The massive form of Black Dragon Marcel's dragon shape cast a shadow over the entire Dragon Bone City.
The sunlight was completely blocked out, and the entire city was plunged into darkness.
The soldiers from both sides, who had been engaged in battle within the city, couldn't help but stop. They all turned their gaze toward the center of Dragon Bone City.
Everyone realized that something monumental was happening at the heart of the city, at the palace of Crimson King.
This event would determine the outcome of the entire battle.
"Little ants, stop your futile resistance! Submit to the great dragon race! Anyone who dares continue to resist will be destroyed by my immense power!"
Black Dragon Marcel's grand voice echoed throughout the city.
The dragon race and the Dragonkin warriors were caught up in a frenzy of celebration.
In previous battles, every time they heard Black Dragon Marcel's booming voice, it meant that victory had been achieved.
