The Black Dragon had gained power far beyond its peers by following the Dragon God's wishes.
But he was also very clear.
The Seven Saint Alliance was the true master of this land.
He had to know his limits.
Thinking of this.
The black dragon calculated in his heart,
" I can destroy Rolling Stone Town, but it's best to keep that necromancer alive. That way, I'll give the Seven Saint Alliance some face. Even if Soria falls out with Baruch again, she won't be able to do anything to me."
With this thought in mind.
The Black Dragon brought his four underlings and flew towards the south aggressively!
At this time.
The five dragons flew low in the sky.
The airflow above the hill shook violently.
The sharp whistling sound was endless.
However, as they flew.
A tiny figure suddenly appeared in their line of sight.
The figure was standing on a high slope below.
He was alone.
