The Black Dragon was none other than Mairrel, who had long possessed the ability to transform and had been waiting outside Morning Star City for a long time.
The players summoned by the statue this time were all top Silver Lower level experts who had accepted the mission.
As the most easily persuadable NPC, Mairrel was naturally regarded by the players as the best trump card for this operation.
Hmm... the appearance fee was ten whole roasted lambs specially made by the Northeast elder brother.
Having consumed the golden divine blood provided by Eve and digested part of its energy, at this moment, the Little Black Dragon had completely transcended the Golden Rank and leaped into a true legend.
No, perhaps calling it the Little Black Dragon was no longer appropriate.
At this moment, Mairrel's stature, even among Legendary Black Dragons, was undeniably majestic.
The pressure brought by the Black Dragon was immense.
Screams were echoing from all parts of Morning Star City.
