From the appearance of the towering jet-black dragon claw to Mo Yan's massive body plummeting into the distance.
It had all happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that many had yet to react.
Saine had absolute faith in Flood Dragon Mo Yan's strength.
During the recent war in the Fire Kite Mountain Range, this powerful black flood dragon had even successfully stopped a severely wounded level-5 creature from self-destructing.
Yet such a mighty being had been struck by that strange light-blue Energy Beam and sent crashing straight down from the sky.
There was no telling how it was doing now, or whether its life was in danger.
Though Flood Dragon Mo Yan had fallen, before it was shot down from the clouds, that lifelike jet-black giant dragon claw had successfully struck the metal barricades on the battlefield ahead, destroying two-thirds of the cannon barrels mounted atop them.
Had Mo Yan not temporarily lost its fighting capacity, it could have used that dragon claw to turn the Metal Frontline occupied by the Wild Gorilla Legion upside down.
In truth, although the Wild Gorilla Legion had consecutively revealed two trump cards unlike anything they had shown before, even knocking a formidable flood dragon like Mo Yan to the ground.
The Wild Gorilla Legion had also suffered no small number of losses thus far.
More than two million troops of the Wizard World army had been wiped out in an instant, leaving the Frontline Battlefield barren and empty. The losses did indeed appear devastating.
But most of them had merely been cheap slave creature cannon fodder and magic beasts that the Azure Source Holy Tower had not needed to spend a single extra coin on. The Wild Gorilla Legion had certainly suffered immense casualties in this clash as well.
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