The Arrival of the Natives

The Ashen's heavy blackstone anchor crashed into the thick black sea, sending a dull boom rolling across the shore.

The moment Rain led the others onto the land, a scent of earth mingled with an extremely ancient, savage aura rushed at them. The soil here was a strange dark green and exceptionally firm beneath their feet. As far as the eye could see, the surrounding vegetation was several times larger than that of ordinary islands. Even the most common ferns stood several meters tall.

Yet before they could conduct a deeper exploration of this primordial continent, a heavy trampling sound, like booming war drums, suddenly came from the depths of the silent Forest Sea.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Several ancient trees dozens of meters tall were violently snapped in half. Amid the leaves swirling through the air, a prehistoric beast as large as a medium Navy warship charged out. It resembled a saber-toothed tiger but had six blood-red monstrous eyes, its maw reeking as strings of saliva dangled from it.

Roar—!

The beast had a clear target: Rain, standing at the front.

"Boss, trash like this doesn't need you to make a move. Leave it to me!"

Keen grinned, his rugged face filled with fighting spirit. After witnessing Kaido's unparalleled might in his Azure Dragon form during the battle of Onigashima, his desire to grow stronger had reached its peak.

Bzzzt!

Without hesitation, Keen instantly entered his half-dragon form. His body swelled, hard pink dragon scales covering him from head to toe. His claws tore out a piercing sonic boom as he met the six-eyed beast head-on.

Bang—!

His iron fist slammed viciously into the beast's spiked skull, the terrifying force erupting into visible shockwaves. Yet to Keen's shock, the beast's head was not smashed apart by the punch. It merely