The ancient Green dragon's roar was vast and long.
In just a few minutes.
It swept through every inch of the land south of the Green Dragon mountains.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound in shock.
The people on the gray River Plain were the same.
Roger solemnly looked to the North.
His expression changed from the initial excitement and joy to a serious and depressed one.
That was because Augustus's warning-like Dragon roar only lasted for half a minute. His vast Dragon might continued to shake everyone present, making them feel very uncomfortable. However, there was no sign of the ancient Green Dragon in the Northwest!
Roger was greatly disappointed.
"What's the situation?"
He muttered.
Brandon looked at him and said with a strange tone, "
"The Green Dragon is suspicious, and it'll take at least a few minutes for him to fly over."
"You're not really thinking of killing all the green Dragons, are you?"
