With growing individual powers, many people had started to fantasize that they were the incarnation of the deities themselves. After all, the mythological characters might not have been as powerful as the description. Even so, when a dragon, which could only exist in myths, appeared on the battlefield, everyone gasped with amazement.
This was their first time to see a holy creature soaring in the clouds. Magnificent!
Moreover, the black dragon dashed right towards the Saint and Chen Baili, as if it could not wait to join the fight between Class A's!
Unaware of the origin of the dragon, Feng Yeming and Feng Yunlu were puzzled. "Is it a materialization-type master who can conjure up totems and mythical beings?"
Only Lu Xiaoyu knew the truth. She gazed up into the sky with a smile on her face. The scene was reminiscent of the battle in the Lop Nur remains. One moment ago, Lu Xiaoyu thought that she was fighting alone, and then came the flood of bronze.
