"Even Anthony winced and said, 'Cultivating a body would only consume twenty liters at most.'"
"Compensation, compensation, I'll work hard to make money. If I really can't afford to compensate, I'll just pluck my scales and sell them. So, how about another gulp?" Silba said with an apologetic smile.
After guzzling down two large barrels of Holy Essence Liquid, it sincerely felt the goodness of the substance. It was like a cool 'warmth' flowing from its throat into its body, and as it passed, every organ seemed to be cheering.
Being petrified for so many years didn't mean that the Giant Dragon was unharmed. Transforming into the Dragon Sorcerer was one thing, but reverting to a living Giant Dragon made the body's health very important. Should there be any issues like a cerebral vascular blockage, Ange would have to come to the rescue.
