Duna's Condition
Leon plunged out of the clouds, and the surface ground came into sight.
The battle was long over, but the Blue Luans had yet to leave the devastated region outside the hanging Great Wall.
They stood on the giant carcasses of the Three-Legged Golden Crows with their heads raised victoriously.
Boom!
Suddenly, Leon landed heavily nearby.
"Human, you are still alive!" Bluewinter spoke with an awe-inspiring aura, "I heard you took an attack from the Peak Rank 2 Transcendent Three-Legged Golden Crow. I did not expect you were able to survive that. It seems you are quite the resilient one."
It was the majestic aura of a Paragon.
"Un, I was quite lucky and fortunate to have survived," Leon nodded calmly before he said, "Congratulations on becoming a Paragon…?"
"Bluewinter. You can call me, Bluewinter," The Paragon-level Blue Luan said coolly before adding, "You should hurry back to your people. You have been gone for an entire day."