Blood gushed from the dragon's throat like a miniature volcano, and the scorching Dragon Blood fell like a downpour.
And just at that moment...
A woman... no, it would be more accurate to call her a witch.
The rampaging Xi Mu saw a blurry figure of a woman in his field of vision, their eyes met, and she seemed to be saying something with her lips slightly parted, but he could not make out the words clearly.
Of course, he couldn't be bothered to care.
"Humans!" The surrounding dragons roared angrily, no longer minding the distance between them, and spat out Dragon Breath from their mouths.
Firelight, swallowing everything.
The dragons scattered, some shifting direction to capture the White-haired Lolita, while others stayed to besiege Ahtal.
Whether they killed Ahtal or captured the White-haired Lolita, either outcome was beneficial for them.
The firelight receded.
