"AARRR..."
The Golden Dragon let out a cry of agony, its voice thick with outrage and confusion.
Its massive body lost all control, plummeting from the sky like a kite with a snapped string, straight toward the side of the hill below.
"CRASH!"
With a tremendous impact, dust and smoke filled the air, and shattered rock flew in all directions.
The mighty Golden Dragon had been caught completely off guard by the sudden Spiritual Shock, crashing heavily to the ground and carving out a massive crater.
The light on its golden scales dimmed, a clear sign that the spiritual wound was far more severe than the physical impact.
"HISSS! The power of the Father God!"
Seeing this, the Demon Serpent Priest let out a series of excited, shrill hisses. Although it had paid a heavy price for forcibly communing with the will of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent—its face as pale as paper, black blood seeping from the vertical pupil on its forehead—the manic joy in its eyes was impossible to hide.
