As countless currents surged in, Mo Fei's Mana Points, which were nearly depleted, instantly refilled, and his skill BUFF inflated to maximum value—energy fully charged!
This astonishing scene directly scared the orcs below silly.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Retreat, retreat, retreat, are we still fighting them?"
"Bros, I'm outta here first!"
"Quick, leave!"
"The wind is strong—let's bug out!"
In the blink of an eye, three or four orc Military Governors and Chieftains who were there for a commotion started to beat a retreat with their followers, and the orc army became a mess, staring blankly at the increasingly bright dragon in the sky.
However, it was already too late to run, the next second, a Dragon Thunder Storm several times more ferocious than before cascaded down like a torrential downpour.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
Only a crimson expanse remained between heaven and earth.
System prompt: You have advanced to level 49.