Raising his hand, he gazed at the Red Iron Dragon descending from the sky, its aura flickering like clouds hanging from the heavens.
Baal's pupils contracted tightly.
He had always been alert to the Red Iron Dragon, not using his full strength in the previous fight, thus he reacted immediately.
In terms of size, Baal stood over eight meters tall, his body like an iron tower, muscles straining to burst through his skin, tall and mighty, not inferior in appearance to the Red Iron Dragon's tail, which occupied much of its body length, even appearing more colossal and formidable, like a Minotaur Giant.
But even so.
Facing the terrifying impact of the Red Iron Dragon, which accumulated massive kinetic energy, resisting it head-on was the most foolish choice.
In a moment of danger, Baal lifted his right hoof, stomping the ground sharply, as a large area of the surface cracked and shattered, he was already shooting out.
Crash!
The ground trembled violently.
