Inside the city stands a large building of the Holy True God Church, where Garscek stood, like a huge purple-black dragon's eye, larger than an adult's size.
She took a deep breath, the chaotic airflow absorbing most of the city's fire. With all her might, accompanied by an earth-shaking dragon roar, a purple-black tornado of fire swept towards the direction of the densest bullets.
The ground was carved out like a huge chasm, sweeping directly from the Divine Master Temple to the city wall, smashing the wall into pieces, then sweeping horizontally.
It finally grew much quieter, as the noise caused by the bullets decreased by several orders of magnitude.
Then came a few more sounds of iron arrows piercing through the air. The arrows, as terrifying as a bed crossbow, grazed Garscek's skin but only left some marks, slightly wearing down her scale armor.
Garscek's gaze fixed on the east gate of the city, where a small black dot appeared in the distance. Crocodile Island stood there.
