The Wind God Winged Dragon King's massive corpse lay sprawled on the ground, the horrifying hole in its chest still smoldering with black smoke. A strange scent, a mixture of cooked meat and blood, filled the air.
A few patches of scale armor on Sun's enormous golden body had been torn by gales, leaving behind white scars. However, the fiery rage in its golden eyes had gradually subsided, replaced by the exhilarating satisfaction of a battle well-fought.
It shook its head and let out a low roar, as if declaring its victory.
"Coal Ball, time to get to work."
Raylo's voice shattered the post-battle silence.
A black shadow shot out from behind Baofeng. It was the Space Young Dragon, Coal Ball.
It circled twice around the Wind God Winged Dragon King's hill-sized corpse, its small eyes glinting with greed and excitement.
It opened its mouth, and an invisible vortex rapidly expanded in front of it. A powerful suction enveloped the Winged Dragon King's corpse.
