After being hit by the arrows, the Lava Dragon's abdomen was in intense pain, letting out a wail as it fell from the sky. With its Level 9 Giant Dragon physique, it wouldn't die immediately but its combat ability quickly deteriorated. Without healing and rest, its life would be in danger.
"Father!"
Alexandra's eyes shrank; she never thought her mighty father would one day suffer such severe injuries.
The Lava Dragon endured the injury and whispered:
"I'm okay, you all retreat through the teleportation portal first. I can't hold on here, it seems the demons have long since targeted me."
Although most of the Dragon Clan ignored their offspring, over two thousand years, it had witnessed its daughter's rise with a great sense of accomplishment. Perhaps, in the future, this child could reach accomplishments comparable to its own.
Elsie said sorrowfully:
