The main city lay enveloped in darkness.
All the nightstones on the street lamps had been removed, and even the "moon flower grass" planted by the deer was covered with cloaks one by one.
The entire city had fallen into dimness.
It seemed like a ghost town.
Fang Hao stood in front of the lord's mansion.
From afar, he saw the leading silver dragon.
It shimmered under the moonlight like a beautiful white jade stone.
It was indeed her.
The Silver Dragon, Beata!
Even in dragon form, the appearance of the Silver Dragon was even more dazzling and magnificent.
"The Dragon Clan has deployed a substantial number of troops; there are at least a hundred giant dragons, with even more smaller dragon-type creatures behind them," Rolana approached and whispered.
The senses of the Blood Clan were significantly enhanced at night, making everything seen farther and clearer.
Seeing so many giant dragons flying towards them, there still was some worry in the heart.
