As the beam burst out, the disciples barely dodged aside, their movements turning hurried as the flame tore past them. It did not disperse after missing, instead continuing forward as it locked onto the next target in its path.
The beam shot straight toward Lin Xiao Tian, forcing him to move at once as he picked up Miao-Miao and stepped aside without hesitation. Fuck you, I am not even in the fight, he thought, his face scrunched in a frown.
The dragon continued attacking in a berserk state, releasing bursts of flame without pause as the disciples scattered to avoid it. Wherever the fire touched, it did not fade, instead consuming everything it came into contact with.
Seeing this, a chill spread through the group as their movements grew sharper and more cautious. The dragon no longer targeted anyone directly, yet its random destruction made it even harder to approach.
