The surrounding small black holes and ether flow were slowly absorbed by this sphere, actually forming a small planet.
However, compared to the universe of Horn's homeland, this planet obviously did not undergo a continuous compression process and is relatively much more loose.
Rather than a planet, it is more like a cloud of stardust glued together with many dragon corpses.
The dragon corpses fell in battle, their companions had no time to lay them to rest, so they had to be initially thrown onto that planet.
Horn looked over through the eyes of the green dragon, feeling increasingly familiar with the shape of the piled dragon corpses.
Main peak, side peaks, north-south orientation, even valleys formed by varying heights...
"Dragon Sleep Mountain Range?" This thought emerged in Horn's mind.
The battle continued, and the number of giant dragons was dwindling, but fortunately, the Witch's meat sphere was also slowly shrinking.
