A tier-6 spellbeast!
This was the ultimate dream of every spellbeast in this land!
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of all the gathered spellbeasts, the massive figure that had risen from the blood pool suddenly spread its enormous twenty-meter wingspan.
Sharp golden light erupted from its wings like the rising sun, casting a thin layer of golden radiance over the entire valley.
As it flapped its wings, an overwhelming pressure swept across the area, suffocating the spellbeasts below. Their breathing became labored, and even the flow of blood within their bodies slowed dramatically.
Even the tier-5 spellbeasts—the ice troll, fire troll, Madam Spider, and the Lonehawk Ridge commander—were unable to resist the surging aura.
Their very bones creaked under the pressure.
The ground beneath their feet cracked apart, unable to withstand the force, sending stones and debris flying in all directions.
