The Shadow Dragon laughed loudly: "Now I finally understand Gogomola, why he would have such thoughts, but seeing fools like you, I also want to kill you all, leaving none behind."
"Some people not only have stubborn thoughts but also wrong ones. Yet, they are self-righteous, holding power and strength, standing in front of all beings pursuing the right path. Such beings should be thoroughly destroyed, both mentally and physically, completely annihilated!"
A burst of wild laughter emanated from the Shadow Dragon's mouth, its chilling murderous intent nearly tangible, like the wind of the Frosty Winter Plains, blowing across thousands of miles, reaching the south.
"Aren't you Karon Gogomola, Emperor of the Golden Empire, King of the Northern Dragon Group?"
The dragon language echoed like thunder, as the Mature Golden Dragon Nasuye leaned down its head, like a golden little sun hanging in the sky.
