The square, which had only just quieted down, erupted into a commotion.
Everyone looked up toward the sound and saw an enormous dragon flying toward the fief from the distant sky.
Dangling beneath the dragon's two front claws was a massive, hideous body.
All four of the demon's limbs had been severed, and wounds deep enough to expose bone covered its pitch-black body. Zheng Gold chains wound around it more than a dozen times from head to foot, every section inscribed with dwarven runes.
Weakening and binding magic flashed continuously.
Around the dragon, Reynolds, Balin, and several other Seventh-Order Experts escorted it the entire way. Farther out, Pangu Mecha and Unmanned Combat Aircraft formed a security perimeter to prevent any mishaps.
Even so, the Demon Venerable's lingering pressure still made people's chests tighten.
An elf who recognized what he was seeing cried out:
"A Seventh-Order Demon Venerable?"
"That's definitely a Seventh-Order Demon Venerable! I've felt their pressure before!"
"The dragon is carrying a living Seventh-Order Demon Venerable!"
The answer spread rapidly through the crowd, and the wariness and fear on everyone's faces gradually turned to disbelief.
In Terra's two hundred years of war against the Demon Clan, the various races had killed one or two Seventh-Order Demon Venerables, but only at the cost of lives in extremely brutal battles. They had never captured one alive.
Seventh-Order Experts already stood at the pinnacle of the Terra Continent. Aside from the even more terrifying Eighth-Order Demon Gods, Demon Venerables were the strongest enemies soldiers of the various races could encounter.
Their bodies were immensely powerful, and they moved too fast for ordinary soldiers to even see clearly. Merely sweeping their domains across a battlefield could leave swaths of low-order soldiers unable to resist.
The destruction of many cities often required only a