My Waste Husband
Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555



Under the influence of the Purple Moon, the space under the underground palace had become clear and bright. When Sylvia's Battle Spirit emerged, it could only eat some leftovers left by Henry's moon.

When the Qi disappeared, Henry and Sylvia both saw the things in this space.

Sylvia's eyes widened as she said in disbelief, "Honey, there really are dragons in this world..."

Beneath Henry and Sylvia, there were countless white bones. It was a dragon, a dragon's head, a dragon's body, and claws.

The size of this dragon bone was exactly the same as the huge dragon diagram that was formed by the black towers. It was over ten kilometres long! If such a huge being were to live in reality, it was likely that its one foot would be able to destroy a town!

It was a body that was dozens of kilometres long! It was not an exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the sun!

Henry was also shocked by the scene in front of him. A giant dragon, it was really a giant dragon! This existed in the myth of Van Xia. At this time, it really appeared in front of him. Although there was only a skeleton left, it was already horrifying enough!

This was a creature that only existed in legends!

Henry took a deep breath and slowly fell to the ground.

Sylvia followed behind Henry. The two of them were carefully sizing up the bones on the ground.

"No, that's not right."

Henry looked at the front. "These are not dragon bones, not a real dragon. These are all human bones!"

"Human bones!"

Sylvia exclaimed. Although she had the current ability, she was still a little woman in her bones. She was really shocked when she suddenly heard Henry say that these were human bones. This was because if these were human bones, there were dozens of kilometres of human bones. Just how many people died there!

Just thinking about it sent chills down Sylvia's spine.

Henry stared at the bones on the ground and said, "These are human bones. And on these bones, there are no marks of injury. They were not killed and dumped here, but died here naturally."

Henry stretched out his hand and pointed to a place, continuing, "The fact that these bones fit together in the same proportions means that they came from a man. It's just one place, every single one of them, and it means that these people were just sitting here, waiting for themselves to die, and then they turned into bones!"

Sylvia stretched out her hand and covered her mouth. Waiting for death, become bones, the dozens of kilometres of dry bones! How many people? Why were they willing to die?! And they were specially arranged in the shape of a dragon!

"This should be some sort of sacrifice."

Henry raised his head and looked at the endless dragon skeleton. "This place has been established even longer than the Emperor's Mausoleum. Even the Emperor's Mausoleum was built based on this foundation. The actions of the ancient sages are not something that we can imagine."

Sylvia's face showed a worried look, "Honey, do you think there is a connection between this and your mom?"

"I don't know."

Henry shook his head with a serious look and said, "When my mother jumped off a building, I only thought that she was threatened by the doctor. But now it seems that things are not that simple. Let's wait and see."

Henry said and stepped forward.

When he was halfway there, Henry suddenly stopped in his tracks. At this moment, he was standing at the centre of the dragon's body, and there was a pile of withered bones The colour of the bones was much lighter than the rest, and it was clear mucho

that this skeleton was was clear

younger than the rest of the bones. Moreover, under the bones, there was a single piece of clothing that had not been completely weathered. Although there was only a single piece left, it still attracted Henry's attention.

Henry's footsteps suddenly became slow. He stepped forward and looked at the weathered piece of clothes. His body trembled, and his breathing became faster and faster.

Sylvia could clearly see that Henry's eyes were slowly turning red.

"Honey, what are you..." Sylvia looked at Henry's sudden change and asked with concern.

"This is a cotton jacket."

Henry looked at the piece of clothing and said, "The cotton jacket you gave me when I was very young."

"What?"

Sylvia opened her mouth wide and said, "The cotton jacket I gave you, honey, you..."

"Back then, my mother and I almost froze to death on the street."

Henry slowly let out a sigh of relief. "When I was in despair, you appeared in front of me, and gave me a hundred yuan and a cotton- padded jacket. Maybe for you, only appeared in your life this year, but for me, you have existed in my world since when I was sensible. You have existed for more than 20 years, leaving a mark that can't be erased."

Apparently, Sylvia did not expect that Henry would have such a story with her. At that time, Sylvia was still too young to remember what she had done at that age. It was just an unimportant thing for her, but for Henry, it was the most important meeting in his life.

A drop of tear rolled down from the corner of Henry's eye.

This was the first time Sylvia saw Henry shed tears. She suddenly realized that she had never imagined what Henry would look like when he shed tears because the feeling this man gave her was always so calm and always so confident. It seemed that when all the things came to him, she no longer needed to worry about him.

In Sylvia's heart, Henry had long become her

shelter.

Seeing the way Henry shed tears, Sylvia felt as if her heart was cut by a knife. What on earth could make such a man shed tears silently?

Henry allowed the tears to fall, but he didn't care. He continued, "I didn't throw the coat away. I kept it. One day, my mother went to work and wore it. I haven't seen her since that day."

When Henry said this, his voice began to tremble. He slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the distinctive skeleton in front of him, but he did not dare to do so.

Sylvia also suddenly understood that the withered bones in front of her were different from the rest.

In a short period of time, Henry's

face was covered with tears, and his

voice was choked with sobs. "I buried my mother in person at that time, but now, everything is not like what imagined. I asked my mother where my father went and when he would come back. She told me that my father was a hero and that he had to save the world, and he would come back when the world calms down."

When Henry said this, his trembling hand touched the skeleton. At the moment when Henry's fingers touched it, the skeleton scattered, crushed, and drifted away in front of Henry.