The gust of wind blew in, lifting Xia Pingzhou's long hair. He leaned down, pressing close to the Paper Dragon's spine, his eyes lowered as he gazed at the island below.
The kimono-clad girl silently raised her hand and clutched his sleeve tightly, as if afraid he would fall off the dragon's back and meet his end.
From an altitude of two hundred meters, the entire island's situation was visible at a glance.
When Xia Pingzhou saw the situation on the island clearly, his expression showed slight surprise. He had expected the battle to finish quickly, but not with this outcome.
At this moment, over the ocean, the grand silhouette of the Loch Ness Monster emerged at twilight, drenched in an endless stream of black muddy water, obscuring its true form.
