Gewalong's roar tore through the sky.
Blood gushed wildly from his severed arm. His chest heaved violently, and flames of shock and fury flickered in his eyes.
As a legendary powerhouse among the lizardmen, he had originally thought that even if he were injured, he could slowly recover through his race's unique gift of flesh regeneration.
Yet now, he could clearly feel that the stump was completely empty. Even the faintest trace of vitality had been utterly stripped away.
"That sword..." An unprecedented chill rose in Gewalong's heart. "It can actually devour my body and life essence!"
To outsiders, Ang still looked relaxed, as though he held every advantage.
But inwardly, he had raised his guard to the utmost.
He knew very well that Gewalong was no ordinary opponent. A legend like him would never retreat so easily just because he had lost an arm.
On the city walls, the soldiers held their breath.
Their hearts hung in the air as they waited for the Lizardman Legend's next move.
At that moment, Gewalong suddenly threw back his head and roared, his voice like thunder.
A massive phantom abruptly emerged behind him. It was a solidified lizard giant, grotesque in form, its scales cold and menacing.
The phantom opened its huge mouth as if it intended to swallow heaven and earth whole.
As this power erupted, the earth trembled and dust surged.
Amid deafening rumbles, the ground beside Gewalong twisted and rose, and three Earth Elemental Giants, each five meters tall, appeared with a crash.
Their shoulders were like mountains, their arms thick and powerful, and their bodies covered in hard layers of rock. Yellow-brown light burned in their eye sockets, radiating a suffocating pressure.
"Legendary power!" the defenders murmured, both shocked and afraid.
Ang merely gave a cold smile, his