'Color? Red color? Black-body what?' The Magma Dragon was confused by the roar's explanation.
He hurriedly turned around to see the one who had sent that message. But the scene he saw next horrified him.
*Roar!* He instinctively let out a roar with only one meaning. "Your Majesty!"
The Lightning Saint's right arm was actually being ripped apart by the moth. Both of them were covered in injuries, but this arm meant a lot to the Lightning Saint and the Magma Dragon.
For the Magma Dragon, even though the Lightning Saint had escaped from his role, it didn't change the fact that he was a former Dragon King. Someone ripping apart the king's hand was a huge blow to the people underneath him.
And it became even more serious because he knew that the injury this time was caused by him.
If the Dragon King didn't send that lightning and message to help him, he wouldn't receive such an injury.
