Above Washington.
The thick smoke from the battle grew denser, blocking out all the sunlight.
The entire Washington, and even the entire US, seemed to have fallen into the night ...
Boom boom boom ...
The weapons of the snake civilization smashed at proud Dragon crazily ... But as time passed, they were completely ineffective. On the contrary, a few purple lights shot out from the thick smoke from time to time, but each time they attacked, they would cause great damage to the snake civilization. More and more mutated beasts were annihilated.
"When will the king come back?"
On the aircraft carrier, Golden lion's eyes flickered. As the casualties increased, he didn't even get to touch the enemy's body. This made him feel an unprecedented sadness.
"King!"
"King!"
The other mutated beasts, faced with the might of the beast God civilization, kept shouting.
Ten minutes!
The proud Dragon had fired 130 shots ... And destroyed 130 battleships.
