A giant dragon, slumbering in an Ice Coffin!
Its two enormous horns nearly pierced through the Ice Coffin. Its entire body was covered in thick, black Scale Armor, looking as if it had been cast from molten iron and exuding a bone-chilling cold.
A black dragon!
Gao Neng stared at the black dragon in the Ice Coffin, frozen in place.
Meanwhile, on the road from the Eastern District to the Western District, Xu Zilan, who was riding on the back of a massive Barbaric Beast, suddenly snapped her eyes open.
...
「One day passed.」
「Western District Battlefield.」
「Inside Jianye City.」
Fang Tangtang stared at the few wild vegetables in the pot, feeling utterly dejected.
She had brought plenty of dry rations with her, but the hundreds of thousands of soldiers hadn't. After they were trapped, not a single grain of rice could be found in the entire city.
So, she had no choice but to share her rations.
After all, Fang Tangtang couldn't just stand by and watch people starve to death.
