Reality is often as dramatic as a game. Just as the dragon elders, having regrouped and believing they were on the brink of victory, were about to celebrate...
They were brutally confronted by the harsh reality.
Suddenly, four immense Demon appeared, each radiating the terrifying aura of the eighth level. The moment these gigantic creatures stood around the dragons, their crushing pressure swept through like a tidal wave, effortlessly shattering the dragons' mighty presence.
At that instant, the dragons' will to fight also shattered.
One or two Demon King level abyssal demons could perhaps be defeated with the advantage of terrain and numbers. But against five? It was an impossible situation.
In a moment,
The dragon group, once ready for a total assault, froze as if someone hit the pause button. The dragon's fire breaths and spells they had gathered disintegrated into mere sparkles under the majestic aura of the abyssal demons, vanishing into the ether.
