"Master, the King of Centaurs from the Wasteland seeks an audience."
In the center of the expansive Dragon Pool, amidst the swirling water vapor, a smooth black rock spanning nearly a kilometer floats on the surface.
Upon the black rock, the gigantic Black Dragon paused its cultivation and opened its amber vertical eyes to look at Sofia, the Dragon Maid bringing the news,
"The King of Centaurs?" Udi was somewhat puzzled, wondering why this guy was looking for him.
After contemplating, Udi decided to meet with him.
After all, he is a legend.
"Yes." Sofia retreated.
Soon enough, the light sound of clopping hooves could be heard.
Udi looked over.
Similar in build to ordinary Centaur Warriors, with a height of about two meters and seventy-eight, but the aura of this King of Centaurs was quite impressive. He had deep blue eyes, carefree half-curled black hair, a hooked nose, a rugged face, and numerous scars marking his body.
Power surged within him, with no attempt to hide it.
