CH181 The Dragon That Shouldn't Be
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"Don't you dare covet the treasure of the Dragon Race, human boy!"
Alex clutched his head as the thunderous voice boomed in his mind.
Still reeling from the backlash, he gritted his teeth.
He had neither the support of his mana nor the bolster of his Spiritual Force to shield his mind from such overwhelming force. The voice was not only telepathic—it echoed with a pressure that felt all too physical, resonating through his skull and brain.
His knees threatened to buckle from the vertigo that followed, but he held firm—relying on sheer willpower and stubborn grit to withstand the unseen pressure.
Turning towards the source of the voice, Alex's eyes narrowed.
From the horizon came a silver Winged serpent, sleek and sinuous, its three-metre long body glided effortlessly through the air. When it arrived, its forty-centimetre girth and four-metre wingspan cast an ominous shadow over Alex and the entrance to the drake's den.
