At that moment, the earth-shaking battle in midair was decided. The Silver Dragon Missril was already at a disadvantage in size, and the wounds she had sustained earlier had severely affected her speed. After taking blow after blow, she finally could not hold on any longer, and her movements visibly slowed for a moment. The massive black dragon seized the opportunity and, looking down from above, lashed its tail heavily into her waist. Missril let out a mournful cry and fell from the sky, covered in wounds. She crashed into the ground, her enormous body sweeping away several streets in an instant. Greystone Town seemed to let out a pained cry as the sinking ground spread layer by layer in every direction, and entire rows of houses collapsed.
Missril continued sliding across the ground after her fall, her momentum undiminished. Buildings of all sizes were crushed beneath her body. Like a bulldozer, she plowed away nearly half of Greystone Town and was about to reach the district where Luoweisi's Compass was located.
The Eluin diplomatic delegation was just preparing to relocate when they felt the earth and sky overturn. Everyone lost their footing and fell to the ground. Amid the panicked screams, those near the windows watched in despair as a shadow pressed down upon them. It looked much like a tsunami, except that it was replaced by a vast silver back. Rows of buildings collapsed and shattered beneath it, then were swept underneath. Once the final row of buildings disintegrated, the shadow of death was almost upon them.
The nobles fled the buildings in a panic, scattering in every direction like ants. But how could their speed possibly match that of a falling dragon? Their escape merely bought them a moment longer before death.
The houses let out terrifying