"This… this can't be… Celestial Dragons? How is this possible? How did they change so much? How could they have become this powerful? Their physical strength alone—it's on a whole different level now…"
The lead Angel's voice trembled as he stared up, stunned.
His gaze locked onto Sycaron, who hovered above like a god of war.
Clearly, they knew who Sycaron and the Celestial Dragons were. That familiarity only made their shock deeper—because what they were seeing now was something entirely new. These weren't the dragons they remembered.
These were something else.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
One after another, Emerald Castle's forces surged through the spatial rift, flooding into the fifth level like a rising tide. In mere moments, they had seized control of the entire floor.
The Sky Citadel elites frowned, their expressions darkening. The trap they'd set hadn't even had time to spring fully, and already reinforcements had arrived.
And not just any reinforcements—monsters.
