With Zhao Feng's thoughts shifting, a clear spatial fluctuation emerged once again.
But this time, it wasn't above the team of Goblin Gunners; rather, it was above several dozen iron-clad war chariots.
A giant lizard, nearly fifty meters in size and akin to a small hill, burrowed out from the void and then heavily crashed onto the ground.
Boom!
One could almost imagine the noise of the giant lizard's weight as it hit the earth.
As it landed with a thunderous crash, all of the Goblin Infantry War Chariots shook violently; there was no question of firing the main cannons—operators inside the chariots struggled even to keep seated.
The chaos was far from over. Under Zhao Feng's command, the giant lizard activated its Innate Divine Ability the moment it landed, without any hesitation.
Hum hum hum!
The ground cracked open, and amidst the rolling magma, numerous infantry war chariots were swallowed by the gaping chasms.
