In the gray mist.
A fierce flying dragon soared across the sky, its tattered blood-red wings stretched over thirty meters long, larger than other subspecies of flying dragons. This was the Flying Dragon King-Blood Fang, a named and titled monster in Abyss City, immensely powerful. Although not a fated Legend, it was a Legendary Level monster. Its neck was slender, reminiscent of the mounts of the Ring Spirits from the Magic Ring, yet arguably more formidable, as Shawn had personally witnessed it hunting a massive nine-headed serpentine lizard.
To survive in the Bizarre Realm, even a roadside mutant bug poses a Monster Level threat and can easily take the life of an adult male.
Shawn was presently perched on the back of the Flying Dragon King-Blood Fang, facing Aemon, who was leisurely enjoying the scenery. Their group had flown over a thousand kilometers, yet Shawn was unsure of his current location.
