Doomsday Roulette

The shadows of eight giant dragons hovered in various directions above Divine Artisan City, with eight pairs of lively dragon eyes staring down at the metallic city, cold and fierce.

Such a spectacle attracted the attention of many, igniting both anticipation and anxiety.

What were they going to do?

Soon, Xuanyan provided the answer.

The shadows of the eight dragons moved simultaneously, their bodies hovering with their heads slightly tilted downward, then they opened their mouths and began to unleash endless flames.

With a loud roar, the torrents of flames struck the topmost layer of Divine Artisan City!

The Divine Eye had started to emit light when the dragon phantoms began their preparations, but the brightness was so low that it went unnoticed by many; after all, the dragon shadows in the sky were far more captivating.

The eight torrents of flames collided with Divine Artisan City. Although they were partially blocked by the light of the Divine Eye, this continuous assault transformed the city into a furnace, with the eight fire dragons constantly roasting it.

Even from a distance, many could feel the temperature rising, indicating just how scorching it must be around Divine Artisan City.

The air twisted under the influence of the flames, making the entire world seem surreal.

Ye Zhongming watched quietly.

This was the most powerful attack from an elder of the Dragon Race known for their offensive abilities, and it was also the most traditional elemental power. He wanted to know if Divine Artisan City could withstand it, and how it would do so.

The light from the Divine Eye was completely obscured by these flames, and because the flames were temporarily blocked yet did not dissipate, they cascaded downwards, forming a waterfall of fire outside Divine Artisan City, just like the earlier green light, but this time, it was even more brilliant and dazzling.

The world seemed to turn red.

At that moment, a white cold light burst forth from the flames.

It was bright and fast.

Many people only saw a flash of white before being unable to see anything; by the time the stinging in their eyes faded and they looked again, the white light had vanished, along with the eight dragon phantoms.

Those with weaker powers did not see it, but peak experts and above managed to catch a glimpse of what had transpired.

Inside Divine Artisan City, it was unclear whether it was a peak expert or some artifact that emitted a comet-like white light, which instantly crossed a short distance and struck Xuanyan, who was hovering in the air controlling the eight phantoms.

The fire dragon race was not unprepared for an attack on their elder, but that light was too fast and too sudden; even several peak experts from the Rebel Dragon Race nearby did not react in time.

Just as they had witnessed the fall of the hundred dragons, were they about to lose another elder? Many in the Dragon Race could not suppress such thoughts.

"That's the Falling Star Staff."

The Su Clan General beside Ye Zhongming spoke in a somewhat somber tone, identifying the source of the light.

Thanks to the sharing of intelligence, information about the Falling Star Staff immediately appeared in Ye Zhongming's mind.

This divine level equipment had been crafted over a thousand years ago, and its previous owners were all powerful beings from the Tarros Red Dwarf tribe, all skilled in offense.

The abilities of this staff primarily revolved around attack, with two well-known abilities; one was "Heavenly Strike," a very broad area attack that indiscriminately targeted all life within its range, powerful enough to rival a peak expert's follow-up blow, making it a devastating skill on the battlefield.

The other was the light they had just witnessed, known as Falling Star.

Many weapon skills shared this name, but very few could actually invoke the power of falling stars; the Falling Star Staff was one of them.

"If that old man is still alive, then he must be the one who made the move."

According to the Su Clan's records, the Falling Star Staff had belonged to a peak powerhouse named Jiang Zhao three hundred years ago. His past was somewhat reminiscent of Pao Bai; in his youth, he was a battle fanatic, challenging nearly all the super clans he encountered.