The light of dawn burned everything, the power surged, and the fierce wind it carried spread wildly. The already devastated battlefield quickly turned into a land of glass, reflecting the blazing brilliance.
The demons rolled and crawled, swept away by the heat waves that were merely aftershocks. Flames ignited them, each turned into hundreds of fireballs, bouncing off the ground and creating bottomless pits, almost fainting after more than a dozen occurrences.
Fortunately, the demons who survived until the end had extraordinarily tenacious life force, only a few unlucky ones turned to ashes.
They extinguished the flames, looked up dumbfounded, watching in awe as a giant blood-colored dragon as large as a heavenly pillar coiled out from the melting starry meatball, shrouded in clouds and fog.
The Enchanting Demon Guard, who was left in revealing armor, was also shocked.
