The fire started a prairie fire.

Tang Sen smelled the smell of Snape's hair curling due to the extreme heat. They were almost the closest people to the dragon's dragon flames, and could fully feel the heat of the dragon flames and the strong power contained in it.

There is no additional magical power.

When the giant dragon finished breathing, it straightened up again and soared into the sky, everyone could see the scorched earth.

The grass and soil have long since disappeared, and the ground melted and baked by the high temperature emits a glaze-like light under the action of the sun, extending as far as people can see.

The landscape has been changed. It is conceivable that if such an attack came to the most densely populated place, no one present would be able to survive.

People trembled, trembled, and slumped on the ground in the joy of surviving the disaster.

Tang Sen stared at the giant dragon in the sky, then lowered his head and looked at Snape.

"It seems you need to slow down a bit, Professor Snape."

"I didn't expect your reaction to be so violent. I mean, you should believe a soothsayer."

"A diviner will know when his death will come."
Chapter completed!