"Hogla, in Giant Dragon Language, means sovereign."
Hogla looked at Richard, as a chaos of memories kept surging in her mind.
These memories, imprinted in her Bloodline, were meant to be absorbed by her gradually as she grew.
But under this sudden terrifying pressure, her instinct for survival caused these memories, which should have appeared in an orderly fashion, to flood into Hogla's brain all at once, in an attempt to find a suitable plan for escape.
However, the young dragon's still undeveloped brain could not withstand such an assault.
Under the torrent of copious memories, Hogla lay on the ground like a dead fish, her gaze lifeless, her expression vacant, and drool even flowing from the corner of her mouth.
"What's wrong with this young dragon? I just intimidated her a little, and she seems to have broken."
Richard looked at Hogla somewhat dumbfounded, after having delivered his threats, he had expected the Giant Dragon to shout or retort.
