When the dragons blotted out the sky as they charged toward Saine's Space Fortresses.
On this Purgatory Space battlefield, a group of people with a peculiar stance gazed skyward with longing and reverence.
The dragons, whose strength generally reached Level-2 Lifeform and above, possessed incomparably hard dragon armor and scales.
They were the creatures at the very top of the pyramid in the eyes of nearly all lowly lifeforms on Faelun Continent.
But when they lunged at the Space Fortresses standing in the sky.
Faced with the concentrated volleys of Magic Guided Cannon beams, they plummeted from the heavens one after another, like dumplings dropped into a pot.
Some dragons did not die immediately after being struck by the Magic Guided Cannons.
But after crashing to the ground, they went splat!, smashed into heaps of flesh.
Most shocking of all was a Dragon God whose strength had reached the Lesser God level.
Though it was a god with Weak Divine Power, the Dragon Race's exaggerated physique and the might of its dragonfire meant that its overall strength was no weaker than that of any god with Low Divine Power.
Yet even such a powerful Dragon God, a being that had already reached the God-level, was struck and locked onto by the main cannon of a Space Fortress.
Like the ordinary young dragons and adult dragons, it fell from the sky from far above.
The Space Fortresses and high-grade Intelligent Robots under Saine's command clearly possessed formidable computational capabilities.
They could determine who the priority targets on this battlefield were.
As that Dragon God crashed to the ground, three more Space Fortress main cannons fired from different directions, aimed directly at its landing site.
In the end, perhaps still not feeling assured enough.
A fourth Space Fortress main cannon tore through