"Is this dragon really that powerful?" Merrill Caldwell looked up at the sky.
The enormous flying dragon circled overhead.
This was the thirtieth time the dragon had appeared above the Caldwell Family.
Unlike before, this time the dragon swiftly streaked across and disappeared into the horizon.
"The feeling of having a knife dangling over your head is really uncomfortable."
Merrill Caldwell let out a bitter laugh, "It's not that no one has thought of a way; even the most advanced fighter jets can't kill it. Instead, dozens of the latest fighter jets have been shot down by the dragon's lightning, all crashing."
The martial artists of Boulevard have a very advanced mindset; they don't think that just because they're martial artists, they can disdain advanced weaponry without any restraint.
Many martial arts families in Boulevard have purchased some heavy weaponry.
But facing the dragon, they felt powerless for the first time.
