In just a few seconds, the situation was beyond suspense.
The Guardian Mage under the White Tiger's claws couldn't move, the Alchemist entwined by the giant serpent was pale-faced, and coupled with the Evil Wolf General clutched weakly in Solrog's grasp, not a single high-ranking leader of the Albert Family's elite private army escaped; they were all captured.
Until this moment.
Seeing all their leaders fall and get captured, the remaining human warriors finally crumbled, their last pillar of morale completely shattered.
On the other side, standing on the edge of the battlefield, Galros captured this decisive moment.
He suddenly raised his head adorned with prominent dragon horns, his chest heaved, and he let out a majestic dragon roar into the deep night sky, announcing victory and conclusion.
Sonic waves carrying the Dragon Lord's will swept across the chaotic battlefield in an instant.
Blood kin who received this clear instruction understood immediately.
