Before long, a group of humanoid creatures, each standing three meters tall and covered in white scales, emerged from the fissure.
"Hybrid dragons?" Orson's heart tensed.
[Frost Dragon Guards: Level 30]
HP: 120,000
Attack: 700
Skills: Basic Frost Magic, Basic Combat Techniques
These mobs were absurdly tanky, with pale human-like faces and sharp, beast-like fangs. Armed with various weapons, they exuded a primal savagery that made Orson uneasy.
As he observed their monstrous forms, one disturbing thought returned to his mind: How in the world were these things bred?
The sheer mismatch of their sizes and forms defied all reason, leaving Orson once again questioning the bizarre biology of Infinite Dimensions.
"Let's go! Hop on, we're blasting them to pieces!" Nightshade shouted with uncontained excitement.
