"This aura is..." The God of Nature's face grew somber as his eyes surveyed the standing Apocalypse Dragon in the distance.
Unlike his previous disdain, this time he felt an indescribable sense of crisis from the other party.
"Is this the abomination this era has given rise to!" thought the God of Nature to himself.
He had lived for who knows how many years, even having directly faced the Forbidden Master numerous times, and had personally sealed one once.
The unprecedented sight of the Apocalypse Dragon did surprise the God of Nature slightly, but not enough to make him retreat even a step, let alone falter in battle.
Even though the power he possessed now was not one ten-thousandth of what he had at his peak.
"Impressive prowess, what is your name?" asked the God of Nature.
Facing the inquiry, the Apocalypse Dragon remained silent, as if it had entered an extremely special state.
