Rumble~
In the sky was a flood dragon three to four hundred meters long, its entire body clad in silver scales as though cast from mercury itself. Not even a nuclear bomb could inflict any damage upon its body.
It possessed a pair of razor-sharp claws capable of cutting through nearly any material in the world. With a breath from its open jaws, it could spew dragon breath whose power rivaled any energy cannon, instantly tearing apart a small mountain.
The instant it flew over, dark clouds and lightning coiled around it, the air trembled, and the entire earth shook. Even scattered stones were ground into dust, as though a god had descended.
The demons on the ground were all trembling, so frightened that they lay prostrate upon the ground, not daring to look directly at it.
It was the ruler of the thousands of kilometers of waters around Cold Moon Pool, one of the Seventy-Two Demon Kings—the Silver Flood Dragon King!
In an instant, it descended to the ground and transformed, taking human form. Horns rose from its head, and it looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, dressed in a dragon robe.
With the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, majesty in its gaze, it walked over to the many demon guards.
"What exactly happened?"
The Silver Flood Dragon King forcibly suppressed the rage in its heart and stared at the demons. "You say my treasury was robbed, and every treasure inside was carried away by some little thief. Is that true?"
"Yes, it's true. Every word we said is the truth."
The demons nodded repeatedly in terror.
"You damned fools!"
The Silver Flood Dragon King roared, "You good-for-nothings, you spineless wastes! I had you guard the treasury, not neglect your duties! With so many