Chapter 405: Chapter 212 Remodeling Beast Body, Nine-headed Flood Dragon, It Actually Dares to Fight Back

It was on the airplane that Jack Clark thought of the Innate Space Rune.

Under the deep sea, within the Ice Crystal Palace, the Thunderflame Beheamoth lay on the steps, pondering the scale between the eyes of the Silver Giant Dragon.

The Silver Giant Dragon, feeling watched, shrank its neck and couldn't help but growl, "Brock Abbott, why do you keep staring at the Great Scythia?"

The Thunderflame Beheamoth came back to reality, its large mouth slightly open as it growled, "Nothing, I was just thinking."

"Growl! Really?" The Silver Giant Dragon was somewhat skeptical, always feeling like the Thunderflame Beheamoth was pondering something nefarious just before.

When the two Giant Beasts roared, even their low growls shook the palace and made the surrounding water surge.

Suddenly, the Thunderflame Beheamoth growled, "Scythia, could you lend me the space runes merged into the scales on your forehead for my contemplation?"