Bab 317: The Long-Lost Voice

When Mr. White was exhausted, Leng San brought him back into the runic seal on his chest as before.

“At least I didn't come to the tower in vain. Mr. White is no different from one of my abilities. The strength that Mr. White has gained is best for me,” Leng San muttered with a smile.

Leng San glanced at the Azure Dragon King again.

His glance at the Azure Dragon King reminded Leng San of one matter, which was the initial information about the Leng Clan that Leng San had heard from the Tenth of the Martial Federation (*).

‘A huge reptile. Even looking from the sky at a distance of two hundred kilometers, one can clearly see its body!! It was flying over the center of the battlefield. Its size, from one’s estimation, was not lower than two thousand meters; otherwise, it could not be seen so clearly from a distance.