บท 151: The Powerful Elven Tribe

When Mike noticed Caesar's injuries after his return, he realized that the situation was extraordinary.

Caesar, the Undead Dragon. The aura of the undead was enough to make all auras wither.

If the king-tier Caesar wanted to hide, it would not be so easy for even sage-level enemies to discover him.

"Reporting to my Lord, your subordinate has indeed suffered some minor injuries, but it's nothing serious!"

Caesar quickly lowered his head and said respectfully to Mike.

Mike's brows were furrowed.

Ever since his Dragon Castle was built, the giant dragon would crush any prey it faced. Not to mention getting injured, it had never even suffered a loss.

His dragon army had always been very rare due to the fact that they were the only top-tier army. In addition, every single dragon was extremely focused on him.