That voice was like thunder, and just a breath later, the top of the castle was breached, and the owner of the voice had already appeared in Black Fort.
It was a burly, bald-headed man with his thick beard tied together, his body covered in fiery red patterns, within which golden energy flowed.
From a distance, it looked as if scorching hot magma was coursing through him.
On this man, Roger felt a familiar pressure.
It was a dragon.
The blood of the top predator coursed through his veins.
"I never thought you would deceive everyone."
The Burly Man eyed Green with his eyebrows raised.
"A vampire bat?"
"Honestly, although I detest the smell of your kind, I hold no prejudice against vampires."
"But you shouldn't have hurt Angela!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Burly Man furiously smashed down!
His hand hadn't even come close to Green when the floor of the hall began to melt. Green dodged the Burly Man's attack while swinging the Sword of Destiny.