Twelve swordsmen in black armor and twelve mages wielding staffs emerged from the darkness at the same time. The moment they stepped out of the shadows, vast swathes of dark clouds spread across the sky. Black clouds blotted out the entire heavens, and the ground was instantly plunged into such darkness that one could not see their own hand before their face.
The mages swiftly formed two small hexagram magic formations. Waving their staffs, they did not even need incantations. With merely a light tap of their staffs against the air, two nine-headed dragons composed of black flames slowly crawled out of the magic formations. The over-three-hundred-meter-long nine-headed dragons silently stretched their bodies, all nine heads opening their mouths at once to spew thick, pitch-black dragon breath toward Lin Qi and the others.
The dragon breath, with its terrifying corrosive power, tore through the air as it poured down. The flowers, grass, and trees in the surrounding flowerbeds and groves withered in an instant, then turned into black ash along with great swathes of earth and scattered on the wind.
Gries Gao Dawn gave a cold laugh. Raising his scepter, he gave it a light wave. "Dawn Dragon Letum, let these heretics feel your might!"
A silver-haired, silver-eyed man standing behind Gries Gao Dawn stepped forward slowly. He wore an immaculate white divine robe, and his tall frame and handsome features were striking. As he walked, his body rapidly swelled. In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a Dawn Dragon whose entire body gleamed with silver radiance, its scales shining as brilliantly as if they were forged from mithril.
Lin Qi drew a deep breath and asked Dragon Cliff in astonishment, "This dragon's aura seems exceptionally powerful!"
Dragon Cliff said coolly, "He is not a first-generation dragon.