Chapter 1153: 1153
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Dracul made his way to the desert formally known as the Zen desert. Under the deserty wasteland laid the bones of the ancient dragon called Sandstorm. The desert was his home. The desert is where he rested for the last thousand years. Dracul went down on his knees and pressed his right ear on the ground. He swore he heard something. He was right. Dracul quickly stood on his feet and jumped back 30 feet. Suddnely a giant powerful drill burst out from the ground. It turns out that he wasn't the only one looking for Sandstorm's bones. Dragons' bones were very valuable. They could make a man rich for 3 live times. Dracul quickly ran behind a rock. The drill was connected to a huge armored machine called The Scr.a.p.er. Inside the huge armored machine laid over 30 desert bandits. " There are no dragon bones left!" They have been grounded to dust!" "It's useless!" We've been searching for months upon months!" The desert bandits were led by an old miner named Terrance.
Terrance wore a white tuxedo that had been covered and drenched with dirt. Half of his face was also covered in dirt. He had also had goggles around his head. All of his teeth had been covered in goal. Even though Terrance was tired of looking, he wouldn't let his fellow bandits know it. " Relax." We will eventually find them." Once we find them will become rich!" Just think of the things we will be able to buy!" All the food we can eat, all the wine and liquor we can drink, and of course all the other luxurious things we can buy!" Terrance boosted the bandit's confidence. Yeah!!!" We will never give up!" Terrance ordered the pilot of The Scr.a.p.er to go back into the ground so they could double-check once more. Dracul on the other hand was just laughing. He was laughing because he knew exactly where Sandstorm's bones were. His bones were under an oasis not too far from where he was standing. He reverted into his dragon form and flew off.
At least 10 minutes passed.
Dracul came to his destination. He reverted into his humanoid form, perfectly landing on his feet like a cat. In the middle of the oasis laid a hole covered by an illusion. Dracul broke the illusion, causing a hole to appear. Dracul started smiling. " This is going to be much easier than I thought!" Dracul jumped into the hole and slid down all the way down, landing into a pile of bones that belonged to most humans and elves. The bones still had rotten flesh on them. The place stunk and Dracul hated the smell. He wanted to vomit. The ruins had 3 passages. One passage was where Sandstorm kept his food, one kept his bathroom, and one kept his bed. Dracul walked towards the front passage. The front passage ended up behind the correct one to chose. Sandstorm's bones laid on gold and silver. Dracul started smiling and laughing. He approached the bones, generating a powerful gray aura around his hands. Just as he was about to touch the bones, the ground started shaking and rumbling. The Scr.a.p.er was coming. Dracul quickly hid in the mountain of gold and silver.
The Scr.a.p.er came crashing through the passage where Sandstorm kept his food which was rotten. The Scr.a.p.er suddenly stopped and the bandits led by Terrance The Miner walked out, fascinating about what stood before their eyes. Terrance started smiling. " Yes!" Terrance collapsed on his knees in joy. After all these heartbreaking years!" I finally found the bones along with the treasure!" Terrance's bandits were conversing among themselves wondering where their cut was. Terrance heard them conversing among themselves. However, he wasn't worried. He had something for them and it wasn't money. As Terrance stuck his hand out to touch Sandstorm's skull, Dracul came bursting out of the mountain of gold and silver, grabbing Terrance's arm. Terrance was confused and applauded. " Who the hell are you?!" Dracul didn't answer Terrance's question. Instead, he started laughing. Dracul opened his mouth and breathed fire into Terrance's face, burning him alive. Terrance was screaming like a banshee. Terrance's skin and flesh were burned off his bones. As the bandits saw their leader was dead they grew furious.
Kill the bastard!!!" The bandits were simply only equipped with swords and clubs. They forgot to go with their guns and ammo. When they came charging towards Dracul they meant business. Dracul stuck out his hand shouting: Fiery Beam!!" A fiery ball of fire came out of Dracul's hands. The bandit's body was crumbled to dust. Smoke was emitting out of his hands and nostrils. He turned around and generated gray energy around his hands again. He touched the bones and stepped back. The ground started shaking and rumbling. The bones were reconnecting back together. Flesh, skin, and scales dr.a.p.ed over the bones. Sandstorm opened his golden eyes. His color was maroon. He woke up angry. The first thing he did was let out a loud roar. The ruins were about to collapse. Dracul quickly escaped.
