At the same time that the Extraordinary Dragonborn was killed in battle, the 19th-level half-dragons in the rear twitched violently, like melting candles. clatter~ It turned into a puddle of mucus in a few breaths, and no one stood still. But at this moment, no one pays attention to the half-dragon soldiers, and all eyes are on the burly figure kneeling in front of Li Cha, who has made no sound.