"Rest assured, I won't kill you today, we won't bring up the cause of this battle, and from now on, all grudges between you and Scythia are written off."
The Nine-headed Flood Dragon, which had thought it was doomed today, was taken aback and let out a weak sigh of relief.
The battles among Mutated Creatures are brutal. The beasts that lose and cannot run away often face death, just like the Mutated Beasts that once faced it.
But as a basic survival instinct, it didn't want to die if it could avoid it.
The Thunderflame Beheamoth then growled lowly, "You are strong and have my approval, I wonder if you would be interested in joining the Dragon Palace?"
The Nine-headed Dragon struggled, and all nine heads growled at the same time, causing chaotic overlapping sounds, "Roar roar roar!! Dragon Palace, what, is, it?"