He came bursting out of the sandy ground, landing perfectly on his feet. Sandstorm was always the hothead type. He carried mostly about money. Nothing more. Sandstorm had the power to manipulate Earth as a deadly weapon. He came bursting from underneath the oasis. Sandstorm flew next to Dracul and reverted into his humanoid form, a bald man with a jet black goatee. When he went into his humanoid form he became chilled. He walked towards Dracul and sighed. " Why have you resurrected me?" I was fine where I was." The afterlife isn't all that bad as people say it is."
Dracul cracked his neck. " The reason I've resurrected you is so you can help me reclaim what is rightfully ours. Sandstorm was confused. " What are you talking about?" Dracul sucked his teeth. " I'm talking about this world!" We were the ones that created it so it should rightfully ours!" Sandstorm sighed. " I'm afraid that I will have to tell you that I won't help you. Dracul raised his eyebrow. " Why not?" What are you stupid?!" I'm pretty sure those Elves have hundreds of ways to kill us with ease!" What? Don't you remember?" Dracul sighed. " Yeah, I remember." Those times are long and gone now." Yes and those elves have probably developed deadlier weapons!" yelled Sandstorm. " F.u.c.k it!" I'm not helping you!" Going with you is sending me to my doom!"
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Dracul made his way to the desert formally known as the Zen desert. Under the deserty wasteland laid the bones of the ancient dragon called Sandstorm. The desert was his home. The desert is where he rested for the last thousand years. Dracul went down on his knees and pressed his right ear on the ground. He swore he heard something. He was right. Dracul quickly stood on his feet and jumped back 30 feet. Suddnely a giant powerful drill burst out from the ground. It turns out that he wasn't the only one looking for Sandstorm's bones. Dragons' bones were very valuable. They could make a man rich for 3 live times. Dracul quickly ran behind a rock. The drill was connected to a huge armored machine called The Scr.a.p.er. Inside the huge armored machine laid over 30 desert bandits. " There are no dragon bones left!" They have been grounded to dust!" "It's useless!" We've been searching for months upon months!" The desert bandits were led by an old miner named Terrance.
Terrance wore a white tuxedo that had been covered and drenched with dirt. Half of his face was also covered in dirt. He had also had goggles around his head. All of his teeth had been covered in goal. Even though Terrance was tired of looking, he wouldn't let his fellow bandits know it. " Relax." We will eventually find them." Once we find them will become rich!" Just think of the things we will be able to buy!" All the food we can eat, all the wine and liquor we can drink, and of course all the other luxurious things we can buy!" Terrance boosted the bandit's confidence. Yeah!!!" We will never give up!" Terrance ordered the pilot of The Scr.a.p.er to go back into the ground so they could double-check once more. Dracul on the other hand was just laughing. He was laughing because he knew exactly where Sandstorm's bones were. His bones were under an oasis not too far from where he was standing. He reverted into his dragon form and flew off.
At least 10 minutes passed.
Dracul came to his destination. He reverted into his humanoid form, perfectly landing on his feet like a cat. In the middle of the oasis laid a hole covered by an illusion. Dracul broke the illusion, causing a hole to appear. Dracul started smiling. " This is going to be much easier than I thought!" Dracul jumped into the hole and slid down all the way down, landing into a pile of bones that belonged to most humans and elves. The bones still had rotten flesh on them. The place stunk and Dracul hated the smell. He wanted to vomit. The ruins had 3 passages. One passage was where Sandstorm kept his food, one kept his bathroom, and one kept his bed. Dracul walked towards the front passage. The front passage ended up behind the correct one to chose. Sandstorm's bones laid on gold and silver. Dracul started smiling and laughing. He approached the bones, generating a powerful gray aura around his hands. Just as he was about to touch the bones, the ground started shaking and rumbling. The Scr.a.p.er was coming. Dracul quickly hid in the mountain of gold and silver.
