"As I wish? Do…. Do you mean that there are more of that machines outside the gourd?" The Tyrant Dragon King asked, the fear in its eyes was plainly obvious.
As Chen Xiaobei had said, as long as the Tyrant Dragon King concentrated on its energy, it could dodge the attack of one combat space jet.
But the mighty Tyrant Dragon King would never be able to escape the firepower of a fleet of combat space jets.
Even though that giant laser could only cut a gash about a third of the way through flesh, during a large-scaled attack, even the Tyrant Dragon King would die.
For that reason alone, the Tyrant Dragon King and the other two Demonic Beasts Kings were terror-stricken in their hearts.
What if there really was a whole band of combat space jets outside the Verdant Emperor's Divine Gourd? Then the three of them would have to bow their heads before Chen Xiaobei.
"No, actually, there are no combat space jets outside." Chen Xiaobei shrugged.
