"Little Que, Little Que..."
The Flame Demigod Zhebei Yu had barely exchanged a few words with Shang Que Shen when a thunderous call suddenly rang out from the distant horizon. It spread far and wide, reverberating through the entire military camp and deafening everyone present, brimming with delight.
Countless soldiers and commanders in the camp looked up toward the sound, astonishment appearing on their faces.
A streak of lightning tore through the sky from the horizon. In the blink of an eye, it arrived before both sides and revealed its true form.
Chen Daolin stared wide-eyed at the "small mountain" before him. No, not a "mountain of flesh" either... It should have been some absurdly obese dragon-like creature. It stood over a hundred meters tall, its body covered in densely packed purple scales. Compared to its massive body, its wings were relatively "small," yet they beat excitedly without pause, whipping up gust after gust of wind.
It had two thick, powerful legs, while its forelimbs were surprisingly tiny, each bearing six claws.
Its enormous head was smooth and shiny, reflecting the light so brightly that it dazzled the eye. Yet the most conspicuous feature was the massive lightning mark on its forehead.
Behind its ears, where its neck was so fat it was almost invisible, there was also a pair of tiny wings flapping away.
Its large, round dark-purple eyes brimmed with joy. Though enormous in size, it somehow gave off an inexplicably comical air.
What Chen Daolin found even harder to look at was that this terrifying beast-like creature was wearing a loose white robe like a human, open down the middle. For a moment, Chen Daolin thought he was seeing his second brother, Thunder God, who loved messing around.
At the sight of the newcomer, both Demigods Shang