"Am I still dreaming?"
"This dream is too real."
"No, it's not a dream."
Chester was horrified. He rolled on the ground and tried his best to get away from the dragon. At the same time, he stood up.
At this moment, the mountain-like dragon entered Chester's field of vision.
There were glittering silver dragon scales, a majestic and mighty body, a mystical ring of black scales, and a deep and calm gaze that seemed to have seen through his inner thoughts and his past and future.............
Chester found it difficult to breathe, but at the same time, he was unusually excited.
He realized that the silver hill that he thought was last night was actually this terrifying beast that was coiled on the ground!
"To be able to die under the claws of such a terrifying creature, I can die without regrets!”
"Dying in battle is the glory of the nobles. Here I come!”
Chester gripped his short brass staff tightly and aimed it at the dragon.
