"Is this... the carcass of an Earth attribute dragon of the King Stage..."
Feeling the force of the opponent that still sent shivers down his spine despite its downfall, Cancan couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then, bravely raising one claw, he took his first step forward.
Then came the second step, and the third.
Eventually, Cancan reached the opponent.
It was a dragon about fifty meters long, covered in earth-yellow scales, with a pair of incredibly sharp claws that made one's heart pound. With Cancan's current length of twenty-seven meters, he still looked like a tender child in front of it.
The dragon's body had no wounds, and its body seemed remarkably intact. Only a pair of pupils that had lost their focus were wide open, filled with congealed blood, making it look like it had a purple-red film over it, an especially gruesome sight.
Looking at it, Cancan remembered his own Evolution Ritual.