"No! This is impossible! This Evil Dragon... how can it have such strength... and... it's so big...
The last time I saw it five years ago, I clearly remember that its size was only comparable to Amir, but now, why, why in just five short years, has this Evil Dragon grown to such a terrifying extent?
This is not magic at all!"
In the distance, Viss's hair was disheveled, and she was covered in dirt, lying in a pile of grass. In the recent impact, because she was in the air, the damage she suffered was much less than the demons on the ground.
But despite this, she still felt her insides shifting! Blood spurting from her mouth from time to time!
Her body had been strengthened by Lord Zod! Enough to rival at least a 6-7 level Abyss Demon, but...
Looking at the Evil Dragon standing tall on the earth, and the ground in the distance completely piled with blood, smoke, and broken bodies, Viss's eyes were fixated on the dragon, yet she fell into deep thought.
