?Chapter 1529 Don't think you can run away, Bugs. She let out a deafening roar, a sound that echoed throughout the world, it was as if this very world was only a small empty room, all the beings throughout the world, even the very world itself trembled. This was the descent of the Dragon. Nyssara and Zarathor, despite the early brave front they put up, felt a chill of pure dread. The army of otherworldly beings, who prided their tall physiques, now trembled in fear. "W-What is that...?" "W-We are s-ss-supposed to fight... that...?" If the Vyriana before was barely half their size, now, even a single tooth in her mouth was bigger than her and had enough power to squash them like a bug. Their towering forms seemed insignificant before her. In despair, some dropped their weapons, while others fell to their knees, enveloped by complete hopelessness. Vyriana reared back, her massive chest expanding as she drew in a deep breath. The sky darkened further, the very air seeming to draw inward toward her. She opened her colossal jaws, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth, and then, "RRROOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!" With another deafening roar, she unleashed a torrent of fire that burned everything in its way. "AAG-" The inferno engulfed the front lines of the enemy army. The Soldiers weren't even given time to scream in agony as the flames devoured them in an instant, their protective relics and flesh melting into oblivion. The firestorm spread rapidly, incinerating everything in its path. The heat was so intense that it created a thermal wind, a scorching gale that swept through the ranks, reducing nearly a thousand beings to ashes in mere moments. No relic, no defensive skill, no technique worked, the fire engulfed every little thing and engulfed countless beings. In a way, it could be said that it was a painless death, however, the dread, despair and the sense of insignificance these beings felt before their death made up for that. The remaining soldiers looked on in horror, their confidence obliterated by the overwhelming display of power. Nyssara and Zarathor exchanged glances of disbelief and fear. They realized just how much had they underestimated this woman standing in front of them, to think they even went as far as provoking this monster... Their bodies trembled nonstop. Their fighting spirits were crushed. Faced with the wrath of a being whose power was beyond their darkest nightmares, they, just like their soldiers, were enveloped by feelings of despair and hopelessness. After all, they could sense it, unlike them, who managed to kill hundreds of beings after using their ultimate move, for this being, this destructive fire was a simple breath fire, a move that didn't take anything out of her. She could do it many more times again. The two leaders trembled. Right now, only one solution came to their mind, "R-Run! Run for your lives! Your life now lies in your own hands!" Yes, they could only run away and inform the Association that a monster was coming from them. As for coming up with ways to defeat this monster? The two leaders had long given hope, without the rest of the leaders here, facing her was no different than suicide, even if they did manage to fight and kill her, they would lose almost all their forces in the process, heck, even a simple whip of her tail would kill hundreds of their men, fighting her unprepared was pure foolishness. "Escape! And those who do manage to escape, return to the Association and tell them everything that happened here!" Instructions were given as chaos spread all over the battlefield. No one wanted to face this monster and everyone started running away. "Spread as far as you can! Don't let the fire get you!" Random instructions could be heard as everyone scattered. Rather than a battlefield, it looked like a circus. And this is what Vyriana was worried about. From the start, killing these beings wasn't a problem, the main issue was to stop them from running away. No matter what, all of them were still Divine Level beings with different abilities of their own, with the limited information they had, stopping them if they were dead set on running away was simply too difficult. Of course, now that they were more clear about their organization's structure and strength, they knew letting them go wasn't an issue either. After all, their Association wasn't even nearly strong enough to take them on. However, as their first mission, Vyriana wanted all this to be perfect. She didn't want to rely on Yrniel's strength and develop on their own. Therefore, she was prepared. [What are you waiting for? Do you want me to finish all this myself?] Her loud voice in her dragon form echoed throughout the world, none of the beings in the world knew who she was talking to, however, the one who needed to hear those words heard them loud and clear. And suddenly, *Thunder* *Thunder* *Rumble* *Rumble* *Whoosh**Whoosh* 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶 The world trembled once again. All the beings inside the world were given a certain information, information that made them halt their steps. More beings were entering the world. [Don't think you can run away, Bugs.] Vyriana's words were heard. Words that were extremely familiar. Nyssara however, didn't have the time to bother about those things, she was accessing the information the world had given to her. One, two, three... More and more beings continued to enter the world, her heart raced, soon however, a frown appeared on her face, 'Only thirteen...?' She was expecting a large army, but if it was only 13 of them.... The Serpenthri could see a glimmer of hope. Of course, she had no plans to fight, but... escaping from just 14 enemies shouldn't be very difficult, now should it? A light smile appeared on Nyssara's face, She could survive... No, she would survive. She would do anything in order to survive.