152 Winterfells Crisis (1/2)
”This feeling… is like the power source of the Dark King! The Almighty God's initial creation…”
Eggface, who was stuck in the middle of the round table, shouted when he saw the pupils of the Huge Dragon.
Sherlock frowned and asked the gamers behind him, ”What is he talking about?”
Peasant, who was free of Sherlock's restraint, said, ”Eggface said that the Huge Dragon is his dad.”
”Why did Sherlie ask us questions? Are we in the Plot Animation too?” BurningChestHair asked NotWearingPants.
”The gamer's interactivity is 100% real. I've played for three months, and I'm not surprised,” NotWearingPants said calmly.
Nobody bothered with the chatting of a few Gnomes and a Houndhead Man as there was a Huge Dragon around.
The large eyes blinked and went away. Suddenly, there was a booming sound.
A large wall of the Meeting Hall was pulled out from left to right by the Huge Dragon.
Everyone could clearly see the Huge Dragon outside the Meeting Hall.
A 100-meter long Huge Dragon, whose body was covered with black scales and who had a Lizard head that was grown with spikes around the silhouette. Compared to the rounded and plump Eggface, the Huge Dragon was a closer picture of malevolence and terror.
Outside the building, there were many terrified screams.
”Gosh… it's ultra-realistic. It's more awesome than watching the Dragons in 'Game of Thrones'…” Sylvanas looked at the Huge Dragon and said.
”Don't mention 'Game of Thrones'. It makes me mad.” Though NotWearingPants was looking and taking screenshots of the Huge Dragon, he was babbling at a fast pace.
”Speaking of 'Game of Thrones', do you know about the third season of 'Westworld'?” BurningChestHair asked.
”Yes, I have the film source,” Arthur said.
”What are you talking about?” Peasant looked at the Huge Dragon and asked, puzzled.
The four Gnomes and the Houndhead Man were chatting softly as they enjoyed the Plot Animation and the realistic modeling of the Huge Dragon.
Every creature was solemn and got ready to fight. The Orc and Werewolf servants of the Devil Lords were more or less fearful of the Huge Dragon. However, the five servants of Sherlock weren't afraid.
Even if the others weren't aware, it wasn't difficult to see that.
As everyone looked back at Sherlock, he was sitting in his chair, looking composed.
”First, I have to clarify.” Sherlock crossed his legs and his palms, which he placed on his knees. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”How do you prove that this young Black Dragon is your child?”
”Kid.”
”Dad!”
Sherlock frowned when he saw the Huge Dragon and the small Dragon interacting intimately.
”Then I'll clarify my stand. I didn't steal your kid. Like I said, your child broke into my private gold vault and is serving his sentence in my Dungeon. This is his claw-printed repentance record.”
Sherlock took out a piece of paper. With the help of Mana, it floated towards the Huge Dragon.
”I know that our regulations are not binding to Huge Dragons. Let's seek the opinion of the creature involved. Why don't we ask the young Black Dragon?”