The so-called Dragon God’s aura suddenly became weird. His entire body seemed to emit fierce black colored dragon aura. The powerful aura felt oppressive like it came from hell. His face, especially. It has a perilous tinge in of a feminine aura.
Rody made a decision from the powerful presence.
‘I cannot fight this guy in my current state!’
'But…a Dragon God?'
‘Do the dragons really have a God? If the dragons really have a God, shouldn’t it be the Mystic Dragon?’ Realizing this, Rody suddenly felt relaxed.
‘Now, confronting any self-proclaimed God, I definitely cannot win especially when they are God-ranked. However, since I can confirm that he is not God-ranked, there may still be some hope.’
He who strikes first gains the advantage. This was what the teacher had taught him the first day he learned swordsmanship. It was used especially when he was at a disadvantage.