The boundless grassland was a sea of emerald green. Sunlight washed over it like a dusting of gold, and each gust of wind sent green waves and golden ripples rolling across it. Wildflowers of every color bloomed in scattered clusters, basking in the sunlight and vying for splendor across the vast plains, their rich fragrance filling the air. From a distance, they looked like clouds of vibrant mist drifting down onto the green grassland.
Standing on the grassland, Rex raised his head and looked up at the sky.
The battle on the ground had ended. The clash between the Arathi Tribe and the Hauge Tribe had concluded with the Arathi Tribe's victory.
But for Rex, the fight was not over yet.
His enemy's figure remained in the sky, refusing to descend. Once the swirling flames dispersed and everything came clearly into view-
The human had vanished, replaced by a dragon.
He was a classic Western dragon, an enormous lizard with huge wings, a bulky body, and a long tail. The scales covering his body, however, were rather dim, giving him a hazy appearance.
Everyone in the Arathi Tribe hurried away.
Rex had ordered them to retreat several hundred meters.
An Infinite Dragonflight dragon. The enormous creature before him unmistakably belonged to the Infinite Dragonflight. Rex did not attack immediately. Instead, he began talking to him. "Surrender. If you surrender, I can spare your life."
"Dream on. You? That will never happen." Having returned to his true form, the Infinite Dragonflight dragon was utterly arrogant as he looked down at Rex from above.
His eyes held contempt, as though he were a cat looking at a mouse.
"Die! Once I kill you, my mission will be complete." The dragon said no more. He lashed his tail at Rex, sending it crashing