Chapter 598 - 215. The living perish and are killed
The gigantic explosion, even more explosive than a thunderclap on a clear sky, reverberated for a long time.
In the midst of battle, both Liszt and Zote were momentarily stunned, the ground quaking as if trembling, as they focused on stabilizing their stances to avoid showing any openings to the opponent.
A fracture line streaked across the black and red sky, like a collapsing stairway of air; Garscek, who was raging in a killing spree, suddenly had her cloud-cutting wings go rigid, tumbling like a kite with its string cut, spiraling downward struggling toward the earth.
The Judger who had unleashed the Fallen Sky Word Spirit Technique had trembling pupils.
How could this happen?
This kind of soul of words magic could be counted on one hand in existence, and its impact on the Dragon Clan was catastrophic.
Yet, that relatively smaller Silver Dragon was unaffected in the slightest.
Watching Garscek plummet toward the Eternal Sect’s enemy lines, Fafna was startled for only a very brief moment, then hurriedly reacted, swooping below Garscek at maximum speed, gathering all her strength to try and support her.
But the size difference was too vast; even as she propped Garscek up, spreading her wings was utterly impossible, merely gliding swiftly rearward from the sky, ultimately crashing heavily into Silver Moon City engulfed in raging flames, reducing buildings within several hundred meters to rubble and dust, raising a monstrous wave of debris, intensifying the already fiercely burning city.
To Zote, when to cull these ragtag beings was inconsequential, as the Black Rock City church had just completed its main construction ceremony, and Salt Lake City had barely begun to be developed.
He had ample time, and the urgent task was merely to claim the heads of these two Dragons.