"Damn it! We are the Dragon Clan! How could there possibly be weapons in this world that can harm us! And with such overwhelming firepower!"
"These cannonballs weren't supposed to harm us at all, what in the world happened!"
Some dragons attempted to use Dragon Language Magic to erect barriers, but under the intense barrage, they couldn't succeed in forming them.
Saturation-level payloads ensured that they had no chance of escape.
Lette looked at the blood-drenched fog and smiled with satisfaction.
"This is what you deserve as the graveyard of the Dragon Clan! You who have run rampant with arrogance, tasting the resentment of those wronged souls, then perish!"
In the misty clouds of the sky, the giant dragons were utterly disordered by the cannon fire, and in an instant, one-third of them were dead!
Countless chunks of flesh rained down, like a bloody shower.
