Looking at his entirely pitch-black body, the Dragon Spirit almost couldn't hold it together and nearly went berserk again.
But the Dragon Spirit had a rebellious streak, so when he heard the disdainful voice of the Demon-locking Tower's Artifact Spirit, he immediately felt that the pitch black wasn't so hard to accept.
"You creature with no sense of aesthetics, who can't even separate your own body, you'd better shut that foul mouth of yours!"
Poked right where it hurt, the Dragon Spirit was quite vengeful, knowing exactly where to strike to wound the Demon-locking Tower Artifact Spirit.
Sure enough, the Demon-locking Tower Artifact Spirit was caught off guard too.
[I'm going all out!!!]
The huge dragon shadow that the Dragon Spirit had just re-gathered suddenly weakened again due to the Demon-locking Tower Artifact Spirit's meddling.
It looked as though it might fall apart at any moment.
