As Negris spoke, a wave of fear erupted. Looking up, scales began to layer upon Ange, transforming him into a two-meter-high Dragon-Man.
This aura was only powerful to the others, but for a dragon descendant like Gargul, it was terrifyingly oppressive. Sensing this aura, Gargul was nearly petrified!
This was the aura of the Dragon God, the suppression by nature, the might of the Dragon God!
Kvada, why would there be a real Dragon God?
Gargul couldn't even swing his magic wand, broke both his hands instantly, at least three spells erupted from the broken wand, and its body disappeared on the spot, leaving only a spatial fluctuation behind.
"Wow, a dimension bomb? Does it really think this is a spatial disturbance? So, it used a dimension bomb to pave the way, using the shockwaves from the dimensional explosion to neutralize the spatial disturbance, thereby gaining the opportunity for teleportation?" Durken said, surprised.
