Howard's heart skipped a beat. The power unleashed by the magic guide cannons had left an extremely deep impression on him. Even though he had evolved into a Giant Divine Dragon, and he had great confidence in himself, he would never dare to face the bombardment of more than a hundred magic guide cannons simultaneously! If he were truly hit by all of them, he feared nothing would be left of him, not even ash.
Therefore, Howard took to the skies at the first opportunity. Despite his reduced size, his flight speed had increased significantly. He desperately flapped his wings, soaring diagonally into the high skies. However, those magic guide cannons seemed to have eyes of their own, as the barrels turned, tracking his flight path and constantly pointing at his body.
Within the Ancient Tree, Anya's smile was full of delight, and even carried a hint of malice.
