Chapter 524: Chapter 343: Slaying the Fire Dragon with One Arrow, Subduing the Dragons with Two Cannons!

The group of giant dragons exclaimed.

However, Hawthorne Glaser had already been blasted away by Han Xing’s cannon.

Even if not dead, he was likely heavily injured.

In a short time, he couldn’t possibly return here.

And during this time,

it was enough for Han Xing to launch several more rounds of attacks.

He could even slaughter this group of giant dragons!

You must know.

He still had two hundred Spiritual Godslaying Cannons in reserve!

For precisely this moment!

When that group of giant dragons saw the massive turrets on Han Xing’s territory shine with dazzling white light again,

each of their eyes filled with immense horror.

Are you kidding me!

Even the Golden Dragon Hawthorne Glaser couldn’t withstand a single shot!

As for them, there’s even less hope of survival.

This group of giant dragons no longer held the arrogance they once had, and shouted,

"Run!"

"Quick, retreat to the Path of the Giant Dragon!"

At this moment, Han Xing’s cold voice appeared behind them.

"Too late!"

Boom!

The entire Witch Race Continent trembled.

A beam of deathly white light appeared!

The giant dragons let out terrified roars!

At that moment,

everyone stared dazedly at this scene.

The group of dragons that regarded all beings as ants, always carrying a look of disdain,

were unexpectedly scared into fleeing for their lives by their Saint Master.

Now, there was even a danger of them all perishing.

Just then,

a golden light shot from the great distance!

The Golden Dragon, using some unknown means,

suddenly appeared in front of that white light.

Boom!

When white light collided with golden light, it triggered a strong reaction.

The space within tens of thousands of miles had completely shattered.

Everyone’s vision turned white, stripped of all sight.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found themselves in a chaotic void.

Overhead,

a colossal golden dragon, over a hundred kilometers in length, covered their entire vision.

However, this Golden Dragon now appeared somewhat battered.

The once majestic golden dragon scales had turned charred black!

Although the Golden Dragon blocked the strike,

it suffered further heavy injuries.

"Stop, Human Race!" Hawthorne Glaser spoke again.

Han Xing coldly stared at the Golden Dragon, pondering something.

Everyone held their breath.

When this man didn’t speak, no one dared to make a sound.

This was true even for the group of giant dragons.

The power Han Xing had just displayed thoroughly terrified this group of giant dragons.

The surroundings became incomparably quiet.

The space that had been shattered by everyone now became a void turbulence.

In the distance, the void beasts stared fixedly in this direction.

Yet, they didn’t dare to approach.

This group of void beasts was frightened silly.

What happened?

How did such terrifying beings suddenly break the space and intrude on their lair!

And fought so intensely.

This was no longer a battle among demigods!

Didn’t they see even the giant Golden Dragon, reaching over a hundred kilometers, almost fall?

This group of void beasts may be reckless, but they weren’t foolish.

In the void,

the atmosphere between both sides was tense.

A moment later,

the Golden Dragon, dragging its heavily injured body, spoke once more: "Human Race, let’s cease fire."

"I admit, you indeed possess the world’s top-tier power."

"You may take Nelos’ soul if you want it."

Upon hearing this,

the giant dragons’ pupils suddenly contracted.

Because they had already realized,

Hawthorne Glaser had admitted defeat.

He couldn’t defeat this human.

At this moment, standing on the Oracle Throne, hovering in midair, Han Xing smiled.

He sensed the uneasy emotion of the red flame within his backpack.

Upon hearing the Golden Dragon say to relinquish Nelos’ soul,

that unrest climbed to its peak!

At this moment,

countless eyes were tensely fixed on Han Xing.

Because whether to continue fighting or stop,

hinged entirely on his words.

In the hearts of the giant dragons, they all hoped Han Xing would choose to stop.

If the fight continued,

the outcome was uncertain,

but the Giant Dragon Race would suffer unprecedented casualties.

Contrary to the anxious disquiet of the giant dragons,

Wu Ling’Er and Cheng Jianyong were full of morale!

Han Xing’s two shots completely displayed their prowess!

And showcased their confidence.

Even though the number of strong opponents might exceed theirs tenfold, even a hundredfold!

With those defense towers, they were invincible!

The Giant Dragon Race would certainly pay a heavy death toll.

Everyone was eager for more.

Han Xing surveyed the battlefield.

Suddenly said: "Everyone, come back. We’re done fighting."

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of surprise.

In the current situation, the advantage was clearly with Han Xing.

Yet he said, no more fighting.

Their eyes filled with expressions of relief.

Nervous tension, relaxed at this moment.

Wu Ling’Er and the High Priest, though puzzled,

still complied immediately with Han Xing’s order.

They quickly flew to Han Xing’s side.

At the same time,

the Golden Giant Dragon gave Han Xing a deep look.

Leading the giant dragons back to the misty area.

An epic battle that could have ignited the Holy Spirit Realm,

suddenly came to a halt.

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Witch Race Territory.

A vast continent floated in the sky.

Above,

hundreds of billions of Witch Race people wore victorious smiles on their faces.

Every eye had a feverish glow.

They ran through city streets, occasionally cheering.

The name repeated from their mouths was Han Xing.

Today, Han Xing’s achievements were astonishing.

He stood against the Giant Dragon Race and forced them to bow.

Even Helas in their prime hadn’t achieved this.

In fact, many bards had begun composing poetry of deeds about Han Xing’s accomplishments today.