"Sorry to disturb your cultivation,"
David Jones looked at the corpse of the Mechanical Apocalypse Dragon beneath his feet and said sincerely, "I would like you to resurrect them."
"Meh." (It's a trifle.)
Loona nodded without hesitation.
To respond to David Jones's summoning, it decisively gave up on the chance opportunity in the Plough maritime domain.
After all, even the Immortal Tide could not help it ascend to Immortal.
"Roar*woo." (Don't worry, I can provide ample Immortal Power.)
The Mechanical Apocalypse Dragon patted its chest.
It could completely digest only a limited amount of the mysterious power of the demon god, so it might as well use part of it to resurrect the trainers and vent the surging power within it.
Upon seeing the Mechanical Apocalypse Dragon's demeanor, Loona was somewhat surprised.
"Meh?" (So are you now Gluttonous Beast or End Abyss?)
The Mechanical Apocalypse Dragon was slightly taken aback, then confidently roared in response.
