Princess Pelagia faced Xu Yang head-on, putting on an imposing stance. She spread her massive wings, emanating waves of dragon power, enough to send shivers down the spine of an ordinary person.
Fear of mystical creatures is an instinct that dwells deep in the genes of humans. However, Xu Yang had long surpassed the realm of ordinary people, having seen many scenes of greater magnificence, and thus he remained undisturbed.
"There must be a way," Xu Yang conjectured.
"Of course, there is," Princess Pelagia paced around Xu Yang before stopping, "but talking more is of no use, you must try to make contact with a true dragon yourself. Now, tell me, engineer, do you remember what Wei Shiyue's horns looked like?"
"Slender, slightly parted to the sides, with petite curves, remarkably smooth," Xu Yang recalled Wei Shiyue's dragon form, how she had incinerated fleets, "Moon-white in color, like a semi-transparent gem, growing brighter towards the ends."