The Scr.a.p.er came crashing through the passage where Sandstorm kept his food which was rotten. The Scr.a.p.er suddenly stopped and the bandits led by Terrance The Miner walked out, fascinating about what stood before their eyes. Terrance started smiling. " Yes!" Terrance collapsed on his knees in joy. After all these heartbreaking years!" I finally found the bones along with the treasure!" Terrance's bandits were conversing among themselves wondering where their cut was. Terrance heard them conversing among themselves. However, he wasn't worried. He had something for them and it wasn't money. As Terrance stuck his hand out to touch Sandstorm's skull, Dracul came bursting out of the mountain of gold and silver, grabbing Terrance's arm. Terrance was confused and applauded. " Who the hell are you?!" Dracul didn't answer Terrance's question. Instead, he started laughing. Dracul opened his mouth and breathed fire into Terrance's face, burning him alive. Terrance was screaming like a banshee. Terrance's skin and flesh were burned off his bones. As the bandits saw their leader was dead they grew furious.
Kill the bastard!!!" The bandits were simply only equipped with swords and clubs. They forgot to go with their guns and ammo. When they came charging towards Dracul they meant business. Dracul stuck out his hand shouting: Fiery Beam!!" A fiery ball of fire came out of Dracul's hands. The bandit's body was crumbled to dust. Smoke was emitting out of his hands and nostrils. He turned around and generated gray energy around his hands again. He touched the bones and stepped back. The ground started shaking and rumbling. The bones were reconnecting back together. Flesh, skin, and scales dr.a.p.ed over the bones. Sandstorm opened his golden eyes. His color was maroon. He woke up angry. The first thing he did was let out a loud roar. The ruins were about to collapse. Dracul quickly escaped.
He came bursting out of the sandy ground, landing perfectly on his feet. Sandstorm was always the hothead type. He carried mostly about money. Nothing more. Sandstorm had the power to manipulate Earth as a deadly weapon. He came bursting from underneath the oasis. Sandstorm flew next to Dracul and reverted into his humanoid form, a bald man with a jet black goatee. When he went into his humanoid form he became chilled. He walked towards Dracul and sighed. " Why have you resurrected me?" I was fine where I was." The afterlife isn't all that bad as people say it is."
Dracul cracked his neck. " The reason I've resurrected you is so you can help me reclaim what is rightfully ours. Sandstorm was confused. " What are you talking about?" Dracul sucked his teeth. " I'm talking about this world!" We were the ones that created it so it should rightfully ours!" Sandstorm sighed. " I'm afraid that I will have to tell you that I won't help you. Dracul raised his eyebrow. " Why not?" What are you stupid?!" I'm pretty sure those Elves have hundreds of ways to kill us with ease!" What? Don't you remember?" Dracul sighed. " Yeah, I remember." Those times are long and gone now." Yes and those elves have probably developed deadlier weapons!" yelled Sandstorm. " F.u.c.k it!" I'm not helping you!" Going with you is sending me to my doom!"
Dracul made his way to the desert formally known as the Zen desert. Under the deserty wasteland laid the bones of the ancient dragon called Sandstorm. The desert was his home. The desert is where he rested for the last thousand years. Dracul went down on his knees and pressed his right ear on the ground. He swore he heard something. He was right. Dracul quickly stood on his feet and jumped back 30 feet. Suddnely a giant powerful drill burst out from the ground. It turns out that he wasn't the only one looking for Sandstorm's bones. Dragons' bones were very valuable. They could make a man rich for 3 live times. Dracul quickly ran behind a rock. The drill was connected to a huge armored machine called The Scr.a.p.er. Inside the huge armored machine laid over 30 desert bandits. " There are no dragon bones left!" They have been grounded to dust!" "It's useless!" We've been searching for months upon months!" The desert bandits were led by an old miner named Terrance. Terrance wore a white tuxedo that had been covered and drenched with dirt. Half of his face was also covered in dirt. He had also had goggles around his head. All of his teeth had been covered in goal. Even though Terrance was tired of looking, he wouldn't let his fellow bandits know it. " Relax." We will eventually find them." Once we find them will become rich!" Just think of the things we will be able to buy!" All the food we can eat, all the wine and liquor we can drink, and of course all the other luxurious things we can