In the Mist Sea, on an unnamed island.
A colossal Black Flood Dragon leaped from the sea without raising a single ripple, then glided into the sky above the island.
Its body scattered like black mist, then drew back together and transformed into a black-robed man standing tall in the sky. A pair of black horns grew from his head, and faint scales covered his face.
His gaze swept around. Furrowing his brow, he said:
"Looks like I, the Black Flood Dragon, got here first!"
The void rippled, and a black hawk emerged from it, arriving above the black island.
The black hawk folded its wings. The black flames burning around its body shrank away, transforming it into a man dressed in black. His eagle eyes were as deep as an abyss, his black hair hung to his shoulders, and his presence was cold and sinister.
"Black Flood Dragon, you actually got here faster than me—you beat me by a step!"
His voice was shrill, like a blade scraping across stone. It made one's eardrums ache.
"Flame Eagle, you're late. How come your wounds still haven't healed?"
The Black Flood Dragon looked at the young man with eagle eyes and spoke in a low voice.
Flame Eagle flicked his black-feathered cloak and said coolly, "Those were just minor wounds. But you took a sword strike, and your scales cracked apart. You were hurt pretty badly, weren't you?"
The Black Flood Dragon's expression darkened at once. He said coldly:
"I wonder who it was that got his wings chopped off, feathers flying everywhere!"
"You..."
Flame Eagle's face darkened sharply, and he was about to start a fight.
Just then, the void rippled, then split open. A giant tiger wreathed in flames and lightning stepped out and appeared above the island.
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