"Uwaaah... it hurts, I'm so numb. This feeling seems real... is it really you, Xiluo? H-how are you really here in front of me?"
"Calm down and think back carefully.
You should still have your memories of these past years."
Xiluo reminded him.
The convulsing Little White Dragon froze, then pulled free of the electric net and stared silently at Xiluo, his expression shifting repeatedly.
A long time passed.
Watching the Little White Dragon's expression, Xiluo felt that he seemed to have returned to normal and said:
"The one who turned you into that was the demigod lich you mentioned before you left, a fellow retainer of the Reaper?"
"Y-yes." The Little White Dragon scratched his head with a claw, somewhat embarrassed.
"Heh... how strange.
Domirank Star doesn't permit demigods to exist here now.
How did you meet that demigod? And what's his name?"
Xiluo asked.
"I don't know his name.
As for how we met...
A long time ago, I came into contact with one of his underlings.
He was an extremely powerful lich, skilled in alchemy and modification.
He showed me many powerful modified vampires, werewolves, and magic beasts... and even praised my potential.
He said that if I was willing, he could give me great power too.
He also told me how powerful his master was. Some of the most outstanding specimens were his master's creations..."
The Little White Dragon spoke slowly.
After hearing his explanation, Xiluo couldn't help twitching his face.
Something so unreliable, with such enormous risks involved...
Allen had actually believed it? He had gambled everything on it?
Did this fellow have a pig's brain?
Seemingly noticing what Xiluo was thinking,
the Little White Dragon lowered his head in shame and said:
"I... I had no other choice.
I was too weak. Even if