Chapter95-A Space Without Life

United in spirit, the sea race and the magic array underwent another transformation. 

The beast head atop Quincy's staff planted in the ground let out a mighty roar. 

A sparkling green light ball emerged from its mouth, swiftly growing into a creature resembling neither a snake nor a dragon, about ten meters in length. 

It had a long, pointed horn on its head, reminiscent of a demon escaped from hell.

"Our race's guardian beast – the Ocean-Origin Protodragon," Bessie exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe, larger than those of a cow. 

She gazed deeply at Quincy, her expression somewhat dazed.

"Who exactly are you?" she murmured, her mind drifting to the venerable grandmaster of her race.

The Ocean-Origin Protodragon circled above the group's heads before shooting upwards. 

As it disappeared into the depths of the sea, a massive bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

The sea race was thoroughly astonished.