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... but they hid underground like cowards.

The most aggrieved thing was that its huge body made it could not dive into the ground at all.

If it was a Dragon King, it could be transformed into a human shape, which was much more convenient. How could these three weak humans escape?

‘If I can transform into a human being, they would die!’

The red dragon was furious. 𝒇𝔯e𝚎𝘄𝑒𝑏𝙣𝑜𝚟𝗲𝑙.c𝘰𝚖

It breathed crazily towards the ground.

The ground nearby w ...

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