"A black dragon?" Chen Feng sat in the room, muttering to himself.
Li Linhua revealed a piece of news that even surprised him: on the land of Quanzhou, there was actually a giant dragon lurking.
Her ability is to soothe insects, and based on this ability, she has the ability to communicate with them. Through some understanding, she might be the only informer in this base.
Black Dragon.
Right in the heart of those monsters, the creatures would often feed each other with blood, and at certain times, they would even kneel on the ground in some kind of prayer posture.
It was time for Chen Feng to make a choice.
Either stay here, wait for the ships of Order to safely pick up these survivors, or follow the initial plan to attack the monsters' camp, which might trigger an attack from a dragon.
There's an unwritten rule in nature.
The strong are respected.
