Jewel City.
In the ruins.
In a forest that was filled with the fragrance of fragrant cedar trees.
Groups of ether devouring Dragons swarmed over.
After a short while.
They were all buried under the six void roaming gang.
With the essence oil extracted from the fragrant cedar tree.
Roger seemed to have turned into a mosquito lamp. The Qi apertures on his hands opened, and the air currents rolled out and then slowly retracted.
Back and forth.
It had taken countless lives from demons.
Such efficiency could not be said to be low.
However, compared to the massive number of ether carnivorous Dragons, it was a drop in the bucket.
An hour ago.
Roger stood on the treetop and looked at the nearby area.
What he saw was a swarm of ether Dragons that covered the sky.
They were like locusts in transit, greedily sucking up the rapidly increasing Aether, especially the aether that caused human mutations.
In the beginning.
