In the vast, undulating desert, almost everything was covered by patches of withered yellow grass and poisonous flowering weeds.
Under the scorching sun, the Natural Sulfur Ore Mountain formed by massive rocks stood out prominently.
However, on closer observation, one would notice hundreds of humans swinging pickaxes to chip away at these ore-laden stones, sweating profusely.
Among these humans, Lizardmen with green scales walked around wielding weapons.
All around the Ore Mountain, the constant clinking sounds echoed.
A giant dragon flew swiftly across the sky, its black shadow passing over the edge of the Ore Mountain, gradually descending until it reached a solitary large rock hundreds of meters away.
It hid in the shadow of the rock, where the temperature was slightly cooler, which made it feel a bit more comfortable.
Looking down at its owner holding a telescope, the dragon let out a gentle growl.
