Mountains crumbled, trees turned to ash, space trembled, the sky ripped apart.
The entire New Desha State quaked madly under the envelopment of the azure light, even the screens in the cities of the Wyvern Empire lost their video signals at that moment, turning completely black.
After a long time, when the azure radiance dissipated and the world became clear again, only an enormous ravine remained on the ground, emitting a burnt odor.
"Is it dead?"
"It should be dead."
"Are we saved?"
As the soldiers of the Divine Guard Army discussed among themselves, David Jones' gaze turned toward the center of the deep ravine.
Wary of completely obliterating the Demonic Vermilion Bird with a single strike, he had specifically adjusted the power of the "dragon eye" skill.
Logically speaking, the Demonic Vermilion Bird should still retain some signs of life.
"Roar!"
