"Wow~~~"
Berenice's small body burst into radiant light, swiftly transforming into her elven dragon form.
The roar that followed made everyone sweat. They seriously questioned if she was just there for comic relief.
"Long live the Dragon Empress!"
"The Empress reigns supreme across the Infinite Dimensions!"
...
The other dragons joined in her chant, their voices thundering in sync, pouring out exaggerated praise without hesitation.
"I regret not eating her when I had the chance."
Only Aeloria remained unimpressed, blood-red eyes narrowing as she snorted coldly.
There was something about Berenice that unsettled her—something different from any dragon she'd ever encountered.
Orson gave a bitter smile. He could understand Aeloria's killing intent.
According to Drunken Dream, if the Dark Dragon King Rebellion ever sacrificed himself, Berenice would ascend another tier—evolving into a full-fledged God Dragon.
