Over the sea, surrounded by blood-colored flames, the nine-headed Flood Dragon, nearly two hundred meters in length, looked at the little creature in the claw of Thunderflame Emperor Dragon with hesitation in its eyes.
The nine heads of the Flood Dragon swayed, roaring uncertainly, "Roar Roar Roar!! Sesi, ah, that human, really, very strong?"
The Silver Giant Dragon, more than one hundred and sixty meters long and lying on the back of Thunderflame Emperor Dragon, looked back with some hesitation, "Roar! He should be strong, Tim Abbott never deceives dragons."
That said, even the Silver Giant Dragon was somewhat unsure at that moment.
After all, Jack Clark currently exuded only the aura of the early stage of Level 8 and appeared mild-mannered on the surface, without a trace of the 'fierceness' that one would associate with someone capable of killing a Level 9 Giant Beast across a major realm.