The Saint Master killed the fire dragon with one arrow.
Two cannons subdued the dragon group.
Imagine that.
What happened today will be passed down in the Witch Race, and even throughout the entire Holy Spirit Realm, for tens of millions of years.
At this moment.
Han Xing appeared at the highest point of a city, a look of contemplation in his eyes.
"In the future, I can't do this kind of thing anymore."
"When going out to fight, let the civilians stay on the continent."
"Then isolate the defense tower and just take Ten Thousand Stars City out."
Han Xing felt a bit apprehensive in his heart.
If he were to encounter an enemy again,
like Nelos today, activating ultimate skills to destroy the Witch Race Continent,
even he could not guarantee that every time he could save everyone.
At this moment.
Several figures appeared beside Han Xing.
It was Wu Ling'Er and Zhang Lianmeng.
After becoming legends, everyone became increasingly proficient in manipulating divine power.
