The Adorable and Soft Little Red Dragon

Those two spheres of light suddenly burst into flames and were burned away completely.

Then, the two Large Planes slowly merged into the Volcano Plane.

A Large Plane more than a thousand kilometers in diameter took shape.

As far as the eye could see, volcanoes covered the land, with rivers of lava everywhere.

It looked just like hell.

A huge red shadow flew across the sky, mighty and imposing, resembling the Lord of Hell.

"Jijigugu!"

Di Aotian revived on the spot and stared blankly at the pitch-black fan-shaped land.

Where's the enemy? "Huh?"

The red dragon in the sky suddenly turned its head. Seeing the revived Di Aotian, she turned and descended.

Her dragon claw slammed into the ground, sending rocks flying and fierce winds surging. The lava on Di Aotian's body was nearly blown out by the gale.

"Jijigugu?"

Di Aotian opened his mouth wide, raised his head, and stared at the enormous red dragon in delighted surprise.

The red dragon lowered her head with force before finally seeing the little fellow. Her face was stern.

"You're still alive. That's made things difficult for me. The dragon race always keeps its word." The enormous red dragon radiated authority without anger. "I said that here, there would be only my Wrath Fire."

With just one sentence, she made the surrounding air as scorching as boiling water.

"Jijigugu!"

Di Aotian looked up at the red dragon, whose body was as large as a mountain. Standing in her enormous shadow, his legs trembled.

Di Aotian was completely dumbfounded. Everything had been fine just moments ago, so how had she suddenly changed her attitude?

Were all dragons this fickle? The red dragon slowly raised her claw and brought it down toward Di Aotian.

The Divine Realm.

Cyrus slowly put away the Plane Fishing