The players had peculiar expressions, while the Red Dragon appeared noticeably hesitant.
Even if it was more arrogant, when faced with the forces of a True God, it had to weigh its own strength carefully.
However, this situation was soon interrupted by a clear and excited dragon roar:
"RUA——!!!"
"Did I hear there's a Red Dragon coming? Where, where?"
Amidst a howl of fierce wind, Black Dragon Mairrel arrived.
It flapped its bat wings, which spanned dozens of meters, and on its back, as always, was the Mage player Little Xian Miao.
"Mairrel, slow down! I'm going to fall off!"
Little Xian Miao exclaimed.
"Uh... sorry..."
Mairrel's momentum faltered, and it slowly descended onto the square.
"Black Dragon?"
A flash of surprise appeared in the eyes of Red Dragon Tibilia.
"Red Dragon?"
A curious gleam flitted through Mairrel's gaze.
