Then he jumped off the red python, commanding sharply, "Get down here, and shrink to a smaller size!"
The red python let out a mournful cry in its heart.
All this time, it had been the king of this mountain range, when had it ever been so humiliated?
But... its snake eyes looked at the figure below, full of fear.
In a flash, it flew down and... quickly started to shrink in size.
"Why can you use Demonic Power? Other demon beasts can't!"
The figure looked at the red python, whose half-crushed head had already fully recovered, and asked.
"I don't know!"
The red python shook its head, "As soon as I became conscious, I could use Spiritual Power. I don't really know the specifics."
On this point, it was truly not lying.
Upon hearing this, the figure frowned slightly.
"Judging by its demeanor, it doesn't seem to be lying. Then what's really going on?"
His gaze turned to the magnolia trees in front of him, and after a long while, his eyes fell back on the red python.
