Ulrichia's Fury

"Did you see that?"

Standing atop the massive Green Dragon corpse, as huge as a small hill, Singo pointed down at it and declared loudly:

"So-called dragons are no different from ordinary beasts. They can be wounded, defeated, and killed!"

"And what we must do— is kill those evil dragons that plague all living things, destroy the Dragon Worship Cult's altars, and end this disaster!" He pointed toward the distant altar, his voice impassioned.

The long-oppressed civilians were stirred by his words as well. A tremendous uproar swept through the crowd, followed by waves of unified cries.

"Destroy the Dragon Worship Cult!"

"Kill the evil dragons!"

People surged toward the altar they had feared most just moments ago, swinging their long-handled axes and warhammers down upon the Dragon Worship Cult's altar, shattering the fear in their hearts along with it.

"Humanity will never be slaves!"

"Smash it!"

Amid the chaotic shouts and roars, accompanied by the humming crash of warhammers falling, the Dragonhead Altar that symbolized the Dragon Worship Cult's theocratic rule was smashed to pieces. The ground was littered with debris.

Xia Ye Qiuyu hovered in mid-air, casually manipulating flames to illuminate the deep cavern in the distance. He said in a grave voice:

"There are sixteen more Dragon Hatcheries like this within Lynnhawk City. We will destroy every last one of them and ensure that evil dragons' wings no longer blot out the sky!"

And so, amid cheers and shouts, thousands of civilians once treated as "sacrifices" formed an unstoppable torrent. Together with the players, they charged toward the next Dragon Hatchery.

The cultists assigned to guard the various altars were terrified and flustered, at a complete loss. They had never imagined that these ordinary humans, whom they had regarded as sacrifices and livestock, would erupt with such