The Dragon Race had kept itself closed off from the outside world for many years.
Yet no one had expected that one day, a Rank 7 would appear carrying the head of a Dragon Race powerhouse.
And kick open their national gates!
Not only did the visitor have no intention of offering compensation or an apology, he even turned around and threatened them.
Demanding that the Dragon Race apologize.
The Dragon Race had always been arrogant and domineering toward outsiders.
Yet today, they were being treated in an even more domineering manner.
This had gone beyond pointing at their noses and cursing them. It was humiliation!
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"Who is this person?! A Reincarnator from the Main God Space?"
"Let me take his head and turn it into a specimen!"
The lower-ranked dragons did not yet know what had happened. They merely felt an incomparably oppressive atmosphere, as though a storm were about to arrive.
After that oppression came something like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
Even the weather throughout the Divine Dragon Realm changed because of the fury of these powerhouses.
However, this volcano was destined never to erupt.
"Kill him? If you have the guts, go find him in the First Main City. If you can come back alive, I'll respect you from now on."
"Go on, go on. If you don't go, you're my grandson."
They had no choice but to force themselves to calm down.
What else could they do?
Actually go to war with the Game World, one of the Four Ruffians of the Void?
If the Dragon Race truly had that capability, then there would not be only four ruffians in the Void. There would be five.
They definitely could not win in a fight.
The most troublesome part was not the