The Dragon Abomination Venerable cursed inwardly at the old man's sarcastic tone.
"Hmph, the individual differences among Dragon Abominations are immense. When I call myself the Father of Dragon Abominations, it's merely to express my affection for these pitiable beings. Just as the Father of Plagues calls himself the father of all Unclean Great Ones... After all, in this world, apart from me, not even their own parents accept them—they loathe them. Even among pure-blooded dragons, individual differences are vast. The ordinary ones barely reach level 9. But dragons like the Red Lotus Dragon are on par with you and me. The bloodline behind this young one clearly exceeds that of the Red Lotus Dragon. His future is boundless; just wait and see." Otharus spoke calmly.
In truth, after witnessing that crimson dragon, which seemed to be a Red Lotus Dragon, he realized that this young one was likely not a Dragon Abomination.
