Before them, the three Saint Lord-ranked dragons were all at least level 95, each with over 500 million HP and a base attack power surpassing 60,000. On top of that, they were dual-element Archmage-class spellcasters.
Fight them? With what? Their bare hands?
Kimchi Blade's mouth twitched. RagingTiger wanted to defend his pride and respond to Orson, but the thought of what this man had done in US Infinite Dimensions made him swallow the words instead.
"Can you stop running your mouth? It's not too late to turn back now," Hana Snow snapped coldly, unable to hold back.
Orson turned to glance at the woman in the blue mage robe. He paused. "You look kind of familiar. But honestly, I can't remember from where."
"You arrogant bastard! Stop pretending! You were a loser—"
The moment she heard that, Hana Snow visibly cracked. Kimchi Blade quickly stepped in to restrain her, worried she might ruin things for everyone.
