I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 609 What Buried Under

The battlefield filled with more tension as Eccar's heart start to pound harder in his chest.

Krevak still have his hateful grin and his bloodied face twisted with malice and bloodlust, was a haunting image. Despite the devastation Eccar had inflicted Krevak stared back at him with a relentless, almost otherworldly determination.

Eccar clenched his fists, his mind racing. Explore more stories at empire

"Krevak knows what I am. But is it just him? Or do they all know?"

The revelation churned uneasily in his thoughts. Krevak knew about the Dragonborn — and this "gods" Krevak spoke of is concerning. But who was this god, and what connection did they have to his kind? And how did he come here and meet him? Is this all planned or just part of a fate?

His instincts screamed that the answers lay before him. He needed to extract them from Krevak.

Taking a steady step forward, Eccar moved closer with expression guarded but resolute.

"Tell me," he said, "if you think I'll let this go, you're wrong. Tell me — "

Before he could finish, a wave of golden energy erupted from Krevak, the shockwave hitting Eccar with brutal force and hurling him backward.

Eccar skidded across the shattered ground, bracing himself against the surge of energy.

By the time he steadied himself, Krevak was already on his feet. His face that was gruesomely wounded moments ago, was healing, the golden energy knitting flesh and bone back together, though slowly.

Krevak's snarl deepened, his voice now layered with an unnatural resonance, as if something — or someone — spoke through him.

"

Dragonborn! I will kill you!

" Krevak roared, his tone alien, cold, and seething with fury.

Eccar's eyes widened as Krevak dashed toward him, his right hand igniting with searing golden flames. Then from the fire, a sword materialized, blazing with such intense heat and energy that the air shimmered around it.

"What... is that?" one soldier whispered, his voice trembling.

Renna stepped forward, her breath catching as she studied the radiant skeleton.

"It's not natural mineral of this mountain," she said, her voice tight with awe and fear. "No creature like this should exist. Not here."

Varok's grip on his sword tightened.

"It's not just a skeleton," he said, his tone grave. "Look at the runes on the bones. They're... alive."

The shimmering bones were etched with intricate runes, their patterns glowing faintly as if breathing with a life of their own.

Before anyone could respond, the comms crackled again.

"Commander Varok! The reinforcements—they're almost on us! You need to retreat now!"

Varok's jaw clenched as he stared at the glowing skeleton. "This is what they were protecting," he said, his voice dark with realization. "This is why they fought so hard."

Brogar stepped up beside him, his hammer resting on his shoulder. "What do we do, Commander? Destroy it?"

Varok hesitated, his instincts screaming that this was far more significant than they had anticipated. Finally, he turned to Renna.

"Get the engineers ready to document this thing," he ordered. "We might not get another chance."

"But the reinforcements—" Renna began.

"Then we hold them off until we're done here!" Varok snapped. "This skeleton might be the key to understanding what we're dealing with. If this thing is buried without our knowledge in our world... then maybe this invasion is happening for another reason than just resources of our world."

As the soldiers prepared for the coming assault, the skeleton seemed to pulse brighter, its runes glowing with a faint, ominous rhythm, like the beat of an ancient, slumbering heart.

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