buy!" Terrance boosted the bandit's confidence. Yeah!!!" We will never give up!" Terrance ordered the pilot of The Scr.a.p.er to go back into the ground so they could double-check once more. Dracul on the other hand was just laughing. He was laughing because he knew exactly where Sandstorm's bones were. His bones were under an oasis not too far from where he was standing. He reverted into his dragon form and flew off. At least 10 minutes passed. Dracul came to his destination. He reverted into his humanoid form, perfectly landing on his feet like a cat. In the middle of the oasis laid a hole covered by an illusion. Dracul broke the illusion, causing a hole to appear. Dracul started smiling. " This is going to be much easier than I thought!" Dracul jumped into the hole and slid down all the way down, landing into a pile of bones that belonged to most humans and elves. The bones still had rotten flesh on them. The place stunk and Dracul hated the smell. He wanted to vomit. The ruins had 3 passages. One passage was where Sandstorm kept his food, one kept his bathroom, and one kept his bed. Dracul walked towards the front passage. The front passage ended up behind the correct one to chose. Sandstorm's bones laid on gold and silver. Dracul started smiling and laughing. He approached the bones, generating a powerful gray aura around his hands. Just as he was about to touch the bones, the ground started shaking and rumbling. The Scr.a.p.er was coming. Dracul quickly hid in the mountain of gold and silver. The Scr.a.p.er came crashing through the passage where Sandstorm kept his food which was rotten. The Scr.a.p.er suddenly stopped and the bandits led by Terrance The Miner walked out, fascinating about what stood before their eyes. Terrance started smiling. " Yes!" Terrance collapsed on his knees in joy. After all these heartbreaking years!" I finally found the bones along with the treasure!" Terrance's bandits were conversing among themselves wondering where their cut was. Terrance heard them conversing among themselves. However, he wasn't worried. He had something for them and it wasn't money. As Terrance stuck his hand out to touch Sandstorm's skull, Dracul came bursting out of the mountain of gold and silver, grabbing Terrance's arm. Terrance was confused and applauded. " Who the hell are you?!" Dracul didn't answer Terrance's question. Instead, he started laughing. Dracul opened his mouth and breathed fire into Terrance's face, burning him alive. Terrance was screaming like a banshee. Terrance's skin and flesh were burned off his bones. As the bandits saw their leader was dead they grew furious. Kill the bastard!!!" The bandits were simply only equipped with swords and clubs. They forgot to go with their guns and ammo. When they came charging towards Dracul they meant business. Dracul stuck out his hand shouting: Fiery Beam!!" A fiery ball of fire came out of Dracul's hands. The bandit's body was crumbled to dust. Smoke was emitting out of his hands and nostrils. He turned around and generated gray energy around his hands again. He touched the bones and stepped back. The ground started shaking and rumbling. The bones were reconnecting back together. Flesh, skin, and scales dr.a.p.ed over the bones. Sandstorm opened his golden eyes. His color was maroon. He woke up angry. The first thing he did was let out a loud roar. The ruins were about to collapse. Dracul quickly escaped. He came bursting out of the sandy ground, landing perfectly on his feet. Sandstorm was always the hothead type. He carried mostly about money. Nothing more. Sandstorm had the power to manipulate Earth as a deadly weapon. He came bursting from underneath the oasis. Sandstorm flew next to Dracul and reverted into his humanoid form, a bald man with a jet black goatee. When he went into his humanoid form he became chilled. He walked towards Dracul and sighed. " Why have you resurrected me?" I was fine where I was." The afterlife isn't all that bad as people say it is." Dracul cracked his neck. " The reason I've resurrected you is so you can help me reclaim what is rightfully ours. Sandstorm was confused. " What are you talking about?" Dracul sucked his teeth. " I'm talking about this world!" We were the ones that created it so it should rightfully ours!" Sandstorm sighed. " I'm afraid that I will have to tell you that I won't help you. Dracul raised his eyebrow. " Why not?" What are you stupid?!" I'm pretty sure those Elves have hundreds of ways to kill us with ease!" What? Don't you remember?" Dracul sighed. " Yeah, I remember." Those times are long and gone now." Yes and those elves have probably developed deadlier weapons!" yelled Sandstorm. " F.u.c.k it!" I'm not helping you!" Going with you is sending me to my doom!"
