103 Chapter103-Erin's Trace

No sooner had the statue made its appearance than the black protodragon grew restless.

It surged forward, its body shooting like an arrow from a bow.

Already fast, its full-speed approach was like a galloping horse, almost catapulting to the ground.

In just a breath, it had landed in front of Quincy.

"You thief, the God Descending Spell is inherently evil, full of hidden dangers. Now you dare to use it before me; are you seeking death?" 

For the first time, the previously emotionless black protodragon's voice betrayed anger.

Quincy remained motionless, eyes closed, muttering under his breath.

Owen could faintly hear something like "...descend, O deity, I crave for blood... not yet dead... to extinction..." 

The incantations seemed shrouded in divine secrecy, indecipherable to Owen.

"Is this the God Descending Spell?" he wondered, stroking his chin.

"The black protodragon seems furious."