The man resembling a dead tree, his eyes full of confusion.
In his lifeti, he never dared to imagine that one day, the evil Dragon people in Holy Dragon City would be held accountable and easily killed by humans.
Nor did he dare to imagine that one day, the Dragon Race would actually crawl at the feet of humans.
The young man stood against the wind, the warm sunlight casting over him, giving a sense of tranquility.
With a slight nod, the giant dragon several miles long imdiately soared joyously, spiraling in the sky.
A captivating and loud dragon roar emitted from its mouth, radiating throughout Holy Dragon City.
The sunlight shone on the dragon’s crystal-clear scale armor, glistening brightly.
Compared to Balram, the giant dragon brought by the young man was more oppressive and, in terms of appearance, had much more beauty.
Although the white Dragon people were just ordinary offspring of Balram.
But if even one is killed, Balram can imdiately sense it.
When dozens of Dragon people were killed in Holy Dragon City, Balram in the Holy Dragon Hall imdiately noticed this anomaly.
In the magnificent palace that glittered with light, the corridors were long.
At the end of the corridor was a throne symbolizing power.
A tall and robust man sat upright on it, a coarse hand pressing against his forehead.
In front of the man, a Dragon person with black scales all over its body, and more than a dozen white-skinned Dragon people, knelt tremblingly before him.
Dragon people have been the rulers of this city for hundreds of years.
In these hundreds of years, the human resistance from Celestial Weaving Star never dared to set foot here.
The humans from Celestial Weaving Star possessed advanced technology, making it convenient to attack or escape.
But in the face of the Dragon people’s agile skills, it was almost useless.
Human hot weapons could harm ordinary Dragon people.
Against higher-level Dragon people like Balram, they were completely ineffective.
Therefore, the resistance wouldn’t foolishly co to Holy Dragon City looking for trouble.
But what happened now made Balram furious, and hearing the dragon roar with its strong provocative tone, Balram was nearly exploding with anger.
The eerie laughter it emitted sent shivers down the spines of the Dragon offspring inside Holy Dragon Hall.
They rembered clearly, the last ti Balram emitted that kind of sound was decades ago.
That ti when the human resistance first used the weapon called the Pulse Electromagnetic Cannon.
The indestructible and powerful force left a deep impression on Balram’s face.
The intense anger rendered Balram at the ti in a frenzied state, tearing hundreds of humans and even Dragon people into shreds without reason.
The decades passed, yet the scar of humiliation on Balram remained unhealed.
As a result, when Balram emitted an eerie laugh, its offspring were extrely terrified.
"Lord Balram, has anything happened?"
Balram laughed with one hand covering its face, the other, with veins bulging, grabbed the handle of the throne, twisting the tal material out of shape.
"Whatever is shouting in Holy Dragon City, regardless of its power, I want it torn to pieces in the shortest ti!"
"Otherwise, it will be you who are torn to pieces!"
The Dragon offspring didn’t doubt the truthfulness of these words at all.
As long as there was enough nutrition, the reproduction speed of Dragon people was terrifying.
Balram’s Dragon physique was quite unique.
The resistance couldn’t figure out whether Balram was male or female after hundreds of years of encounters.
Call this creature a female, yet it has such a rugged humanoid form.
But call this creature male, yet it can lay so many eggs.
The entire Celestial Weaving Star has billions of Dragon people.
Among them, at least a million are produced by Balram.
With so many offspring, a few hundred casualties wouldn’t distress Balram.
Upon receiving the orders, they dashed out of the Holy Dragon Hall, scrambling.
Ao Lie hovered in the sky, using its talent to manipulate water elents, starting an attack on Holy Dragon City.
The environnt where Dragon people lived was relatively good.
All you see are verdant mountains and rivers, forming a stark contrast with the resistance’s harsh living environnt.
No wonder the resistance would choose to survive in such cruel conditions.
All you see are sandy wastes that the Dragon people genuinely disdain.
Lin Yi slowly walked to the thin man, nodding at him.
"It’s not easy to survive under the rule of these creatures."
"Do you want to personally end these beasts?"
The man nodded firmly.
For more than a decade, he had been hoping incessantly for this mont to co.
Even if not rescued by the resistance, it didn’t matter.
Lin Yi smiled slightly.
"One must strive for one’s future."
"Pick up these beasts’ weapons, gather your enslaved companions, and slaughter them!"
As Lin Yi’s words fell, countless red-black rays shot from Xiyue’s chest, precisely hitting the shackles of every enslaved human of Celestial Weaving Star by the Dragon people.
The sturdy shackles instantly crumbled into powder upon being hit by the rays.
Freedom has co!
Has the tornt of over ten years finally co to an end?
Most humans enslaved as workers by Dragon people were the resistance fighters.
Because these people had relatively good physical conditions, becoming laborers was not surprising.
For over ten years, these individuals lived in darkness, under the feet of Dragon people every day.
These ugly creatures occupied their land, trampling their dignity, and they never stopped yearning for freedom, wanting to slaughter these hideous beings that put them in hell with their own hands.
The heavy shackles had practically beco part of their bodies over these years.
When that weight disappeared entirely from their bodies, the resistance fighters enslaved by Dragon people had tears in their eyes instantly.
Lin Yi’s words echoed endlessly in each of their minds.
Over a hundred slaves dusted off the heavy dirt on their bodies, then solemnly bowed to Lin Yi.
"If fortune persists and we remain alive, this grace will surely be repaid."
The slaves kneeled before Lin Yi on one knee in gratitude.
Then, they picked up weapons that were completely unmatched in size with themselves, charging towards the Dragon people in Holy Dragon City.
The weapons, as tall as their height, were extrely awkward for the liberated slaves to use.
But they couldn’t care about that now.
At this mont, they only had one thought, to slaughter the invaders.
Ao Lie manipulated water elents, transforming them into blades and continuously firing towards where the gaze laid.
In less than a minute, dozens of white-skinned Dragon people died at Ao Lie’s hands.
An Ancestral Dragon level powerhouse was not to be trifled with by these diocre beings.
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