"Hahaha! My chainsaw sword is already thirsty!"
"Bring it on!"
The Dragon Scale Cultivators wielding blast rifles and brandishing chainsaw swords charged toward Saint Michael City one after another.
As products of the Empire's gene modification technology, their charging style differed from ordinary soldiers. Others ran on two legs; they launched themselves from "Flying Cannons."
Some Dragon Scale Cultivators grabbed onto the claws of Bipedal Wyverns and let go as they neared Saint Michael City, calculating their position to drop directly.
Just crashing into the crowd could cause hundreds of casualties, smashing the flesh and blood of the Thrace soldiers into pulp and scattering them everywhere.
"Boom!"
The Steel Torrent descended from the sky, landing on the city walls with a thunderous crash, turning a dozen Thrace soldiers into mere cushions.
"Hahaha! The day starts beautifully with a jump onto the enemy ship!"
