And then—
A surge of draconic might, even more violent than before, crashed down from above!
Seraphina's figure plummeted from the sky like a meteor, slamming into Gathramor with the full force of her unleashed Dragon God aura.
"You dare come back?" Her voice was low and cold. "Die."
The sheer pressure of her arrival forced Ethan to take a few steps back.
This Seraphina was no longer the same as before.
Her Dragon God form had fully stabilized.
And with the long-term nourishment of the golden liquid, her aura had stepped firmly into early Tier 28.
Even Gathramor was pushed back half a step by the sudden impact.
He narrowed his eyes—but a slow smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Well, well…"
"So the Dragon God seed I left in you back then… actually hatched."
Seraphina's jaw clenched so hard it cracked.
"You planted that thing in me just so you could drain my power once I matured!"
"Too bad—" she sneered. "You didn't expect I'd devour it instead, did you?"
