"A bunch of waste, looks like I'll have to step in myself—"
Looking at the scarlet figure shrouded in flames in the distance, Tiamat's expression grew more twisted and menacing.
It had not expected this Variant Dragon to possess such unpredictable tactics, managing to evade Its pursuit and break through the encirclement of thousands of five-colored dragons.
If It did not possess the authority of the Evil Dragon God, enabling it to know the general information of each five-colored dragon and having personally witnessed the rise of the Ashen Emperor, Tiamat would never believe this Variant Dragon had lived for less than forty years.
Forty years, for an average giant dragon, is merely a nap's length; for a Dragon God of Tiamat's caliber, it wouldn't even qualify as a brief slumber.
Yet, in those same forty years, Cassius grew from a dragon egg into the renowned Ashen Emperor, the most powerful giant dragon on the Fianso Continent.
