The power of True Names was not something to be trifled with.
Veldora came as soon as his True Name – which only a few handful knew – was uttered.
"I greet the Second Prince."
The dragon bowed his massive head.
He had retracted his Intent presence a while ago when he realized it was harmful to Neo. The air, once suffocating under the weight of Veldora's overwhelming aura, felt lighter, almost calm.
Seeing him like this, Neo smiled faintly.
When Neo first arrived in the Underworld, the Wandering Giant, Neromax, an Exalted rank monster, had taken his blood.
Back then, Neo had heard that the Ancient Dragon Veldora, who had been sleeping for centuries, suddenly woke up.
The rumors spread like wildfire that Veldora and Neromax were fighting.
Neo had thought they were fighting for his blood.
But now he knew the truth.
