Evil Wing's cruel gaze had already locked tightly onto the motionless figure below.
Its somewhat intelligent brain understood that as long as it could pounce on and kill that person, dinner tonight would include an extra delicacy.
Its master would surely prepare a lavish, delicious feast of Green Light Stones for it!
At the thought of this, scorching drool dripped from Evil Wing's enormous maw lined with metallic fangs.
With an earthshaking roar, the twenty-meter-long Mechanical Dragon bared its fangs wide as flames began to flicker in its throat.
It could no longer hold back its fire breath.
Whenever it got excited, it breathed fire.
But at that moment, it sensed a cold, sinister presence behind it.
Already familiar with its master's combat style, it let out an unwilling roar and flipped its wings, allowing that thick emerald trail to streak past its belly!
That was not a beam of light. The emerald trail was merely the mark left by a Green Light Stone as it flew past.
What delicious food. Yet now, everything was for the sake of ambushing that damned human below.
A precious Green Light Stone was about to be wasted!
At that thought, Evil Wing grew even more enraged. It flapped its wings fiercely again, and dozens of thrusters at the rear of its folded dragon wings opened at once.
Black mist erupted, and Evil Wing's speed doubled again in an instant.
It had to prove its worth. It would crush its opponent before that damned goat-headed thing's attack arrived, then seize that Green Light Stone in its jaws.
It could already feel that wonderful flavor blossoming across its tongue.
Naturally, the Three-Faced Beast saw all of this.
"That stupid dragon."
Asmodeus's chest heaved. He could barely suppress his fury, yet he could not vent it.