There was a muffled bang.
Roger's huge body suddenly bounced to the side of another group of Seawolf Knights.
He waved his claws and tail.
Without any explanation, it was a massacre.
First, he had lost his Mount, and then he was dizzy from the sudden explosion.
These Seawolf riders simply had no ability to resist!
Under the despotic might of the Thunder Dragon.
The people floating on the sea could only become Roger's toys in the end.
With the help of the horned demon underlings, the battle was over.
After a short while.
Roger had cleared out more than 500 Seawolf Knights in the nearby waters.
This number made him realize.
Some Knights should have more than one sea slug.
However, this was no longer important.
Under the effect of the vouchers of malice.
Roger had long treated Knights and mounts the same.
The next moment.
He called his underlings to go around the divine barrier and head south.
And in the process.
