章節 118: Red Maple Genius Camp

Amy nodded.

"Yes, I saw what the mirage dragon looks like. It's a big one, golden-green in color, and it looks a little scary ... And very cruel!"

Then, she looked at the serious-looking Adams and asked curiously, 

"Great-grandfather, is there a problem with seeing a mirage dragon?"

Adams was silent for a moment before he slowly said, 

"The Misty Forest's mist has appeared since a long time ago, and the masters of the various races of White Cloud Continent have always wanted to explore the secrets of the mist. However, even battle-emperors and battle-sages had died in it. Although the dead experts said that the mirage dragon killed them, they could only see a scale and a claw of the mirage dragon in the fog. No one had ever seen the mirage dragon's full appearance. But ..."

Adams turned to Amy, and his eyes flickered.