Becoming a solitary

This impending doom of the tribe's annihilation, though tragic, allowed the desolate aura of this Blood Dragon Formation to reach its peak. Buzz! The austere blood color and chillingly solemn air swept forth, crashing into the thousands of Ghost Mantis-Winged Beasts at the front. They were directly overwhelmed, their spirits shattered, then cleaved in two by the subsequent onslaught of blades and swords, all while the dragon clan remained unscathed.,All information regarding the Mad Dragon was strictly confidential, even Mantis had no idea what extent his injuries were. After all these years, whether or not he had recovered partially and to what degree remained a mystery.,The Goblin Mantis-Beaks, with their overwhelming numbers and no weak strength, drove them to desperation. Their goal was nothing more than to usurp the dragons' position. After this battle, inside the hidden realm, every dragon, regardless of age or gender, would meet their demise. For a time, hatred towards the Goblin Mantis-Beaks surged within them.。