"Fuck! Are you crazy?" Omsk's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly yanked him back. This thing actually wanted to jump down? Once flight was forbidden, his ranged skills would be completely useless. Even Battle Qi Flame Blade could only fly a few meters. If he jumped down, he would truly be reduced to brawling with fodder...
Roland probably never imagined that one day he would be reduced to relying on Dragon Breath for ranged damage. And under Clear Sky Miles's flight-ban mechanic, Dragon Breath's range had been reduced to less than a hundred meters...
"Roar!" The two enormous dragons clung to the city wall, raised their necks, and blasted out Dragon Breath. What could once have easily swept across a thousand meters had now weakened to cover only the enemies beneath the wall.
"This is exhausting!" Caldo said wearily. Under the flight-ban law, every breath of Dragon Breath took considerable effort. Clear Sky Miles's suppression was too powerful, practically crippling every ability they had except for their formidable bodies.
"Think of something! This is disgusting! I can't take it anymore!" Villy's furious eyes turned blood-red. The evil Demon Dragon Clan had never had good tempers to begin with, and with this stifling feeling of being suppressed, how could the Demon Dragon Clan—the second-ranked dragon race, self-proclaimed—possibly endure it? Banning dragons from flying? This was an insult beyond measure! Rebellion!
"Villy!" Wes shouted sharply. Being linked to the giant dragon's heart and mind, he immediately understood what that bastard was about to do.
"Raaah!"
Amid everyone's astonished gazes, the Orcs' and Eastern Yi's incredulous stares, and the violently flickering soul flames of the Nazgûl... a black "giant lizard" suddenly leaped from the city wall—Lagrange Fishing Team! Has arrived!
Boom! Villy slammed a practiced Dragon Power shockwave into the ground. Dragon Power