"It was a... a dragon... made of pure flame."
He struggled to find the words, trying to describe a sight that was beyond his comprehension.
"That Fire Dragon... it flew out of the courtyard of Villa Nine. It was nearly five meters long, with wings, and its form was so condensed it looked solid."
"It circled in the air and spat fireballs from its mouth. The speed was incredible, like... like the Garrison Army's six-barreled Vulcan cannon!"
"Finally, it let out a silent roar, plunged headfirst into the lake... and then... this happened."
The three of them were stunned.
The "machine-gun Fire Dragon," described from a Martial Artist's perspective, was far more shocking than any purely magical description.
"A Demon Beast's Transformation?"
'No, there's no residual Demon Core aura,' Su Qinghe mused. 'A High Tier Contracted Beast losing control?'
"I don't think so."
Chen Beixuan, however, had caught the key piece of information.
He followed Old Liu's gaze.
