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"Sir, Sir… We should run, this is an ancient magic beast close to the Heaven Realm!" Xiuban's voice was shaky. Although the pitiful knowledge of a Highland Beastman was far from enough to let Xiuban know about Orachiss, the instincts from the depths of his bloodline made the Draconic Beastman's hair stand up. He didn't need to know what this creature was, he only needed to know that it was difficult to deal with.

That bloody, sulfurous smell was like poison to Xiuban's Draconic and Beastman Bloodline. Just a whiff made him feel frightened stiff. If it hadn't been for Lin Yun's power, this gutless Draconic Beastman would have already bolted the moment he smelled that scent.

Orachiss, a descendant of an Ash Python and an Abyssal Demon, the mount of Moradin, the Blood King of the 72 Ancient Gods. It was hardly an exaggeration to say that regardless of the era, it was an existence that stood at the peak of Noscent.