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Its body was covered in mysterious cloud patterns, and its purple-gold eyes were cold and vast. The [primitive demon Dragon] opened its wings, and black flames swept across the universe. Just the aftershock of its body stretching out formed a tangible surge of godhood.
Just by looking at the beautiful yet evil 'Dark Sun', the spirituality in everyone's mind was distorted uncontrollably, as if it was about to degenerate into some indescribable state.
"Don't look at him directly, and don't look at the patterns on his scales!"
Tasadar let out a shrill roar in the psionic network, but there were already screams echoing in countless golden warships, and it took a long time before it gradually subsided.
'This mythical form ... He's even more terrifying than the last time. Could it be that he was holding back when he attacked earlier and didn't use his full strength?"
