The Dragon Fall Mountain Peak suddenly fell silent.
Only three adventurers remained.
"Lin Da of the Eye of True Knowledge, I will make excellent use of your corpse."
Delgon stood proudly atop the magical dragon, looking down at Lin Da from above: "Killed by your own friend—how ironic. But at the end of the day, I, Delgon, am Xilin's true companion. Just look how well I treat her."
With that, Delgon bent down and gently stroked the magical dragon's head.
The dragon narrowed its eyes and snorted a plume of hot air, seemingly responding to Delgon. However, when its dark golden pupils turned to Lin Da, they revealed only cold indifference.
"Ha ha ha, what kind of friendship can compare to my spells?"
Delgon laughed, his voice full of arrogance and disdain.
Lin Da remained expressionless, his icy gaze as frigid as the winds of the Extreme North Icefield.
To stroke the magical dragon's head… right in front of him...
Delgon's actions amounted to dancing atop his reverse scale.
