Although she did not think she would cry, the clone was still a child. Her brain and body were still in their early stages of development, making her easily affected by her physical condition. Sometimes, when facing Ye Qian, Amia even had the illusion that she was the mother.
Still, being taken care of by Amia felt rather strange.
Especially since this little dragon girl liked to stick out her tongue with a slurp. Many animals had that habit, but she had not expected a dragon to have it too.
That animalistic side of her left Ye Qian quite helpless.
After the black dragon's shockwave, the battle clearly had not stopped.
Just as the enormous dragon body rose into the air, preparing to launch another wave of attacks, a woman appeared out of thin air farther away.
She sat on a chair, floating silently in midair, staring in shock toward a spot more than ten kilometers away.
At such a distance, and without releasing any pressure, no one had apparently noticed her location.
Of course... except Ye Qian.
The Mystic Thread had practically been woven into a net. As long as she appeared near the threads, she would soon be noticed by one of the Cannon Fodder Misses.
Almost the next instant, a thread twisted by Life Energy passed beside her.
At such close range, Ye Qian immediately determined that this person was also Holy Spirit Rank.
Her thoughts were read with perfect clarity.
"A dragon?"
The woman's brows furrowed tightly as she doubted what she was seeing.
Yet the black dragon seemed invincible. Its massive tail struck the enemy again, crushing down with the weight of a mountain.
Boom—
The earth shook and the mountains trembled.
Buildings collapsed once more amid the violent impact.
The black dragon bared