"You've seen it yourselves! We kept this Raging-Eyed Black Dragon occupied, and now it's your turn. At the very least, let us rest for a bit!" Ba Hong roared. He was still quite powerful, and with his repeating crossbow, even ordinary Legends did not dare provoke a ranged attacker like him. If they angered him, one volley would leave no one able to escape.
They seemed to have learned their lesson along the way. This time, Sun Ao and Old Man Meng did not dare argue back. Perhaps seeing the city strewn with corpses and ravaged beyond recognition by such a huge black dragon had filled them with fear and guilt.
But no matter what, having committed such a grave mistake, they would ultimately have to pay the price. Even if they survived this battle, they would probably have to bear this responsibility for the rest of their lives. The Hunter Bureau would not let them off, and as for the City Lords, they were no longer City Lords.
Presumably, no Hunter would acknowledge them as City Lords or as the directors of the Hunter Bureau anymore.
"So many of you are already having trouble holding back this black dragon, while there are only five of us... How about leaving two people behind to help us restrain it? Little by little..." Old Man Meng was still trying to wriggle out of it. After all, High Mountain City was not his, to put it bluntly.
"Exactly. The five of us Legends will definitely have a hard time restraining the black dragon. How about helping us a little more?" Mo Qin hurriedly said. She had once been the director of the Hunter Bureau, but now she could only plead in a meek voice.
"Enough nonsense. Get up there, quickly. Even if you