[Infinite Dragons]

Tonatiuh stared ahead.

About fifty meters away.

There were more than twenty—twenty-five, to be exact—"trolls" who looked very much like desert trolls, yet carried themselves completely differently. Simply standing there, they exuded an aura as imposing as mountains.

"Get ready!"

"Remember our mission!"

"Protect the God-King!"

"This battle must be won!! We have no room for failure! Behind us lies our world!"

"..."

With their exceptional hearing, the trolls allowed Tonatiuh to hear the voices of those "trolls" ahead. The key was that the language they spoke was neither Trollish nor Goblin, yet Tonatiuh understood it.

He was not entirely sure what the information revealed by their words meant.

But they did not seem to be enemies.

"Chieftain! Are these... enemies?! Sandfury Tribe troops? I've never heard of the Sandfury Tribe having such elite forces! They're far too powerful, and every piece of their equipment is radiating magical light... Chieftain, I'll lead the warriors in holding them off here! Take the tribe and leave this place at once!" There was a trace of despair in the old witch doctor's voice. Without blinking, he stared at the twenty-five "trolls" ahead, his face filled with the resolve to die.

Tonatiuh had initially thought they were enemies as well. After all, they had suddenly appeared in front of the group, and they clearly did not seem friendly.

But after hearing what they said, Tonatiuh no longer thought so.

"Don't panic. They might not be enemies. They may even be friends..." Tonatiuh softly reassured the old witch doctor, who was deeply unsettled by the sudden appearance of so many powerful beings.

"You mean they are..."

The old witch doctor could not believe it.

"Perhaps the Loa sent us some help because they feared our migration would be too dangerous," Tonatiuh said with a smile.

In appearance, these twenty-five "trolls" closely resembled the Sandblood Tribe. They were unmistakably desert trolls, with brownish-blue skin, red or blue hair, and enormous tusks... But their weapons and armor were simply too good. Not only did they look impressive, they all radiated powerful magical light. One glance was enough to tell they were top-tier magical equipment.

Some of the equipment looked familiar to Tonatiuh. For example, he spotted the Judgment set and the Order set, two paladin armor sets he recognized.

More importantly, there were their weapons.

"Ashbringer, Flamestrike, Titanstrike, Doomhammer, Queen Azshara's Scepter, Saszdora, Legacy of the Windrunners, Ullal, Harvester of the Winds..."

Seeing those weapons radiating terrifying waves of energy, Tonatiuh felt as though his head were about to explode.

Then a sudden change occurred.

All around the Sandblood Tribe, the air abruptly rippled like water. Just as when those flamboyantly equipped, frivolous "trolls" had appeared, dozens of portals opened, and from them emerged a mass of...

Tonatiuh's pupils contracted.

Dragons!

They were actually dragons—dragons wreathed in black smoke. Tonatiuh recognized them at once—the Infinite Dragons!

Why were Infinite Dragons here?

Before he could figure it out, the twenty-five "trolls" who had appeared first had already begun to move. The troll priest at their head, holding Light's Wrath, shouted:

"Protect the God-King!"

"Roar..."

The largest blackish-gray Infinite Dragon in the sky, the first to emerge, suddenly let out a dragon's roar. An invisible pressure spread outward, instantly throwing the Sandblood Tribe trolls into panic.

"Go steady the tribe!"

Tonatiuh gritted his teeth and ordered Zangar.

"Get the entire tribe away from the battlefield!"

The moment he finished speaking,

the lead dragon among the dozens of Infinite Dragons roared and lunged at him.

His pupils shrank.

Information automatically appeared across his vision:

[Infinite Dragon: Murozond]

[Level: Level 20 Dragon (Gargantuan Legendary Magical Creature)]

[Skills: Time Reversal, Time Torrent, Sands of Time, Time Prison, Time Bomb, Breath of Time...]

[Status: Hostile]

[Danger Level: Extremely Dangerous]

A legendary dragon!

And its target was him. Looking at the enormous dragon claw, each talon nearly as large as he was, Tonatiuh felt that a single swipe would undoubtedly tear him in two.

Facing the onrushing blackish-green dragon, Tonatiuh roared. He tried to dodge, only to discover that everything around him had become incredibly viscous. It was as though time or space itself had frozen. He could not move, and even when he unleashed all his strength, he still felt as if he were trapped in a swamp.

He could not move at all.

A message appeared in his vision, displaying his current status: [The Infinite Dragon Murozond has cast the legendary spell Time Prison on you. Your spell resistance failed the check. You have been trapped in Time Prison and cannot move...]

And now,

the dragon's terrifyingly colossal claw

came crashing down from above.

It clawed straight at Tonatiuh!

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