The Adamant Dragon Sovereign didn't hesitate for even a second.
He swallowed the black orb whole.
And then—
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
A fresh wave of violent, chaotic energy exploded from his body, shaking the ground and sky alike.
"Vorath! You truly are a friend to the Adamant Dragon clan! Hahaha!" the Sovereign roared with laughter, his voice echoing like thunder across the realm.
But beside him, the Skyfiend Overlord—Vorath—smirked, a glint of madness and mockery flashing in his eyes.
HUMMMM!
In an instant, the dark energy surged outward, sweeping across the battlefield like a plague. It seeped into the Adamant Dragons, infecting their bodies, their minds, their very souls.
And just like that, a huge portion of the Adamant Dragon warriors fell under Vorath's control.
Puppets. Every last one of them.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!