Deep scratches crisscrossed its body, as if slashed by countless sharp blades, with the edges of the wounds curling and exuding an acrid, bloody stench!
Cao Xing furrowed his brows, "Injured?"
"This is at least an eighth rank Giant Dragon, who could injure it?"
Not only him, but everyone else was also incredulous.
Cao Xing was filled with doubt, his heart shrouded in foreboding!
Before they could react, the dragon had already landed at the center of the territory, right in front of Cao Xing.
The combat personnel on the scene also gathered beside Cao Xing immediately.
They were worried about Cao Xing's safety, should the dragon suddenly attack, they'd need time to respond.
"Woo—woo—"
The Giant Dragon flapped its wings, emitting strange syllables from its mouth.
Cao Xing couldn't understand Dragon Speak, he could only see the urgency and pleading in its eyes.
Andrew, too, could not comprehend the dragon's language.
He tentatively stepped forward and asked.
