Sky Piercing Peak summit—
Dark clouds were abundant, the circling storm enshrouding everything, the pitch-black mountaintop illuminated by the red glow of Dragon Thunder.
A shadow burst forth from the storm, the Storm Dragon King circled in the sky before slowly descending.
As Mo Fei reverted to his human form, that mysterious voice also rang in his ears.
Mysterious voice, "Welcome—Dragon Feaster, it seems you have gained another harvest. Your efficiency astonishes me. Present your sacrifice."
Mo Fei didn't waste words, slowly placing Borelius's Dragon Heart onto the altar. The frosty aura radiating from the Dragon Heart coated the stone altar with a layer of frost, as if even the air around it had frozen.
Mysterious voice, "The rebellious Borelius, heh, I didn't expect it to be the second one you've gotten your hands on. Are you ready, Dragon Feaster? Ready to chew that flesh, to Devour that soul?"
Aidan (Dragon Feaster), "I am ready."