All the ordinary humans within the range of the Dragon's might had their minds captured and they couldn't move. For a long time, they would dream of the terrifying figure of a true dragon and wake up from it.
It was not just the ordinary humans who were weak and helpless. Some low-level spellcasters, Rangers, and other such figures were also like small boats floating in the storm-like Firebird, their minds blank.
It was difficult for creatures that were not of a higher level to remain calm in the face of such a turbulent draconic might.
it's hard to imagine that the ugly and powerful Lich is the same species as these weak and timid humans.
Gresa said as she looked down at the city that was in chaos.
The power of a legendary Lich had left a deep impression on the true dragons.
The lower limit of humans was very low, but their upper limit was very high. In the eyes of true dragons, they were a very strange race.
