Qiuqiu spread its wings and propelled itself forcefully off the mountain with its rugged Dragon Claw, crushing the protruding rocks.
Whoosh—
Accompanied by violent wind, Qiuqiu's massive body flew over the heads of the rushing army, causing waves of exclamations and whistles wherever its shadow passed.
A gleam of excitement appeared in Qiuqiu's eyes as flames burst from the corners of its mouth, spewing a searing Dragon Breath towards the distant horde of monsters.
Thanks to the government's relentless promotion and image-building over the past few years, the Duke and the Fire Dragon King had become deeply ingrained in the hearts of every young person in Daxia, amassing huge fan bases both in the military and among the civilian population.
As Qiuqiu passed over Qin Zhenbei, Shao Zifeng released his grip on its claw and steadily landed on the ground.
