Weed tightened his fist. He got a servant that did not lack anything.
He can’t make servants forever. Since he didn’t have any plan to give life to sculptures, the Ice Dragon was more precious to him.
But that was only for a moment.
KuaDang!
The Ice Dragon fell down with no strength left in its legs.
The Ice Dragon lying with its stomach on the floor!
“Master, I have no strength left.”
To support its huge body, it did not have enough level.
In a way, a handicapped dragon with a huge, useless body!
After resting for a long time, the Ice Dragon raised its body.
“Master, give me a name.”
“Your name is......”
Weed suddenly was full of regret.
Even if he did give it a name, he wasn’t sure if it could do its share.
“Well anyway, let’s just say Bingryong.” (lit. IceDragon)
Still a simple name easy to memorize!
“Thank you Master.”
Bingryong was very happy.
Then the face expression changed to a smiling one.