Chapter 613: Taming the Azure Flood Dragon

When Salvatore Casson nodded at him, the Flying General nodded back hard, then shot into the air and skimmed toward the lake. It circled above the water again and again, ranging as far as a few dozen miles out. Salvatore waited off to the side, watching for any change on the surface. Blackie stared just as intently. After swallowing Divine Flesh, its strength had surged. It was itching to show off, to make sure its master finally took it seriously. On the Flying General's third loop, a massive...