"Damn it!"
The Shadow Ancient Dragon, over two thousand meters long, roared. Its terrifying body blotted out the sky and sun. Even the mere spread and beat of its wings was a hurricane-like apocalyptic disaster to the lowly Other Shore Flower elves on the ground. At this moment, the furious level-six creature, the Shadow Ancient Dragon, rampaged above the strongest tribe on the Other Shore Flower Continent, unmatched by anyone.
A faint, exquisite rift in space-time had rescued the already dying Other Shore Elf King, so how could the Shadow Ancient Dragon, who had been just about to succeed, not be enraged!?
The world's gift gained by abducting a World Lord to Evil God Paradise was simply not something those lowly microbes could compare to.
"You skulking bastard, get out here!"
A torrent of gray death aura spewed forth. In an instant, the vegetation on a distant mountain withered away, and tens of thousands of Other Shore Flower elves were drained of every last bit of vitality. The gray death aura even seeped deep into the earth, destroying some world laws that nurtured life. Amid the deathly stillness, clear springs turned into filthy water.
There was no response.
From the moment they entered this world, the Catastrophe Evil Gods had discovered large numbers of war fortresses. They clearly did not belong to the civilization of the Other Shore Flower elves, but seemed more like structures built by some powerful, highly civilized race obsessed with war.
Yet these war fortresses had never served their purpose. They had been abandoned almost as soon as they were built. Otherwise, in merely a month and a half, these invading Evil Gods could never have spread into every corner of the continent.
Boom!
Its four bone-clawed feet stepped onto the ground, and fissures hundreds of