Don't say that his Tier was still one Tier behind that of this dragon in plain sight.
Once an Origin Beast reached the level of a King-Tier, each minor Tier advancement entailed a major transformation in life intensity and strength; he estimated that even ten of his current selves wouldn't be enough.
So, it seemed that he could only resort to Divine Skills.
Xius was slowly gathering power within himself, preparing to use the belief he had collected as an Archbishop to summon the Projection of the Eternal World Tree—Noah's Arrival.
But this would take time.
Xius asked in a hoarse voice, "Why would such a powerful Dragon King like yourself lurk in such a small town?"
Florecia did not strike again. She gazed at Xius with her fiery golden vertical pupils, shaking her somewhat numb arm, and said coldly:
"I was merely using my vacation time to accompany my child, it's you who have disturbed my holiday!"
Xius: "???"
What a mess.
Dragons have vacation time?
