"Aoo—"
The True Dragon forcefully suppressed the extreme pain within its body, halted its rolling motion, and with golden vertical pupils, stared at the brazen ant baring its fangs before it.
Golden thunder flowed and swirled around its body, trying to annihilate the foreign object embedded deep within itself, but two such objects, one under its armpit and the other in its head, seemed to be growing from its own flesh, unmoving and continuing to deepen.
It had no choice but to use most of its life force and Dragon Thunder to stop these two foreign objects from penetrating further.
Sharp and curved dragon horns entwined with branches and decorated with cherry blossoms, as if a laurel crown rested upon its head, conveyed wrath in the True Dragon's vertical pupils.
"Aoo—!!"
Even though it had now fallen into an unprecedented state of weakness, it was still not something these insects could provoke.
