"Level eighteen, at the peak..." Ye Luo murmured, taking a step forward. "Demon-Scale, you've been here for a hundred thousand years already, haven't you..."
Boom! The water-sucking hurricane that linked sky and earth burst apart, and a fine drizzle unexpectedly began to fall across the world. The Demon-Scale Flood Dragon had clearly just shot into the clouds, yet now it emerged from the water again! After all, a flood dragon was still vastly different from a true dragon.
The Demon-Scale Flood Dragon's body stretched over two hundred meters, as thick as a palace pillar. Its back was covered in black diamond-shaped dragon scales, but its belly was snow-white and lacked the protection of scales. There were no dragon claws around its body, and the horns on its head had not fully formed. Even its mouth was still in an intermediate state between that of a dragon and a snake!
More than fifty meters of its body rose above the water. Its gate-sized eyes swept over the Zerg army on the shore before fixing directly on Ye Luo. "You possess only the strength of a Heavenly Demon, yet you dare call me by name?" the Demon-Scale Flood Dragon roared. Its tail churned beneath the water, sending a massive wave crashing toward Ye Luo from the shore!
Ye Luo did not move. A blue-purple energy shield suddenly appeared fifty meters in front of him. The arched barrier blocked every wave before gradually fading away...
"Whether I'm qualified to call your name, you'll find out soon enough. Demon-Scale Flood Dragon, you have two paths before you: submit, or die!" Ye Luo's words nearly made Umus stumble into the water.
Umus tugged Ye Luo's arm in terror. "M-My lord, it's enough if we can get him to agree to help. The Demon-Scale Flood Dragon