The flames of the fire dragon engulfed Michael as his scream filled the empty cave.
But the scream was not from the pain he was feeling due to the breath of the Fire dragon but the backlash that he received due to using another powerful skill just after the use of Heavenly demon swordsmanship.
The Dragon fang in the hand of Michael shinned with a black aura.
Taruka, the fire dragon belatedly noticed the eerie aura coming out of the Sword and flinched when he detected a familiar aura from it.
Acnalogia.
The primordial black dragon.
It didn't matter which tribe the dragons belonged to, all the dragons would be aware of Two names without any exception.
The primordial White Dragon, Taimat, and…
The primordial Black Dragon, Acnalogia.
The two were like gods for the dragons, and they were the first of the dragons who ruled the Tower for many centuries even before the Crazy Necromancer's rise.
And the weapon made from the fang of such a being was an object of fear for them.
