It took a long time for the flames to die away.
Not every Wind Flame Thunder Vulture had died. The strongest seemed to be at the peak of Commander Level. Even after taking a Level 3 Heavenly Flame Funeral head-on, it was only gravely wounded, not dead.
Zhou Sining was about to finish it off when Baby Black Dragon flew out of the space, dispatched it in a few quick moves, then eagerly flew back to perch on Zhou Sining's head.
"You little rascal, finally awake?" Zhou Sining lifted Fierce Dragon God by the scruff of his neck.
[I want to fight too!]
Fierce Dragon God wriggled with excitement.
That last trip into the Pyramid had been a blast for him. He had eaten his fill and tasted the freedom of the open sky. Now he was even less willing to stay in the Contract Space.
"No. It's dangerous here. This isn't playtime." Zhou Sining refused at once.
Never mind how many enormous creatures lived on the main peak of Tyrant Mountain. Zhou Sining wasn't comfortable letting Asharaya see Fierce Dragon God.
She had actually known the Black Dragon. If she found out, who knew whether she would turn around and sell the information?
Fierce Dragon God's face fell. He was thoroughly unhappy.
He couldn't understand why his old man kept stopping him from exploring the world.
"Be good. Go back to sleep. Or I could send you to the Summoning Interface to play with Tiger King?"
[That works!]
The moment Baby Black Dragon heard he could play, his face lit up. Nothing else mattered.
Zhou Sining smiled indulgently, opened a rift in spacetime, and tossed Baby Black Dragon through.
The little guy had powerful Space Element abilities of his own. If anything went wrong, he could come back by