Dinosaurs: This Scene Looks Familiar

Four gigantic, scorching fireballs appeared out of thin air two or three thousand meters above the ground, their edges wreathed in Sacred Flame and Silver Fire. The air warped from the heat, and waves of searing heat rolled outward.

"Whoosh—"

The fireballs fell simultaneously toward the camp below, accelerating as they descended. Each dragged a long crimson tail of flame behind it, like meteors falling from the sky. One glance was enough to feel the terrifying impact force attached to them.

After roughly assessing the meteors' landing points, the Simulacrum focused again and cast another instant Ninth Circle spell: Meteor Swarm.

A second wave, a third wave, a fourth wave—then a twentieth!

In just a few seconds, eighty enormous fireballs filled the sky. Red light blanketed the heavens as wave after wave of flaming spheres dived toward the ground.

The Simulacrum stood suspended in the air, expressionlessly observing his handiwork.

This was not his limit, but twenty Meteor Swarms were already enough to crush the enemy. Anything more would have been somewhat wasteful.

By then, the dinosaur camp had already descended into chaos.

From the dinosaurs' and Beastmen's perspective, watching meteors rain down from above was like being caught in an apocalyptic natural disaster. The overwhelming pressure and terror bearing down on them sent chills down their spines and made their whole bodies tremble.

The timid dinosaurs collapsed in fright, burying their heads in the dirt as filth spilled everywhere.

But driven by instinct, most of the dinosaurs scattered in all directions, running as fast as they could and leaving the Beastmen far behind.

Many Beastmen's dinosaur companions fled as well. No matter how they shouted, they could not call them back. They could only sprint with all their might, not daring to waste even half a second.

Yet they