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By the lake, the Evil Dragon felt like he was going insane.
Where did these strange people come from? Not only did they not breathe, but he couldn't even smell them. What surprised him even more was their incredible strength!
He was the Evil Dragon, the one who was supposed to swallow these people whole, but now he was forced to only defend himself.
He wanted to leave here as soon as possible, afraid that the two Humans would show up, not to mention they had a monster with them. He dared not linger.
But the reality was, he couldn't get away.
Although he could defeat these few people, he'd tried. He clawed one of them viciously, but they seemed to feel no pain. Whether knocked down or their hearts pierced, they would still leap up and continue the fight.
Moreover, the wounds on their bodies healed rapidly, as if they'd never been hurt.
Such astonishing healing ability, he'd never seen it, not even on demonic beasts.
"Monsters, they're simply monsters!"
