Claws of Doom
Shenron roared.
Instantly, he transformed into a huge purple dragon—the Dragon God form.
"Die!"
He attacked without thinking of any consequences.
Ethan looked at the incoming attack like nothing.
"A purple dragon, huh? I heard dragon meat is very nutritious. I wonder how it feels to taste a purple dragon," Ethan muttered.
But both Lucifer and Shenron could hear what he was muttering.
"Is this man for real? He doesn't feel any pressure from this mad dragon at all? How is this even possible? Even I am feeling overwhelmed. This bastard must have consumed another origin stone in the past eon," Lucifer thought.
But Shenron had lost all sense of rationality.
Dragons are very proud creatures, and Shenron was the ancestor of them. Of course, he was the proudest among all dragons.
Shenron's claw arrived an inch away from Ethan. He was still not moving.
"Is he actually frozen by fear? Or can't he see Shenron's attack?" Lucifer was really curious.
