C194 Only after It Died Would the Real Beginning Begin!

"Roar!"

A ferocious roar erupted from the swirling smoke and dust. In the blink of an eye, a tempestuous wind, like a whirlpool, scattered the surrounding sand. Igrel unfurled his massive silver dragon wings, his left foot firmly planted on the abdomen of the black creature, crushing the tiny bugs still clinging to it.

"Rip!"

Igrel's golden vertical pupils narrowed sharply