The center of the main city,
A secluded corner in front of the Giant Dragon's Nest.
"Indeed, in the end, it has been suppressed!"
A middle-aged blond man, about forty, with a weathered expression, looked towards the directions where the previous riots and explosions occurred, closed his weary eyes, and said with a sighing voice.
In those places where the disturbances happened, they came with overwhelming force, seemingly unstoppable.
But in the next moment, in just a short quarter of an hour, they were all suppressed. Those crucial planned locations only sputtered like spent firecrackers, and no news came after.
The middle-aged man knew that this plan had utterly failed.
Whether it was the Legendary Mage who caused the explosions, or the Legendary Warrior who charged directly into the barracks, or those elite forces causing chaos in the streets, they were all caught in a sweep, unable to stir trouble again under the strong suppression of the Dragon Nest Tribe.
