Horn of the Counterattack!

"Fall back! Hurry, fall back!"

The soldiers roared as a golden dragon attacked them before their eyes.

Most of them had no magic and could only rely on the magical roads to restrain the dragon. But they lacked the physical abilities of mages, and by now they had suffered devastating losses.

There were eight dragons in total!

Although the mage guilds had tied down most of them, even the remaining one or two dragons were beyond what they could handle.

"Roar!"

Golden magic gathered in the dragon's mouth. At the sight, the soldiers did not even have the strength to run. Their comrades had just vanished beneath that very attack.

"Heh... we're finished..."

"Damn it!"

"There's no hope..."

"..."

Despair spread through the soldiers' hearts.

The golden dragon breath blasted toward the soldiers. Unless a miracle occurred, they would all be wiped out after this attack.

Boom!!!

The powerful dragon breath erupted into a small mushroom cloud, yet it destroyed only the street!

The soldiers opened their eyes in disbelief. They had actually survived that terrifying attack!

"Go help the mages. Leave this to me."

A voice that made them feel immensely reassured sounded before them.

Black markings covered him. Qian Guang, his Mangekyō activated, stood before them!

Qian Guang had used spatial magic to transfer the dragon breath just now.

Ignoring the soldiers who wept with joy at their narrow escape, a blue giant appeared out of thin air, while black magic once again enveloped the Tang Blade.

In the next instant, the black Tang Blade pierced straight through the golden dragon's abdomen, and Qian Guang directly transferred it above another gray dragon!

"Roar!!!"

"Roar!"

The two dragon roars drew everyone's attention. Two black Tang Blades viciously pierced through the dragons' wings, pinning them to the ground.

Scalding dragon