Traces

The guests present were no pushovers to begin with. Now that they had been driven into a desperate situation, none of them were willing to sit around and await death.

Far below the golden dragon in the distance, a white orb of light flew out as well. Inside was none other than the high-ranking mage who had vanished moments ago—the master of Nosida Palace, Saya.

However, he was clearly in a miserable state now, barely able to hold on.

Streams of golden Dragon Breath clashed with and cancelled out the lightning he unleashed.

Lin Sheng rose to his feet and gazed at the golden dragon from afar.

He estimated the time.

"It's rare to encounter a golden dragon's true form, and a royal one at that. Should I go collect some blood?"

Before he could act, the night sky suddenly turned red with a thunderous boom.

Enormous peals of thunder rolled and shook through the heavens. The clouds burned like flames, releasing vast amounts of firelight.

"Oshaxiluo!! Who dares profane my daughter!!?"

Countless fiery clouds gathered into an enormous dragon head.

The dragon head had burning eyes, scales flowing like magma, and six curved, razor-sharp dragon horns.

Simply hovering in the sky, it was nearly half the size of Nosida Palace.

ROAR!!

The savage golden dragon that Oshaxiluo had transformed into seemed to sense the threat as well. It raised its head and let out a frenzied roar at the sky.

"Hopefully, this will bring you back to your senses." The massive dragon head in the sky lowered its head and opened its mouth.

A blinding ball of red light gathered and churned within its jaws.

BOOM!!!

A gigantic red beam descended from the sky and smashed fiercely into Oshaxiluo.

Oshaxiluo, who had been brutal and crazed just moments ago,