With her robust dragon body, Tiniya forcibly broke free from the vines and let out a world-shaking roar.
"Roar—"
Seeing this, Vesuvius looked panicked. She lifted her claw and raised the scepter high.
"Boom!"
Countless branches and vines rose from the ground, breaking through the earth, forming a thick high wall blocking Tiniya's path.
The Frost Divine Power of Matalotok poured out, and in an instant, the dense forest was filled with a chilling frost and mist; everything within a hundred meters of Tiniya was frozen.
"Crack—"
A crisp sound was heard as the high wall gradually cracked and collapsed with a crash. Tiniya roared, charging towards the Green Dragon: "Vesuvius, face reality! Everything about you is worthless before the great Emperor!"
However, this time Vesuvius did not dodge. She gritted her teeth, staring fixedly at the figure in the smoke, muttering: "Even the mightiest giant dragon must have a weakness. I don't believe you can evade this!"
