At the same time, the dragon's scales began to emit a strange and eerie black light.
"Everyone look! That damned dragon… its scales are being corroded!"
"I can feel it. That's intense death energy. The dragon can't hold on much longer!"
"Brothers, keep going! Kill the dragon, and victory will surely be ours!"
The Deathborn's assault continued relentlessly for a full three minutes.
From their perspective, the Divine Mirror Dragonlord was under an attack so powerful that it surely could not withstand it.
The expressions of the Deathborn gradually began to relax.
Even the Deathborn King let out a long breath of relief.
Instinctively, he looked toward the distant cave, catching sight of Caelan and Iverson.
The next battle, he thought, would be about eliminating them.
At this moment, the Deathborn King was brimming with confidence.
Just as the Deathborn prepared to launch another attack toward Caelan's location…
