Noah focused on the rank 4 dragon in the lower tier, his consciousness enveloped its body and thoroughly analyzed it.
'It's wounded, malnourished, and its mental state isn't exactly optimal. Also, its rank is a bit off from what I need, it seems that I need to adjust it a bit before killing it.'
Noah thought as the Cursed dragon angrily roared toward him, it seemed really disappointed to have lost the chance to satisfy its sexual urges.
Yet, Noah's focus was on the insides of his space-ring where the spirit automaton was preparing a series of potions and pills under Noah's orders.
'First, let's fix those scales.'
Noah's eyes shone as the wings behind his back spread and a shockwave was released under his feet, the dragon pounced at him only to discover that he had completely disappeared.
Then, the dragon felt a burning sensation coming from its back, a dense substance was being spread on its body which seemed to affect the state of its scales.
