Chapter 673: Heaven Descends

To be honest, from a combat perspective, Olaya's swordsmanship was indeed exquisite.

From afar, Duanmu Huai could see Olaya turn into a streak of white light, thrusting directly towards the White Dragon's chest. In the next moment, countless flashes of sword light crisscrossed, blossoming like a flower of light on the battlefield, enveloping the entire body of the White Dragon. Then, with a pitiful wail, the dragon erupted with streaks of blood and crashed to the ground, motionless.

Witnessing this scene, the morale of the soldiers on the city wall surged as they erupted into cheers together. By this moment, Olaya had already sheathed her Sword, returning to the top of the wall—her clothes still spotless, as if she had never been through a battle at all.

However, unfortunately, this was not the decisive moment that marked the end of the battle.

It was, rather, the signal for an even greater battle to begin.

"ROAR————————!"