"Before I entered the maze, I used the magical beasts in it to fuse that dragon. Didn't you guys see it?"
Watson reached out and teased the black dragon on his shoulder. He turned his head in puzzlement.
"That's—"
Christina's mouth went dry; she did not know what to say. They had seen the black dragon outside, but they thought it was there to guard the 100th floor. Who would have thought that that monster was not from the maze? Instead, Watson had created it.
Also, how did he fuse different magical beasts into a dragon? How did he do that?
"My honorable master, so you were the one who took all the magical beasts in the maze. No wonder I couldn't sense them anymore! It took me a lot of effort to cultivate so many magical beasts, but it's fine since you were the one who did that. Anyway, I belong to you now, and so you own my things too. What would you name that dragon, Master?"
