Clash of Giant Dragons

The two Giant Dragons tangled in Mid-air for a moment before separating.

This was a level of impact no human could withstand.

Old Man Ban was still clinging tightly to Alcasas's body, but it wasn't due to his own strength.

*Damn it!! That's one hell of an impact!!*

Old Man Ban frowned slightly at the Psychic Power communication that echoed in his head.

Con.

If not for Con's Telekinesis, Old Man Ban would have been flung off long ago.

Ban looked at Daloran, the Mad Dragon, who had fallen to the Floor.

Daloran, who had been flailing, unable to regain his senses from the significant impact of the Body Slam, eventually came to and rose to his feet.

Daloran's red body was covered in a thick, dark crimson liquid, distinct from the color of his scales...