Off the coast of the Central Continent, a Wyvern was flying high in the sky.
Wyverns were a branch of Pseudo-dragons belonging to the Dragon race, and assistants to the giant dragons. This was especially true for the vast oceans surrounding the Central Continent. The number of giant dragons alone was nowhere near enough to guard them all.
Thus, the Pseudo-dragons participated in daily patrols. Of course, their intelligence was far inferior to that of giant dragons, and their combat strength was nothing remarkable. They were therefore only responsible for reconnaissance missions and would report immediately if they discovered anything unusual.
Today, this Wyvern was patrolling the skies as usual. However, it soon saw waves dozens of meters high in the distance.
What shocked it even more was that the waves seemed to be under control. Within those dozens-of-meters-high waves were countless Sea Beasts.
And behind those waves were even more waves dozens of meters high. Each wave contained an uncountable number of Sea Beasts.
Farther away in the sky, hundreds of powerful Sea Beasts flew with overwhelming Aura.
An instinctive fear rose in the Wyvern's heart. This was a feeling that should never have appeared in a member of the Dragon race.
Even though it was only a Wyvern, aside from the innate bloodline suppression it experienced when facing giant dragons, it rarely felt fear.
It did not flee. Instead, it opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of heart blood—the purest trace of Dragon race blood within its body.
After the heart blood was spat out, it condensed in the air into a blood-red pattern. The Wyvern cried out toward the pattern several times, and the blood-red pattern began to flash repeatedly.
After a few breaths, the blood-red pattern suddenly expanded. Then, a giant dragon with an