Volume One, Chapter Forty-Two
Puff puff puff...
Runic arrows rained down, easily piercing through the massive soldiers. The Wind God soldiers' bodies collapsed, turning into countless wisps of azure aura that dispersed.
The soldiers who had conjured the countless Wind God soldiers were also affected, a trace of blood leaking from the corners of their mouths, though their injuries were not severe.
At the same time, enormous ballistas were rolled out from Great Qin's rear.
Boom boom boom...
Countless air-piercing sounds rang out as massive arrows shot forth, carrying immense power at incredible speed as they flew toward the Wind Bright Birds.
This frightened the countless Wind Bright Birds into halting their attacks and retreating into the defensive barrier.
At that moment, Zhao Fu raised one hand. Streams of black aura emerged from countless soldiers' bodies, surging toward Zhao Fu like a tide.
Roar!
A dragon's roar that shook the heavens rang out as the countless streams of black aura condensed into an enormous Black Dragon. It radiated an overbearing yet noble aura and an incomparably terrifying pressure.
Zhao Fu lowered his raised hand, and the enormous Black Dragon charged fiercely toward the Wind God Empire with overwhelming momentum.
Boom!
Wind Spirit God forcefully swung the curved blade in his hand, drawing forth an even more immense force of wind. It formed even more azure Wind Blades, which shot toward the Black Dragon like a tidal wave with razor-sharp auras.
Facing the countless incoming Wind Blades, the Black Dragon showed not the slightest fear. Black light radiated from its body as it charged forward with powerful force.
Bang bang bang...
The Black Dragon's strength was terrifyingly great. It smashed aside the tide-like Wind Blades, and the blades it struck turned directly into countless motes of light. The Black Dragon was