The Emperor Who Tore the Sky Apart

The spectacular sight of more than a dozen warships crashing down one after another and exploding across the battlefield caused a tremendous uproar. Soldiers, players, and Dragon Worship Cult followers alike were shaken, their faces filled with terror.

"Such terrifying thunder!"

"Th-this kind of lightning is beyond anything mortals can withstand! This is practically divine punishment!"

"Not good, her next attack is coming! Take cover!"

Noisy discussions and shouts filled the allied army's positions, plunging the area into chaos and threatening to destroy all order.

The soldiers from the regions near Taliro were filled with despair, wailing and crying out. Some had even begun to flee in rout—this Great Wyrm Blue Dragon who had arrived bearing thunder had become an indelible, eternal shadow in many hearts.

The Empire's artillery commander roared, "Do not be afraid! Continue concentrating fire on her! She's just an old Blue Dragon—I refuse to believe the bastard is truly invulnerable!"

"For the Empire!"

"Fire—"

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

An incomparably dense barrage of overlapping detonations and shrieking whistles resounded through the sky. More than a hundred Anti-Air Cannons fired in unison, tens of thousands of shells crisscrossing the heavens like a tightly woven net as they poured down upon the Great Wyrm Blue Dragon.

Golazdra looked down at the earth contemptuously and sneered. "Rebels who follow that Red Dragon—is this your resistance?"

"Bzzz—"

All tens of thousands of shells stopped in midair, as though someone had pressed a pause button. Countless arcs of electricity leaped between them, crackling noisily amid a harsh hum.

"Ke-Keosius above—"

"They're coming back!"

The next moment, lightning surged. The shells trailed brilliant arcs of electricity from their tails, becoming silver-white meteors that tore through the sky at terrifying speed and shot back in the opposite direction.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

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