Chapter 311 Rome Stories February 26 New Share
The sand dragon’s remains were far larger than Leon had imagined. The entire hillside was almost entirely taken up by its colossal skeleton. Most of the body was still buried beneath the sand and rock, and even what was exposed was incomplete—only the ribcage and skull remained visible, with no trace of the rear half.
Even so, Leon was awestruck. The rib-like bones jutted out of the sandy slope like petrified pillars, each over five meters tall above ground and so thick that an adult might not be able to wrap their arms around one.
The most striking part was the skull. Around ten meters long and four meters high, it had a flattened shape and was completely fossilized. The teeth were damaged—none fully intact—and the skull tilted slightly upward.
It looked as if the dragon had been raising its head to gaze at the sky. By chance or design, Leon found that if he looked through the hollow sockets, his eyes would line up perfectly with the sun above.
That reminded him of the in-game prompt when touching the sand dragon’s remains:
“It opens its mouth toward the desert sun. Even in death, it is greedy.”
A hint—and a statement. The hint implied the sand dragon’s final meal was meant to be the sun itself, and thus the Solar Essence was the most fitting offering. The statement described a creature so powerful it dared to try to swallow the sun.
Yet this proud sand dragon now lay in silent ruin, scattered bones half-buried in sand, head lifted toward the sky in a final, longing gaze at the sun it could never reach.
Who could have killed such a being? And why?