The silver dragon's gaze was indifferent, and its expression was calm.
After scanning the black fog that filled his field of vision, Garen looked at the Primordial Sun God. A faint smile appeared on the dragon's face and he said, ""Ya Heng, I've missed you for a long time.”
"Today, we can meet in our true forms. I will do my best to not let down this rare opportunity.”
After a pause, the silver dragon's voice became low and cold, as if it came from the cold wind of the icy plains.
"But, are you ready? Come face me!"
A dragon shadow suffused with divine light streaked across the sky from the outer plane and crashed into the silver dragon. The two fused into one.
Immediately, the silver dragon's body was covered with a layer of divine light, and its aura soared.
