"Did that animal… just speak?"
The burly man called Tyrant Jin was in a daze.
When the lion heard that, he immediately flew into a rage and roared, "F*ck you, I'm not a mere animal! I am a blood lion, a primordial scion with a noble bloodline."
That was the first time someone had used such a word to insult him.
He was a primordial scion, not a lowly animal!
Even rakshas could not compare to him, a descendant of the primordials!
Those two-legged pests were far lesser beings. They were only fit to be his food!
"Blood lion? Primordial scion?"
The group of people was stunned. Then, their faces turned pale with fear.
They had sought information about the First Continent before they departed.
On the First Continent, the primordial scions were a terrifying force.
They were an incomparably powerful race that was as powerful as humans. No one on the First Continent dared to touch them because they were a united force.
