While firing lasers and missiles, the dragons descended, the Multiple-Barrel Autocannons beneath their bellies spinning rapidly!
Flames spewed wildly, the muzzle flashes joining into a whip of death.
The hail of large-caliber armor-piercing shells formed visible death barrages, blanketing the entire battlefield indiscriminately.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
Where the hail of bullets swept past, the demons were torn apart as easily as paper.
Flesh flew, and bones shattered.
A thick-skinned, heavily built Fifth Order giant Siege Beast that had survived by sheer luck was turning to flee in terror.
The barrage swept over it.
Countless sprays of blood instantly erupted across its massive body as its tough hide was easily pierced.
In just three seconds, it was reduced to a mangled heap of flesh and crashed to the ground.
The surviving demon commander finally snapped out of its stunned daze and immediately let out a shrill howl,
"Retreat... retreat, now!!"
The demon troops cried out in terror, "Monsters! They're the real monsters!!!"
They had not even touched the dragons before being battered senseless.
And these were only twenty-one dragons. Another three thousand were flying in from the other two sides to surround them!
These ordinary dragons had no long-range technological weapons and could only close in to fight with Dragon Breath and claws.
Every low sweep over the ground left dozens of demons in their claws, while their Dragon Breath licked across the earth, causing over a hundred casualties!
How were they supposed to fight this?
They were not idiots!
They could not fight this!
Not in the slightest!
This war was on an entirely different level!
Their vaunted numbers, physical strength, and fearlessness in the face of death.
Before these steel weapons they had never even seen, all of it was as fragile as a joke!
The Demon Clan