"The 'full' Titanium lazily laid on the ground, resembling a large, irregularly shaped gelatinous creature."
However, it exuded an ancient and heavy sense of dignity.
"The might of the Red Dragon..."
Ronan stared at Titanium's transformation, his eyes flickering, "Even this legendary trait has been inherited?"
With this thought, Ronan suddenly stepped forward, took out a bottle, and quickly poured the amber-like liquid onto Titanium.
As the liquid fell, Titanium, which was already accumulating to its limit, finally broke through a certain threshold, suddenly emitting a strong fluctuation. Following this, it gradually transformed from its original brilliant golden color to a more noble and restrained dark gold hue.
"Dragon Marrow Quenching! Sixth Rank!"
Ronan casually tossed the potion bottle aside, his face beaming with joy.
The next second, Titanium let out a soft cry, voluntarily flew up from the ground, and swiftly rushed towards Ronan.
