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As the Cursed Dragon landed, everyone seized the opportunity to rush forward. It merely glanced at them, but that gaze was filled with venom, clearly warning them to stay back.
Ignoring their approach, the Cursed Dragon leaped and veered off in a direction that seemed to head towards the Great Ginger Emperor. When it broke free, the mountain peak crumbled, and the falling debris blocked all escape routes, preventing the Great Ginger Emperor from advancing far on horseback.
In a fit of desperation, he urged the fortunate survivors to clear the path as quickly as possible. He heard the commotion nearby but was too terrified to look. In his final moments, he sensed the looming presence of a colossal creature. Unlike those fleeing around him, his limbs were stiff, his mind blank, rendering him immobile. He was swallowed whole, dying without much suffering.
Thus, one of the most stable royal families on this continent vanished after nearly a century. The Cursed Dragon consumed the emperor imbued with Dragon Qi and felt a surge of power. It then turned its attention to other fleeing creatures; even flies had flesh worth devouring.
Filled with rage, the Cursed Dragon had meticulously planned its escape. Long-term confinement had dulled some of its temper; it only needed this last push. Had everything gone according to plan, its physical condition would have been far better—capable of soaring into the skies and challenging the heavens without hesitation.
Yet it encountered this swarm of ants, whose despicable tactics mirrored those of the hypocritical divine beings—underhanded and unpredictable. As a result, after breaking free in panic, its strength was only slightly above half of what it had anticipated.
Uncertain of what other tricks they might have up their sleeves, the Cursed Dragon decided to first enhance its power. Qi Xiaomian and her companions recognized the Cursed Dragon's intentions but kept their distance, quickly finding suitable positions to deploy the advanced weaponry designed by their children.
While the Cursed Dragon was feasting, it suddenly felt sharp pains in its flesh. Initially dismissing it as a consequence of its own clumsiness—its massive form causing chaos in its surroundings—it thought nothing of it and continued eating. However, as the pain intensified and became persistent, targeting specific areas with increasing severity, even its tough hide could no longer ignore it.
Peering down with its enormous head, it spotted several ants not too far away. In front of them were unfamiliar devices emitting flames that rapidly shot projectiles toward it. Despite their slender beams, they wreaked havoc on its flesh.
The Cursed Dragon sensed that these wounds were advancing toward its internal organs at an alarming speed; it could feel a searing pain approaching its lungs. This tactic was unexpected.
For the first time, the Cursed Dragon regarded these ants with seriousness. It swung its tail with precision, but the ants were agile; they repositioned right under its nose and continued their barrage.
Narrowing its eyes for focus, under its keen gaze, it finally discerned the true nature of these ants. What an extraordinary combination they formed! There were demons, monsters, cultivators, practitioners of Buddha Cultivation, and even a half-step Auspicious Beast among them.
Their coordination was seamless; they must have been working together for a long time rather than forming an impromptu team.
But when could it be that demons and the Celestial Buddha could set aside their past grievances and work together? The Cursed Dragon found it strange, yet he didn't dwell on it; it wasn't important.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, sparkling with excitement. A great treasure! Such a rare delicacy in the mortal realm, especially with an Auspicious Beast present. Just one step away from consuming it would instantly heal his internal injuries—what a perfect opportunity!
The Cursed Dragon halted his actions of devouring mortals, turned around dramatically, and offered a direct gaze at the ant-like creature. His eyes seemed glued to Misha, growing more excited with each passing moment.
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