Wei Qian opened his eyes and found that he was thrown into a cursed land to serve as a night watchman - a death sentence recognized throughout the continent. His predecessor could not survive more than three days. Everyone was waiting to collect his body.
But no one knew that he could hear the whisper of ancient dragon language.
Those taboo runes carved on the ruins were life-threatening charms in the eyes of others, but they were contract spells that were automatically translated in his mind. When the first Abyss Flame Dragon opened its vertical pupils from the ashes and held the bones he threw casually in its mouth - the magical order of the entire continent was about to be rewritten.
