Chapter 152—Rampaging Dragon
'He changed to the first true language of Dragon Tongue,' Slime#47 mused, frowning.
Strong beings move faster than light; spoken words wouldn't reach opponents in the battle, making normal communication useless.
But true language is spoken through mana, allowing communication even at speeds beyond light.
'He doesn't want to waste time,' he noted, clicking his tongue.
With true language, thousands of exchanges could happen in less than a minute.
In the Crimson Drago language, he replied, "I just wanted to know the power of the strongest slime."
The dragon narrowed his eyes and asked, "As a slime, you don't know the power of Remora?"
"Well, I am from the future," Slime#47 replied, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't know about the current time—the past for me."
"Hmm," the dragon nodded. After a moment, he frowned.
"Wait—Remora is very powerful… He should be alive in your time, right?" he hissed, glaring sharply at Young Slime.
