An incredibly powerful aura—strong and savage. It left Gou Dan across from her staring in stunned disbelief.
This was the first time she had encountered an opponent so similar to herself. It was like coming face-to-face with a mirror. At last, she somewhat understood how the people who usually stood against her felt.
But this time was different. She was afraid she hadn't managed to intimidate her opponent.
"This girl's pretty impressive. Her aura can really clash with the boss's." The White-Haired Boy who had just gone to pick up the scales flew back to the team, watching the scene with fascination.
"Quite rare indeed." The burly warrior beside him chuckled. "If the boss weren't here, I'd really like to go exchange a few blows with her myself."
"She's certainly no ordinary girl, but where did she come from?" This time, the speaker was the Black Shadow assassin, who was usually so expressionless.
None of the Ancient Kings Team captains had ordinary origins. They were all powerful enough that, back then, their elders had needed to use the death realm to conceal their children from the Supreme Will's investigations. All four Ancient Kings Team captains were like this—their existences were taboos in the Living Realm.
The boss was the same. She was a descendant of the Red Dragon King and the new generation's Blade Queen Angela. The dragon bloodline was restrained by the plane's will and could no longer give birth to purebloods. It could only produce mixed-blood descendants by mating with other species. Yet across the countless races of the universe, there were almost none whose genes could match those of dragons and produce outstanding descendants perfectly.
The elves were indeed exceptional, but the dragons who now claimed to possess the foundational Ancient Elf bloodline looked down on them.