Fang Hao cradled the Dragon Queen in one arm by her ribs, dragging her plump body back to the Troop Hiding Cave through the Gate of the Worlds.
It was only when the Gate of the Worlds closed that Fang Hao let out a sigh of relief.
The God of Hunting excelled in archery, and he was genuinely concerned that a few arrows might have followed them back.
Not many here could withstand a few of his arrows.
He laid the Dragon Queen down and began to inspect her wounds.
Besides the honeycomb-like wounds on her body, the most severe were the arrow wounds through her skull and neck.
The Dragon Clan's physique is indeed formidable.
Blood and fluids, red and white, oozed out, yet she had not perished.
Such arrows from the God of Hunting definitely had a restrictive effect on healing.
Otherwise, with the Dragon Clan's constitution, these injuries should be healing rapidly.
Now, even though the Dragon Queen was not dead, there were no signs of her wounds healing.
