For several consecutive days, the torrential rain continuously enveloped the wilderness, but its raging momentum finally began to gradually subside.
The once heavy rain curtain connecting the heavens and earth now turned into a fine silver thread, pattering down and tapping on the rocks and vegetation. In the depths of the moist soil, seeds that had long been dormant greedily sucked in the moisture, gathering energy for germination and growth.
At this time, it was already three days after the encounter with the Red Copper Dragon.
Back then, after Galos left behind words like "I will return," the Red Copper Dragon turned and left, and Galos did not stop it.
In his eyes.
This Red Copper Dragon was like a gift package that would occasionally visit and bring treasures and equipment, and it seemed quite pleasing to him.
As for the words spoken by the Red Copper Dragon about defeating him.
Galos was indifferent.
