Damn! They ran?! At this moment, David had no time to worry about the two dragon gods with their deep-seated grudges; the scene, almost resembling 'One Qi Transforms into Three Clears,' had left him stunned for a while.
He seemed to have finally encountered an ability he couldn't replicate using his own Authority—he had no avatars available.
No, wait, I have two alts too!
But before he could figure out how to summon these 'alts,' the Babylonian War God was already charging at him, his longsword dragging across the ground, creating sparks.
Startled, David instinctively reared back on Farazur's haunches and unleashed a gray torrent of [Negative Energy Breath] at Marduk.
This ancient Mesopotamian Dragon Slayer seemed entirely unafraid. As he charged forward, he swung his longsword, splitting the flow of [Negative Energy Breath] in two. The streams deflected to either side, shaving off another corner of the crumbling, decayed Dragon Palace.
