In the courtyard of the treatment center, surrounded on three sides by buildings, the treatment center's members swarmed forward.
A spiral-shaped arrow of dark energy shot out, sending ripples through the air as it headed straight for Dragon God Dean's temple. Yet the man neither dodged nor evaded.
Bang!
Dean tilted his head slightly. The energy burst sent his loose hair flying, but aside from becoming a little rougher, the skin at the point of impact showed no other change.
Dean's hand abruptly transformed into a dragon claw. With a clang, it seized the sharp edge of a hooked sickle. Then his claw tightened, and with a crack, it crushed the weapon.
"Roar!!!"
The dragon's roar carried layer upon layer of dark-gold shock waves, shattering all incoming mid- and long-range attacks. The treatment center's members were forced back. After all, they were all newcomers, and their experience in every regard was far inferior to that of the veterans who had died in battle.
Dean was often besieged, so he handled such situations with exceptional ease.
Boom!
The ground split apart, and a burly figure suddenly attacked from the front of Dragon God Dean. Dean was nearly two meters tall, but when he faced that burly figure, his aura immediately drew inward.
A heavy cannon punch broke through the air with an explosive boom and struck toward Dragon God Dean's face. Dean's claw met it head-on.
Thud!!
The heavy fist and dragon claw collided, pressing against each other. A shock wave spread across the open courtyard. The paving stones burst upward, and every glass window in the surrounding buildings exploded.
Ms. Marina maintained her punching stance. Opposite her, Dean gripped her heavy fist with his claw, while rings of cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.
Dean narrowed his eyes