Jasmine looked at the castle, which remained nothing but a colossal black silhouette in the dark night; not a single glint of light spilled out from the windows.
Her heart sank slightly, and a feeling of anxiety rose to an extreme pitch.
"Angus, shout towards the castle! Tell them to open the gates immediately!"
Inside the castle, there still lingered the aura of the Black Dragon.
That aura was different from the immature Dragon Egg in her hands.
Although the long passage of years had caused it to dissipate almost entirely, it was still the majestic aura of a fully grown, adult dragon.
To animals lacking high intelligence, even just a tiny bit of lingering aura was enough to suppress them, making them dare not approach.
Otherwise, this dilapidated main building could not have stood firm in this wilderness, teeming with ferocious beasts, for so many years without being violated.
Angus was very obedient.
