As the battle raged on, Adrian and Mya got closer to the lake. They could now sense the chilling aura coming from it.

Suddenly, the weather changed. Dark clouds covered the whole desert, and a storm blew up. It looked like it was evening time.

"Something's up ahead!" Mya yelled when they were close to the lake.

There was a horde of zombie guards defending the lake with spears in hand, exuding a chilling aura. They were a group of disciplined soldiers, with someone dressed in armor and riding a horse taking the lead. The person within the armor was nothing more than a rotten corpse, and it looked like the army had been waiting for them.

"Something's up with the lake. This must be the place Dragonking's weapon is sealed in."

Adrian was now sure he had come to the right place. The zombies would not make it easy for him to reclaim Dragonking's sword.

"The Gost emperor must've summoned them. We’re in the right place. Dragonking's weapon must be at the bottom of the lake."

The pair