Thousands of troops were instantly obliterated just like that in ten seconds. Mason's heart shook, his eyes trembling as he watched the display of power from Sylphia.
Even he, who was many times stronger than those thousands of troops, would need far longer than ten seconds to wipe them out.
But the most shocking thing for him was not the time. It was the power contained within each of those root dragons.
They exuded an aura he had never felt before, one that made him feel despair even though he was not their target.
Their speed was something that simple flight could not evade. To truly escape, one would need an escape device such as a teleportation belt.
'There is no way that technique could be stopped. Once it appears, there is nothing anyone could do,' he thought, sweat falling from his forehead.
