The eerie tongue felt like it was suffocating his body. Park Muyeol felt a tremendous sense of pressure as he faced the dragon who never fell asleep that he only heard about in words. It was just like Hercules told him. The sight of hundreds of heads moving on the huge body was strange. The sharp claws exuded a force like it would tear everything apart. In short, the existence in front of him could only be defined with one word—‘Monster.’

It was hard to believe that Hercules killed this monster once. Of course, this was the child of ‘Ladon’ who was killed at the time, but it had grown so big it showed a huge presence. How on earth did Hercules deal with it? It was impossible to understand from Park Muyeol’s point of view.

“Ladon~ have you been well?”

“Swiiik—”

“It must be nice to see us.”

“Swiik— Swiiik—”

The women called Aegle and Erytheia greeted Ladon, but in Park Muyeol and Michael’s eyes, Ladon wasn’t happy at all. It was a ferocious predator facing...