Correspondingly, the shadowy giant wielding a colossal blade approximately twenty meters in length came into full view.
Grasping the sword firmly, Stanbeck aimed at the abyssal maw of the black protodragon and made a swift, diagonal slash downwards.
In an instant, the head of the black protodragon was cleaved in two, the lower half thudding heavily onto the ground.
Owen's pupils contracted sharply in shock.
Boyd, who had once again positioned himself beside Owen, jumped in alarm: "What just happened? How could the black protodragon be so easily defeated?"
"It's not that the black protodragon is weak," Owen replied.
"It's that Stanbeck has become incredibly powerful."
"But with the black protodragon dead, what happens to us? Are we to be buried along with it?" Boyd questioned with a hint of fear.
