"Let go of me! You ignorant blasphemer—"
Tiamat struggled fiercely, the massive dragon body twisting in the sky, its unparalleled strength making space tremble, causing ripples, yet it could never fully break free from Cassius's restraints.
Cassius swung down the dragon claw, and a golden spear descended from the heavens, piercing Tiamat's back like divine punishment, passing through the chest, the blood infused with evil divine power splattering in the air, corroding the earth.
Scree!
Scree! Scree!
Immediately, hundreds of golden spears pierced from the void, creating countless bloody holes on Tiamat's body.
At this moment, it was like a criminal on a gallows, nailed in the sky, unable to move, with only blood gushing out, forming a ghastly crack beneath it, filled with toxic smoke.
"You have lost, Tiamat."
