I’m a Demon Dragon from the Prehistoric Times, and I Need Magic Crystals to Buy Gift Bags in League of Legends

"Wow! Look at that dragon!" The elves talked among themselves in the crowd.

"Isn't he very powerful? When he came to the shop, the sky changed colors." Rowling looked at the dragon and said curiously.

"We didn't know that he is so cowardly!" Sala said, "I wonder where he came from… he pretended to be scary but in fact isn't powerful at all!"

Beside them, Elder Sewell nodded and said, "I saw such dragons before. Usually, black dragons of this age have level 8 or level 9 strength. It probably hasn't reached adulthood yet and is definitely not a powerful dragon."

Obviously, Elder Sewell was knowledgeable, and her words were convincing. "At most, he is at the early stage saint-level; no higher."

Lying on the ground, this black dragon twitched his ears and heard the people's comments the moment he woke up.

"Cowardly?!"

"Not powerful at all…?"

"Perhaps he hasn't reached adulthood?!"