"There's actually a Plane Dragon here?"
Nasha noticed the petite Elf Dragon, and her surprise and curiosity deepened.
Plane Dragons are hardly found even on the entire Bernardo Planet.
What kind of charm does this guy possess?
She couldn't help but take another careful look at the Red Iron Dragon in front of her, her gaze sweeping over his strong and graceful muscular lines, the rugged and dangerous structure of his body, and feeling the contradictory aura of danger and calmness that emanated from him.
From just an observational point of view, it was indeed flawless.
One could immediately feel his overwhelming power and imposing presence from the first glance.
"Galos..."
The Golden Dragon softly repeated this name, as if savoring its underlying significance.
Then she raised her head, stretched her limbs, which still tingled from being suppressed, and felt the lingering soreness, saying: "As a Martial Dragon myself, I seriously considered the Star Self Path."
