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.