The various methods Ling Zhan had displayed had already made him a hot commodity in the eyes of certain big shots.
At this moment.
All the adventurers within this lone city had cast their own missions to the back of their minds.
Countless people were witnessing this grand spectacle of one man defending a city.
Boom!!
Thunder unexpectedly erupted first from the eastern gate.
"Ling Zhan," holding a staff pointed toward the heavens, stood with his robes billowing. Dark clouds churned overhead, lightning flashed, and thunder roared, as though the world were ending.
Roar!!
A dragon's cry suddenly rang out from within the rolling clouds, tearing through the sky.
At the same time, an immense and sacred dragon's might descended upon this land, making the Thorn Flower Demons and Bloodthirsty Werewolves below tremble all over!
Even the adventurers atop the city walls, those who had brought their contracted magic beasts into the Secret Realm, discovered that their own magic beasts had begun shivering beneath that vast dragon's might!
"Holy shit!"
"What kind of technique is this? Such solid dragon's might has descended!"
"Even a clone has this kind of combat strength!?"
Amid everyone's shock.
Thud!!
A muffled sound came from the churning clouds.
Then everyone saw a dragon head condensed from dazzling lightning emerge from the clouds!
"This..."
The scene before them left everyone utterly dumbfounded!
They had never dreamed that a Freelancer's clone could possess such formidable means!
At this moment, even the audience in the guild hall outside had collectively fallen silent!
And it was not merely shock that crept across their faces, but also a deeply weighted confusion.
Every magic-class professional present exchanged looks, their faces filled with bewilderment.
The reason was...
They could not identify the name of the skill "Ling Zhan" had unleashed!
Even after