"Black Dragon!" Romon stood there, looking up at the sun. "Have the Black Dragons of this world set their sights on everything I've done?"
The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became. Romon could no longer remain composed; a feeling called fear sprouted from the bottom of his heart.
"No, I have to get to the bottom of this. Otherwise, I'll never feel at ease!" Romon thought, his expression dark.
The ruined Elven Palace was being rebuilt once more. Though the surrounding land was also his territory, Romon did not linger. The next moment, he teleported back to Tako Domain.
The reason he had not chosen to fly was that he feared encountering what had just happened again. The Elven Palace had shielded him before, but now it had been damaged yet again. He could not take another risk.
He returned directly to his secret chamber. The moment he entered, he collapsed onto the floor and began gasping for breath.
Although he had used the Elven Palace to block that attack, his consciousness was linked to it to a certain extent. When the palace was damaged, his body suffered a certain degree of injury as well.
After returning to Tako Domain, Romon first sent Luoli a message, briefly informing her of the situation. Then he rested for a day.
When he emerged again, Romon had recovered his strength, but a shadow still flickered in his eyes.
"As expected, there is a problem." During that day and night, Romon had not only restored his body, but also carried out another sensory experiment on this world.
The result left him deeply troubled. "Perhaps I should use some methods to verify my guess."
Romon had even considered one possibility, and that possibility immediately filled his heart with gloom.
"Master, what