The blood dragon was the embodiment of his killing intent and rage, identical to his own nature. They could die, but never suffer humiliation. The Nine-Headed Mad Snake and other ferocious beasts were completely provoking Ye Chen's bottom line.
Ye Chen believed that if the blood dragon knew he was going through all this, it would never let itself be humiliated like that.
"Blood Dragon, wake up for me!"
Ye Chen roared in fury. He stared at the blood dragon with overwhelming killing intent towards the three ferocious beasts. He wished to replace the blood dragon on the battlefield himself, even at the cost of his life, to make those arrogant beasts pay the price.
At that moment, the blood dragon in a coma seemed to hear Ye Chen's voice, discerning the infinite killing intent contained within his words.
"Ah!"
