Karen gazed down expressionlessly at the pile of charred scrap metal, aware that things were not over—the opponent was likely to resurrect again soon.
——Because he only saw sorrow for the destroyed equipment in the person's eyes, but no desire for survival.
Afterward, Karen turned his attention to the increasingly chaotic battlefield, where those covered in dragon scales were wantonly slaughtering the soldiers of the Allied Forces, tearing holes in their defensive positions.
What was even more despicable was that, in the face of the Allied Soldiers who were fighting desperately to defend their homeland and deserved everyone's respect, these Evil Dragon Kin turned battle into sheer mockery, even committing acts of extreme disrespect.
"Zzzt——"
With a clear sound, blood splattered everywhere. A Dragon Scale Cultivator laughed wildly as he literally tore a horrified Allied Soldier in half.
