Ashen Dragon

The surface space warps, forming an imperceptible space vortex, and four people emerge from it one after another.

Beneath them, the ground shakes violently, emitting a dull wail. The surface cracks, creating numerous hideous scar-like fissures, gradually collapsing. Yellow sand frenziedly pours into the fissures, forming enormous vortices.

Underground, countless Blue Dragon Descendants scream and howl in panic, desperately trying to escape but unable to leave their subterranean prison, forced to watch helplessly as they are buried under rubble and sand, losing their lives.

Yellow sand erupts, debris flies, dust clouds swarm the sky, gradually forming a terrifying sandstorm that blankets the heavens.

Mantou gazed at the cracked and collapsing ground and couldn't help but exclaim, "This thing is pretty powerful, it directly wiped out their lair!"

"This is the value of the Imperial Engineering Team." Singo first boasts, then reminds, "Don't just stand there, our mission is complete, let's leave!"

However, in the distance, the Evil Dragon Sacrifice has already recognized these "old acquaintances" who robbed the Dragon Worship Church caravan days ago and escaped from his clutches, incensed beyond measure.

These traitors dared to blow up the Blue Dragon Descendants' lair right under his nose, causing enormous damage to the Dragon Worship Church!

"Damn Imperial People!"

The Evil Dragon Sacrifice floats in mid-air, his deep blue cloak billowing in the sandstorm, glaring at the desolate, collapsing ground, his pupils sparking with furious electricity.

"You—will pay for this!! Despicable mortals, face the wrath of His Majesty Tiamat!"

He raises the Dragonhead Scepter, pointing at the distant players. The sky churns with dark clouds, bolts of lightning and thunder crisscrossing, roaring like the approach of doomsday.

The Blue Dragon Descendants seem to be summoned by something, their expressions fervent, eyes shooting arcs of electricity, they emerge from the ground, dive down from the skies, and charge at the players on the ground with reckless abandon.

"Get lost!"

Natural War Maniac swings his battle axe, fiercely cleaving, slicing several oncoming Blue Dragon Descendants in half.

Surrounded by over a dozen Blue Dragon Descendants, Natural War Maniac spins his long-handled axe, rotating his body so forcefully it nearly throws his arms out, forming an axe blade storm, and the Blue Dragon Descendants approaching him are all cut down.

For a moment, arcs of electricity crackle, filthy blood and broken limbs fly everywhere, Natural War Maniac becomes a mobile meat grinder, efficiently clearing the surrounding Blue Dragon Descendants for his teammates.

Mantou also draws two handguns, his expression ruthless, continuously pulling the trigger, bullets whistling from the muzzle, penetrating the bodies of Blue Dragon Descendants.

Singo shoots an arrow through an oncoming Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher, pinning it to the rock wall, loudly calling amidst the thunderous explosion, "Autumn Rain, where's your group teleportation technique?"

"Can't use it, this area is affected by Divine Arts, space is extremely chaotic—"

Before Summer Night Autumn Rain finished speaking, a sturdy Blue Dragon Descendant Storm Lizard charged at her, lightning bursting on its protruding horns.

"Watch out!"

In this moment, Singo doesn't hesitate at all, instinctively bends his bow and sets an arrow.

"Swish—"

A Dragon Slayer Arrow tears through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, grazing Summer Night Autumn Rain's cheek, and its sharp cross-shaped arrowhead instantly shatters the Storm Lizard's horns, piercing its skull.

Summer Night Autumn Rain's expression remains calm and composed, unpanicked, instead she extends her hand, where a searing fireball forms in her palm, hurling it at a nearby Blue Dragon Descendant, blasting it into charred remains.

"Mortals, tremble and shiver before the Blue Dragon's thunder!"

In the distance, the Evil Dragon Sacrifice raises the Dragonhead Scepter, the clouds in the sky gather, amassing extremely terrifying, immense energy.

"Boom!"

A lightning bolt as thick as a bowl strikes down, the raging thunder swallowing Natural War Maniac whole.

Within the dazzling lightning, Natural War Maniac lets out a long howl, a pained roar, he spreads his tattered bat wings midair, transforming once again into the terrifying Deep Prison Demon Refiner.

"Swish—"

The long-handled axe, carrying Hellfire, tears through the sky, slicing several Blue Dragon Descendant Ambushers in half, the fierce blaze enveloping him, repelling the frenzied monsters.

"Roar—"

A Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher emerges from the ground, raising dust, directly attacking Natural War Maniac's back, using its ferocious fangs to bite into the flesh tightly.

However, Natural War Maniac reaches out his left hand, grabbing the Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher's neck, regardless of the flesh on his back, forcefully tearing it from himself.

He crushes the head of this Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher underfoot, shouting to Singo, "There are too many monsters! At this rate, we can't hold on!"

Singo shoots another arrow, piercing the chest of a Blue Dragon Descendant Excavator, skewering its heart, and calls out, "Hold on a little longer, I have a solution."

"Then hurry up!"

Mantou wrestles with a Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher, his entire body surrounded by arcs of electricity, his hair turning into an afro again.

Mantou finally pulls out the dagger from his waist, stabbing the monster's head, but another Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher leaps onto his back, biting frenziedly at his neck, causing him to howl in pain, flesh flying.