He shot an arrow and fired a bullet at a spot not far from the Flying Dragon King.
The terrifying trembling of the bowstring was as thunderous as a lightning strike.
The Flying Dragon King was like a little chick being grabbed by the neck, his eyes filled with despair.
The Giant Dragon Bloodline granted him extraordinary discernment, allowing him to easily see the frightening magic aura emanating from the equipment.
Especially the taste of toxin emanating from that bow was fear-inducing even for him.
Flying Dragons possess a powerful Flying Dragon Venom, yet lack the ability to resist venom attacks.
"There's even this." Gaven's eyes shone with a bright blue radiance.
Hou!
The Flying Dragon King involuntarily let out a wretched howl, feeling as if a hand had stuffed into his head, brutally kneading, crushing every bit of brain matter inside.
When he regained his senses, he found himself spiraling down hundreds of meters, not far from the ground.
