Lu Cang stood before the dragon's eyes.
He didn't continue his attack, but the aura he exuded was incredibly heavy.
"Are you going to spare its life?" An Su's voice echoed in his mind.
Lu Cang replied indifferently in his thoughts, 'Yes.'
'I still have many things to ask it.'
Killing it wouldn't grant him its Undead form. Otherwise, the top priority would have been to skip the chatter and just finish it off.
"Dragon."
"Submit to me, or... accept your defeat and die."
Lu Cang's tone was deep, carrying an irresistible threat.
This dragon hadn't fought him with the mindset of a friendly spar.
It had been trying to kill him, too.
If he weren't considering the potential benefits, Lu Cang would have dealt the killing blow just to vent his anger.
But unfortunately, there was nothing to be gained by killing it outright.
'Might as well maximize its usefulness.'
The surrounding Magic was sealed, and a War Spear reappeared in Lu Cang's hand.
