C541 You Have Some Delicacies

"Swish, swish..."

Innumerable shards of space erupted, pelting Igrel's dragon scales and leaving a trail of marks. Even his dragon form, forged from divine power, struggled against the force of space. Only as a True God, capable of navigating the void at will, could he overcome such limitations.

"Your body... it's somewhat peculiar."

Before Igrel could process this