The Giant Dragon circling in the sky gently flapped its massive wings, its movements smooth and graceful.
Losa had flown before and had transformed into a Giant Dragon before, but every time he used the dragon's body in battle previously, he always felt a disconnect. Compared to now, it felt like he was piloting a giant exoskeleton mech.
But now, he had completely merged with the mech.
True Dragon Transformation was no longer just a transformation technique for him.
He was the True Dragon.
Familiar with his own strength, Losa curled the Tail-Cutting Dragon in his hand into a ball and tossed it toward the people below like bowling.
"It seems the lord is impatient now."
Jeanne's eyes flashed with a dangerous light. The little flag was too inflated now; although they'd fought side by side many times before, Jeanne always felt that if possible, Losa should sit in the rear, listening to the reports of victories brought by them.
