The Ash Dragon lay painfully on the ground, its entire body covered with dark green poison, breathing laboriously.
Behind the Ash Dragon, there were still some ice shards not yet completely dispersed by the flames.
"You stupid boar! How dare you attack me!"
The Ash Dragon cursed the plague source using the dragon language.
Tang Xian thought, this must be the so-called "pig teammate," a true pig teammate indeed.
The plague source still hadn't recovered from what had just happened.
Tang Feiji mocked,
"You two despicable and stupid creatures, although I could easily kill you, playing with you is indeed more pleasurable."
"Alright, stop boasting, the plague source isn't dead yet. But this guy can't fly, and is only suited for ambush; it should be no match for you in a head-on fight, so don't get cocky and lose."
Tang Xian felt much more at ease.
The plague source shouted angrily,
"What exactly have you done?"
The dragon soared into the sky, and Tang Xian didn't explain.