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Countless magma creatures, pierced by the blood-red sword, were torn to shreds, their screams incessant.
After more than ten minutes, led by Cao Jue and Tong Tao, a group of over ten senior students charged towards the volcanic summit.
Their target was the Magma Serpent Tribe that had lived there for hundreds of years!
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"Poison Dragon...!"
Accompanied by a hoarse roar from a man, three purplish-black giant dragons suddenly shot out from the darkness, their extremely pungent and dense odor of decay completely engulfing a group of Giant Mice over one meter tall in the distance.
"Ah..."
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
"Poison, it's poison, retreat quickly..."
The screams kept sounding as the Giant Mice began to wail pitifully, many of them collapsing to the ground in convulsions.
The other Giant Mice turned and ran, trying to leave the place.
But the three Poison Dragons were controlled by someone and swept through the battlefield like autumn leaves before the wind.