Dazzling flames burst forth continuously, with nothing but blazing white in view.
The monsters outside the city were torn apart in the tidal wave-like shock waves, turning into cloth scraps, turning into minced flesh, turning into nothingness.
Those shock waves, like towering tidal waves, carried countless shattered corpses and rolling stones, surging toward Tianyuan City.
The watery mirror light screen appeared.
The watery mirror light screen swayed, on the brink of collapse.
The watery mirror light screen shattered with a loud bang.
Pure white wings extended once more, inserted into the ground, firmly sheltering Tianyuan City.
The entire city still shook as if it was experiencing an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight.
Crevices spread across the roads, ceilings showered down dust, and fortunately, the materials of Eternal World were of high quality. Mu Yuan paid great attention to quality when arranging construction, which saved the buildings from collapsing one by one.
He didn't pay much attention to this.
He still controlled the last four Thunder Flame Dragons, locking onto the blood-red dragon that had turned into a blood light.
The Envoy of Dragon Sleep no longer fled. His wings wrapped around himself, and his entire body transformed into a massive blood cocoon.
The four Thunder Flame Dragons converged, clinging tightly to the blood cocoon, with a splendid Da Ri hanging high in the sky outside Tianyuan City.
Brilliant light concealed everything.
Energy rolled like tides.
But beneath the blinding brilliance and vast tide, the blood cocoon was still there, albeit very battered. The dragon within, protected by the blood cocoon, had shrunk by six whole spirals.
He still writhed under the destructive power of thunder and fire, his wings shattered, his breath feeble, even his Domain hard to maintain.
But after all, he was alive.
To live meant a future.
"Humans, this envoy will remember…"
Silent bone spurs suddenly thrust forth, effortlessly tearing through the dragon's hard scale armor and solid flesh, piercing the throbbing heart and protruding from the chest.
Over ten meters long.
Bone white, crystalline, and translucent.
Yet it held a destructive force even colder and more terrifying than the Thunder Fire Dragon before.
The power of Dead Bone.
His life rapidly drained away.
He dimly saw a legendary presence, shrouded in a fluttering cloak, appearing not far from him, as if it had always been there.
This Legendary Realm held in its hands a vase-shaped treasure emitting black light, the Black Cloak Legend stepping out from the crevices of space.
"No wonder... I didn't... initiate..."
The Envoy of Dragon Sleep's flesh, where two Teleportation Artifacts activated, failed to function due to the violent energy and shattered space.
His vitality continued to ebb away, as his flesh lost all regenerative capabilities and kept rotting, leaving his chest cavity hollow.
His hidden Life-Substitute Treasure automatically activated.
The Life-Substitute Treasure failed to save him, turning to ashes.
The Envoy of Dragon Sleep was completely cut off from life.
Dead Bone stored away the Epic Treasure Spatial Vase in his hand, then, unable to help himself, clicked his tongue at the energy that was still violently surging around, "This blood-red dragon legend is truly fearsome."
Even grievously wounded, under the oblivion of Wither King Bone, he managed to hold on for a full... full three seconds.
Minutes later, the energy tides outside Tianyuan City gradually calmed.
The pure white wings had long since disappeared.
The walls and defenses of Tianyuan City were now shattered and scattered. Even some uninhabited buildings in the outskirts of the city had collapsed a great deal.
The entire Tianyuan City looked like a disaster site.
But the defenders did not seem discouraged; even the auxiliary elves and Giant Elites, even those who were badly wounded, had their faces hard to hide excitement, agitation, and fanaticism.
This was a great victory!
A great victory achieved by Lord Tianyuan, who turned the tide with tremendous effort!
In the center of Tianyuan City, a splendid tower hung in mid-air. Atop the tower, a tall figure stood erect, his palm slightly lifting upwards as if a god, lifting the city, sheltering his people, and sweeping the realms.
'Notice: The morale of the territory's people has increased.'
'Notice: The morale of the territory's people has increased.'
Mu Yuan maintained a smile, letting his invincible posture shine brilliantly.
"Isloa, fast, support me a bit, I can hardly stand."