Golden light slowly rose from the Little Black Dragon's body, purifying the sludge that imprisoned it, as a majestic and sacred aura descended upon the ruins.
"Divine Descent Technique? How is this possible?!"
Watching the Black Dragon's aura suddenly change and sensing the unique pressure of a True God, the dragon-shaped phantom couldn't help but exclaim.
This dragon-shaped phantom was none other than the Despair Dragon Nidhogg lurking in Fengye Territory.
At this moment, this mythical creature that had survived since ancient times widened its illusory eyes, disbelief written all over its face.
The being opposing her from the shadows was actually a True God!
And this True God had used a dragon to perform the Divine Descent Technique!
This... how could it be?
From previous observations, Nidhogg had almost guessed which entity was behind those "elves."
She thought it was most likely the Death God Hela, forever trapped in the Netherworld!
