Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A blood-colored storm sweeps through, with the Deep Red Hundred Eye Dragon King vibrating its three pairs of blood-red dragon wings. It's surrounded by a crimson glow, floating in mid-air. Its terrifying spirit energy is released, shaking the void.
Its seven heads slowly extend, looking down from high above on Gary Smith on the ground, its gaze indifferent.
At this moment, it's as if the ancient dragon king, who swept across the sky and fought against the Gods thousands of years ago, has returned to the world.
Just by looking at it, everything would feel its insignificance.
"Is this the power of the Dragon King? Even a clone formed from a drop of its blood after a long period still brings such a terrifying sense of oppression..."
Gary Smith whispered softly, aware that the opponent's strength was only at the Initial Stage of a Commander. But the threat he felt had already far exceeded the Nightmare Sea Monster.
Draconic Eagle spoke with a solemn look:
