"Blaze Regret, I never thought you could tame that Rock Horned Dragon Rhinoceros," Mon Dark said, standing atop a stone pillar, his sinister gaze shifting to Blaze Regret below.
"If you consider that taming, then I can only say you're a failed spirit master," Blaze Regret's indifferent voice spread out.
In Blaze Regret's understanding, spiritual beasts were his second life. Whether it was Red or the Rock Horned Dragon Rhinoceros below, they were equal to his life. The term 'taming' was an insult to spiritual beasts.
"Heh, controlling power is true success; everything else is just empty talk," Mon Dark shook his head with a faint smile. "How about we make a deal? If you give me that Rock Horned Dragon Rhinoceros, all of Hildan Town will be yours, including these spirit hunters, all at your command."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding spirit hunters subtly furrowed their brows. No one likes being treated as a commodity for trade.
