"Demon Dragon! It's a demon dragon ridden by the Franks!"
The palace servants and maids scattered in all directions.
The Kasaji Guards didn't hesitate to draw their swords and kill, desperately trying to maintain order. Some clever eunuchs and attendants hid directly in cisterns or wells, believing this would surely save them from the dragon's flames.
In reality, this was impossible.
The Ladon Dragon Flame, with its triple traits of being highly poisonous, cursed, and fiery, would not increase the survival rate even if these people hid in cellars or wells.
Faced with such a crisis, ordinary people might as well sit and wait, praying for luck to shine upon them—at least they wouldn't face the danger of being trampled.
The two soldiers guarding the palace gate suddenly exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you..."
