The heavy and gigantic sword struck down on the Qilin's azure horn in an instant after its scream!
The sound of "crack" as the crystal shattered was clear, even amidst Smaug's painful roar and the howling storm!
The Qilin's azure horn was unstoppable in sharpness but not as hardy—at least not without reaching the Golden Lion's intensity, which could forcibly twist it off with sheer wrist power.
Yet Lann's strike, with the Qilin's cooperation, was swift and decisive!
Although Smaug was formidable, what troubled Lann the most was—the creature could fly.
And it flew well, equipped with a cunning intellect.
Even now, entangled on the ground, it still harbored the mindset of one seeking revenge on Long Lake Town's residents after a tussle with Dwarves in the Lonely Mountain.
If it ever sensed even a hint of threat to its life, it would undoubtedly take flight without hesitation.
