teor.
A teor streaking across the Sobbing Dunes.
No dazzling colors to embellish it, unlike the mysterious teor of the Evil God.
Surrounding that star is only the scorching firelight and the trailing blazing tail fla, symbolizing the ultimate physical form and the violent use of Gravity Magic.
The sky, where blood and stars entwine, is split by the tail fla, with the originally blurred boundary between the two colors suddenly becoming distinct!
Latan charges toward the adventurers gathered on the ground, carrying the montum to shatter everything!
"It’s coming! It’s the move that absolutely cannot be avoided!"
"Any god, it doesn’t matter who, bless them to truly defend against it."
"What nonsense are you praying? There’s no god now; it’s their own battle!"
The audience outside the Dungeon suddenly beca agitated upon seeing this scene, each person panic-stricken because of the teor descending from the sky.
Images related to the battle festival are widespread everywhere; at the height of interest, everyone in the streets and alleys discusses its topics.
There are many topics about it, and among the nurous topics, one considered to be quite popular is—how can Latan’s teor be dodged?
Anyone who has seen the battle festival images knows that this teor is absolutely impossible to evade. No matter where you hide, no matter how invincible a Protective Shield you deploy, whether you hold the Hound Step or the Hound’s Long Teeth, facing a teor that will relentlessly chase any trace of you and launch an offensive covering the entirety of the Sobbing Dunes...
It is all in vain.
People discuss animatedly, comparing existing techniques that can be used to mitigate damage, even debating historical strong warriors, ultimately evolving into endless argunts among the power factions.
Perhaps even those arguing did not consider one thing: the question they posed from the beginning was how to "dodge" Latan’s teor.
Not how to "block" it.
In everyone’s subconscious, it is an inevitable catastrophe that cannot be stopped!
So when they heard Lanle take the lead in issuing the command to block the teor, those who heard the words showed a visibly shocked expression.
They cannot imagine how this teor can be stopped, and ti does not allow them to ponder slowly, because from Latan’s takeoff to transforming into a teor crashing towards the earth, ultimately, only a mont is left for people to speak a few words.
At this very mont, it has already fallen!
Latan, transford into a teor, is about to bring destruction to those on the ground!
"Only by taking the initiative to strike can there be a glimr of hope."
Lanle looks at the falling teor, muttering to himself:
"A coward who only knows how to evade absolutely cannot survive this blow."
It is said, seeking life from death, exhausting every effort to block Latan may leave a ray of hope!
The dragons carry the remaining people to gather at a place, and the number of survivors surprises Lanle. Despite everyone adopting a desperate fighting style, the result is more effective than the cautious tactics of dodging and ducking!
And the teor in the sky automatically adjusted its direction, crashing with maximum force towards the place where the crowd gathers.
At this mont, the ground begins to shake.
Strange, the star has not yet fallen, so why does the ground start shaking first?
Could it be that the Sain Dungeon encountered a bug?
No, a City Lord has been overlooking the entire battle and making precise adjustnts all along, there’s no way anything went wrong here.
Therefore, this shaking can only be generated by the challengers!
"Ahoo-ga!"
A strange roar shatters the earth, and dragons emitting fiery light burst forth from the soil, spreading their heavy wings and the powerful four legs tearing the earth apart.
The Floating Island Dragon Clan, they have finally erged!
No wonder only the local giant dragons of the Warrior Country were seen battling Latan just now, they were hiding underground all along, waiting for the mont. How did they manage to do it?
But no matter how they achieved it, their purpose is evident—to wait for this mont!
As the purest breed of four-legged dragons, the physical quality of the Floating Island Dragon Clan can leave the local giant dragons of the Warrior Country far behind.
Beneath the teor, they are both the hardest Shield and the sharpest long spear!
They roar in unison, the strange roar being a remnant the Demon Dragon Plague left them, but it also proves their glorious history of overcoming the plague.
And the Demon Dragon Plague left them not just with this unbearable Dragon Roar, but with sothing else.
The dragons shoot skyward towards the teor, trailing fiery light of their own colors, these lights entwining with the nearest kin at the mont of their rise.
Rainbow hues converge in the sky, a fluctuating serpentine dragon phantom appears and quickly solidifies into a sturdy long spear, stabbing toward the teor!
The Demon Dragon Plague gifted the Floating Island Dragon Clan the Combined Skills usable by the entire clan!
Although they can no longer fuse into a Great Demon Dragon, launching an attack by rging all their moves is absolutely doable!
This is a Legendary attack!
"Charge!!!"
Those already united throw punches in the direction of the teor, seemingly launching an attack towards Latan from afar!
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