Chapter 143: The Serpent's Awakening

Victor Hale, high overhead on his Blazing Feather, almost dropped his staff. "Impossible… we'd planned to subdue it, but it has grown to these proportions? H-how?"

In truth, the serpent had advanced drastically, partly by absorbing the toxins from Laurence Mann's sabotage, partly from prior battles and the natural accumulation of its ancient power.

Now, it radiated an aura that dwarfed even typical monarch-level beasts—like a primeval guardian awakened in the city's hour of need.

The Silver Dome Lord, perched in the clouds, shrieked furiously at the serpent's appearance. Its own feathered minions grew uneasy, thrashing and scattering.

The serpent's aura was massive, its ancient energy overshadowing the entire battlefield. For a moment, the White Devil Eagles lost cohesion, reeling from the sudden shift in the night's balance of power.

Zack Reed drew a sharp breath. "Is the serpent…helping us, or is it just here coincidentally?"