"What the fuck is this?"
Chairman Zhang muttered, looking as though he had seen a ghost.
Wasn't this a supernatural world with a medieval-like setting, martial skills, and magic?
You're a dragon with an incredibly powerful body and a Breath Weapon. Why aren't you coming over to crush us weak little humans?
Show off your might and power.
Instead of using your Breath Weapon, why the hell are you throwing javelins from a distance?
Did dragons have different classes, just like people?
Warrior dragons? Archer dragons? Javelin-thrower dragons?
Chairman Zhang's mind was a jumble, and he only grew more bewildered.
Until...
"Hahaha! Nice throw, Xiluo! You actually hit them this time! Watch closely. My turn now! Roar!"
The Red Dragon beside the Blue Dragon roared excitedly and swung his Dragon Arm as well.
An iron spear wreathed in arcs of lightning shot out like a bolt!
"Urgh! Aah!"
Two screams rang out.
Two more unlucky leather-armored Warriors had their bodies pierced through and fell to the ground, their faces filled with despair.
"Hahaha! Got them! Got them! Did you see that, Xiluo? That's what I can do!" the Red Dragon laughed smugly.
"Chairman Zhang! Stop spacing out! Hurry! Charge them! If we stay here, we're nothing but sitting ducks!"
Beside Chairman Zhang, the beautiful woman shouted anxiously.
She snapped the dazed Chairman Zhang back to his senses.
"Right! Right! Attack! All Warriors, charge with me! Clerics, give us buffs! Spellcasters, return fire!"
Chairman Zhang immediately roared.
The Warriors' next actions could certainly be called brave. They roared and charged forward.
The Clerics began chanting.
"Great God of Wealth... Shield of Wealth!"
"Great God of Love and Desire... Fearless Courage!"
"Great God of Holy Light... Wall of Light!"
Rays of light fell upon the charging Warriors, causing golden, mobile energy shields