CHAPTER 245 The back of the demonic dragon Ambroxsa was wide. The center of that back—covered in black, murky scales—looked like a desolate rocky wasteland. Ambroxsa thrashed wildly in the air. To keep from being swept away by the razor-sharp wind, Mikael clung tightly to a protruding ridge of scales. Ambroxsa’s eyes glowed a vivid red. [Hideous watchdog! To think...
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