Worried They Might Not Acclimate

At this moment, most of the Dragon Breeds across all the battlefields had already rolled their eyes to look at the three crystal stones floating in the sky.

That was right. In their eyes, Su Hao and the other two were no different from ordinary stones one might see by the roadside.

They were merely translucent pink crystals, seemingly worth collecting at most.

Perhaps they could even be used to court a dragon maiden they admired.

So the question was, how could three stones float in the air?

They looked carefully and confirmed that the pink stones had no wings. Could something without wings fly? Surely not. If things without wings could fly, then Overlord Dragons, Elite Dragons, and Rock Dragons would have long since flown into the sky and taken down the Wing Gods.

Those were secondary matters. Their thoughts quickly fixed on the crucial point: Were they and all the Dragon Breeds on the battlefield unable to move because of those three stones above? It was simply unbelievable to dragons...

More importantly, those three strangely shaped stones were making some incomprehensible sounds, as though... they were saying something? "Roar—"

The Wing God Holy Lord's entire body flared with dense purple light. Struggling with all his might, he actually forced his way through Feng Cheng's restraint and threw back his head with a long cry.

Then, raising the Spike Hammer in his hand, he leaped into the air and charged toward Su Hao's group.

The entire battlefield had been restrained, deeply shocking the Holy Lord. With a glance skyward, he immediately sensed an immense oppressive force from those three red crystals, thinking, The strangeness on my body must be connected to these three stones.

Yet he was utterly unafraid.

Who was he? He was the true god of this