Roar! Villy spread his enormous wings, Dragon Power surging along them as obscure Draconic Magic runes began to emerge across his body. The raging Dragon Power twisted and expanded, and a terrifying primordial aura shrouded the entire sky. In an instant, the heavens turned a dark purplish red.
"Gulp!" Alistair swallowed nervously, the tension in his eyes impossible to conceal. Though he knew he was not the target of the attack, that calamity-like presence still made him want to flee with his head in his hands.
"Draconic Forbidden Spell..." Alistair stared blankly at the ever-growing violet-black sphere in the sky. Even without thinking, he knew the Dragon Power contained within was enough to effortlessly destroy a city.
"Did these Eastern Yi barbarians commit some offense against the gods?" Alistair looked pityingly at the scattered, fleeing Eastern Yi Chariot People. This was no ordinary dragon's Draconic Forbidden Spell aimed at them! As an evil Demon Dragon Clan once on par with Golden Dragons, the power of their forbidden spells was beyond comparison with those of other dragons.
But Alistair had gotten one thing wrong. This damn thing was not a Draconic Forbidden Spell at all—it was a Draconic Grand Forbidden Spell! For its exact power, one need only look to the Dragon Riding Ascends to Heaven Dos had once used, which nearly blew the top off Iron Hills! At this moment, Alistair had no idea how serious the situation was. Even the Goblin Knights under his command had crowded together to watch. Sure enough, no matter the world, watching the excitement was everyone's favorite pastime.
"Honk, honk, honk..." The Tutu Pigs, however, keenly sensed that something was wrong. They wailed in warning to alert their riders that danger was approaching, only to receive soothing words in return. The Goblin Knights all