The dragonship hovered in the air above the Totemic Castle and remained arrogantly within the turrets’ firing range. Although fortress cannons held a natural advantage over airship cannons, the dense artillery array on the Martyr’s Palace was simply too shocking. Many of them were cruiser-grade main cannons.

With its natural altitude advantage, the dragonship wasn’t at a disadvantage in terms of range. Most of its auxiliary cannons could bombard the Totemic Castle, but only the castle’s main turrets could reach the airship.

No one who saw the faint screen of light on the dragonship would think it was just there for decoration. It was clearly a defensive force field.

The expressions of the werewolves in the castle were unsightly. This feeling of being bullied was not good; the last time they had experienced it was when the Wolf King challenged Zhang Buzhou and lost.

“I’ll go up and destroy him!” A werewolf became furious.

The great shaman knocked on the ground with his staff, immediately interrupting the warrior’s transformation and calming him down.

The shaman pointed at...