Space at the surface twisted, and an imperceptible spatial vortex appeared. The four of them emerged from it one after another.
Beneath them, the ground shook violently and let out a muffled groan. The surface split apart, countless jagged cracks like hideous scars spreading across it as it gradually collapsed. Yellow sand poured madly into the fissures, forming enormous whirlpools.
Underground, countless Blue Dragon Descendants howled and roared in panic, struggling with all their might to escape. Yet they could not leave their subterranean prison and could only watch helplessly as they were buried beneath rubble and yellow sand, losing their lives.
Yellow sand erupted, shattered rocks flew everywhere, and dust filled the air, gradually sweeping across the sky to form a terrifying sandstorm that blotted out the heavens.
Steamed Bun stared at the fractured, collapsing ground and could not help exclaiming, "This thing really is powerful. It directly wiped out their nest!"
"This is the value of the Imperial Engineering Corps." Singo boasted for a moment before reminding them, "Stop standing around. Now that the objective has been completed, let's get out of here."
However, the Evil Dragon Priest in the distance had already recognized these "Old Acquaintances" who had robbed a Dragon Worship Cult caravan several days ago and escaped from his grasp. He was instantly enraged.
These traitors had blown apart the Blue Dragon Descendants' nest right under his nose, causing the Dragon Worship Cult massive losses!
"Damn Imperial People!"
The Evil Dragon Priest floated in midair, his dark blue cloak snapping in the wind and sand. Looking down at the devastated, collapsed earth, his eyes nearly split with fury as sparks of electricity burst from his pupils.
"You—will pay the price for this!! Lowly mortals, face the wrath of Her Majesty Tiamat!"
He raised the Dragon