This little Black Dragon's cry of "Momma" left Song Jian somewhat dazed.
"Could this little guy be a fool? He can't even distinguish between men and women!" Song Jian thought to himself sarcastically. However, he quickly realized that he was currently just a mass of black mist, and there was certainly no distinction between male and female in this state.
Whoosh, whoosh~
The little Black Dragon flapped its tiny wings against its back and pounced towards the black mist that was Song Jian.
Song Jian was startled and hurriedly dismissed his black mist mode. Even if the Black Dragon cub was first-rate elite, with the current damage of the black mist, it would only take a few seconds to turn the cub into a dead dragon.
Standing at the edge of the nest, Song Jian gazed at the two dragon eggs in the lava and gritted his teeth as he jumped directly into the lava, swimming towards the nearest Black Dragon egg.
