The Golden Dragon-Lion, The Raging Giant

This was an emerald-green lake that looked just like a bright pearl embedded in the sea of forests that extended forever into the horizon.

The waters were clean and clear, with ripples going through the surface.

A light breeze caressed one's face as waters rippled.

All around it were dense, lush reeds. They grew in bunches that circled around and blocked the lake from view.

Moo!

Moo!

All of a sudden, the howls of beasts traveled over.

A 20-meters-long ox-type Magical Beast covered head to toe in black bristles and with six hooves, a python-like tail, and a single horn on its head laid prostrate in the reeds as it produced sad and shrill cries—it was the Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, the Black-Eyed Ox-Python!

At the moment, it was in a rather bad spot. A Sky-Ripping Giant Armored Crocodile had actually clamped its jaws onto the Black-Eyed Ox-Python's tail and was holding it in a death grip in an attempt to drag it into the lake.