The longsword fell from his hand to the ground, and Ackerman's body, unable to hold on any longer, collapsed. He looked at the black dragon soaring overhead, his face unreadable, first laughing helplessly, then bursting into uncontrollable sobs.
Todd spat out a giant fireball, a meter wide, which slammed into a catapult beneath him.
Flames shot into the sky, and wood chips flew everywhere.
The fireball explosion left a crater ten meters in diameter and more than a meter deep on the ground.
Wielding his dragon wings, Todd slammed his body into the ground, and amidst the flying human limbs, he forcefully plunged his two sharp forelimbs into the earth.
Under the dragon's control, the power of "Earth Control" was fully activated, and the earth began to shake violently. Wave after wave of seismic waves spread outwards from Todd like ripples in a pond.
The space outside Junka Fortress resembled the sea in a storm. Warhorses, soldiers, supplies, and siege equipment were thrown into the air by the violently shaking earth, then fell back down and were swallowed up by the cracked rock layers. The sounds of the earth and rocks collapsing, the screams of the dead, and the neighing of horses blended together to create a symphony of death on the battlefield.
Soon, there wasn't a single living creature left around Todd.
Looking around, all that could be seen on the entire battlefield were three or five wagons buried in the soil and a few flags overturned on the ground.
Having overused his strength, Todd struggled to pull his forelimbs out of the ground. With his dragon head drooping and panting heavily, he lay sprawled on the ground with his limbs on the ground and his dragon wings hanging down to his sides, looking as if he had used up all his strength.
Hearing the sounds coming from afar, Todd struggled to lift his head and look at the smoke-filled battlefield.
A figure appeared in the dust and slowly walked towards him.
A crimson spear, reeking of blood, stained the surrounding air.
Cú Chulainn, his eyes bloodshot, stood before the black dragon, pointing his spear at the latter's head. His deep voice, filled with a vengeful rage that seemed to emanate from hell, said, "We... have finally... met!"
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