Little Pake did not disturb him either, merely blinking as she watched him silently.
A long while passed.
Only then did the Death God Black Dragon turn his gaze toward Little Pake.
His eyes held a strange look.
He grinned, looking Pake up and down.
This little thing wore quite a lot of equipment, worth well over ten thousand gold coins in total.
Some blocked damage, some increased movement speed, and some relocated her after she was attacked.
Quite rich, indeed...
Xiluo Utrasis!
You damned bastard of a blue dragon brat!
I will never forget you!
How many years ago was it? Twenty? Thirty? Forty years ago?
Bastard.
And Gordon, Allen, Koraman, and Alicia!
You damned dragon cubs!
You tricked me into giving you the method for becoming a Divine-Chosen Dragon, and my spells as well.
Yet... you actually broke our agreement and left me underground without a glimpse of daylight for decades!
I will never forget this grudge!
Just you wait!
I am coming to take my revenge on you right now!
A dangerous light filled the eyes of Galle Rain, the Death God Black Dragon.
Then he gave a savage grin and spread his wings.
He lunged straight at Pake.
Only then did Little Pake realize something was wrong.
She cried out:
"Ah! Uncle! What are you trying to do?"
With that, she tried to flee.
But she was merely a half-dragon in the Hero Realm. How could she escape a legendary black dragon?
Gray mist swept toward Little Pake faster than expected.
Little Pake hurriedly commanded the power of storms to blow it away.
But immediately afterward came another attack.
An impact that reached straight into her soul still left Little Pake rigid, her body frozen in midair.
"Heh heh heh... little dragon cub, you think you