Chapter Ninety-Seven: Sowing Discord, a Desperate Situation?!
Philaral VII's expression became hesitant.
A few seconds later, he seemed to have made up his mind.
He flew towards the legendary battlefield with a resolute expression.
However, he wasn't going to throw his life away. He stopped once he reached the edge of the battlefield.
From this vantage point, one can clearly see the dragon's silhouette and the dwindling number of Holy Light Knights.
Meanwhile, the aftershocks of the battle were not enough to kill a master-level expert.
"Hey, Sophia, don't you know?" King Philar VII suddenly shouted.
Even a king like Philar VII is just a tiny insect in the eyes of a legendary dragon.
However, Philadelphus VII's sudden statement at this moment inevitably attracted attention.
"Does this human want to die? How dare he call my name?" Sophia turned her head and looked at him, her eyes blazing with a chilling malice.
“You really don’t know…” King Philar VII continued, seemingly oblivious, “You absolutely never expected this…”
"Your ally, Roloroa, secretly captured your children, cut off their dragon wings, and enslaved them."
"Exploiting them ruthlessly..."
As he spoke, King Philard VII's eyes welled up with tears. He thought of his own daughter, who had suffered such a tragic fate, and he was overcome with grief. "How could you tolerate such scum? Shouldn't you have killed him?"
Sofia was taken aback and suddenly looked in Loya's direction.
"Heh, although I don't care about my own children, it doesn't mean that you strangers can bully them." Sophia gritted her teeth. She was angry, but not because she felt sorry for her children; she just felt offended.
Luvica was also somewhat angry; he did care about his own child. Otherwise, he wouldn't have treated Loya so specially before.
Upon hearing this news, his malice was unavoidable, enveloping Loya.
At the same time, he remembered something.
"The reason why this little dragon cub felt a blood connection with me is that he stole my child's bloodline power, right?" Luweika thought about it and found it very reasonable.
“Roloroa, tell me, is what this human is saying true?” Luwicka asked when he had a moment.
Yes, although this incident has created a rift between the alliances, dealing with the Holy Light Knights remains the top priority.
"Ah, more or less," Loya said nonchalantly. "But don't listen to the humans' nonsense. I've raised your children very well, and they've become very outstanding, all thanks to me."
Sofia and Luvica clearly understood that Loya was trying to take credit. This infuriated them.
Aside from his second incarnation as the demigod wizard Loya, he hadn't allowed others to spread his other "secrets," but he hadn't completely suppressed them either. Now that King Philar VII had revealed them, he was surprised, but not particularly bothered.
This is mainly because he has become stronger and is no longer afraid of his dragon parents.
He would definitely be very unhappy if he were weak, because it would cause him a lot of trouble.
"After the war, you must give us an explanation," Luvica roared angrily.
Sofia revealed a sinister smile: "My child is worth at least two legendaries, and you now owe me the fortune of four legendaries. Roloroa, you must pay me as soon as possible, otherwise, even if this battle is canceled, I will make you pay a heavy price."
Loya nodded quickly: "Of course, let alone four, even five, I'd accept it. But you have to understand me, when raising children, bumps and bruises happen, broken legs, lost dragon wings, isn't that normal?"
Radetzky, Monk, and the Soviets could hardly bear to listen anymore.
They felt that Loya was shameless.
Is the education of these baby dragons really that cruel?
Even if they are evil dragons, they will still try their best to raise their children to adolescence if conditions permit.
"Alas, these dragons are shameless. They abandon their own children for the slightest gain," King Philar VII sighed helplessly. He had originally thought he could sow discord among the dragons, causing them to fight amongst themselves.
But now it seems he has failed miserably.
"Does this really mean we have to resort to our last resort now?" King Philar VII quickly retreated, moving away from the area.
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"I'll kill you when I have the chance." Although Loya avoided direct combat with Luvica and Sofia, he was still quite annoyed with Philar VII.
However, it is more important to target the Holy Light Knights right now.
Innate Bloodline Skill: [Flame Shockwave]
Loya waved his claws forcefully.
Huge crescent-shaped flames transformed into long blades, bombarding the six-winged angel relentlessly.
The magic [Fire Rain Meteor Spell]. Loya was also multitasking; as his dragon wings flapped, they unleashed even more fireballs.
Loya is like a magical Gatling gun now; his firepower is terrifying.
The six-winged angels were under attack and were on the verge of collapse, slowly retreating.
"Great God of Light, you will surely banish all evil and darkness."
“Evil dragons, those who come after you will surely utterly annihilate you,”
Premi was panting heavily; his comrades were dwindling in number.
His six-winged angel grew increasingly broken.
His vitality is also declining sharply.
He already understood that he had lost this battle.
Space magic [Great Void Rift Technique] Luvica seemed to see a good opportunity. He suddenly leaped high into the air, letting the huge green dragon tail lash out at the back of the six-winged angel.
With a "hiss," the space shattered.
The six-winged angel sensed danger and quickly dodged. But Luvicardi's attack was too fast, and it couldn't completely evade it.
Its two wings were hit. With two "whoosh" sounds, the wings fell off its back, and before they even hit the ground, they dissipated into specks of light.
Sophia's eyes lit up at the innate bloodline skill [Emerald Dragon Breath]. She quickly opened her mouth and spat out a torrent of green water.
"Bang!" The angel was struck in the chest, and its massive body began to tumble backward.
With the magic [Roar of the Thunder Dragon], Radesky summoned endless blue lightning and fired it at the angel.
At this moment, everyone is using their full abilities to try and bring about the complete demise of the angel.
Angels are indeed dying.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of the knights disappeared. They had been burned to ashes.
“I can’t hesitate any longer. For the sake of the kingdom, and to get those important figures here as soon as possible, I have no choice but to expose myself…” King Philar VII had been watching the whole time, and when he saw this, he made up his mind.
He took out a communication book from his spatial ring and wrote on it: [Begin, send messages to the major powers.]
A reply came quickly.
[Communication Tower: Yes, esteemed guest. The message you wish to transmit will reach the rulers of many powerful forces across this continent within one minute.]
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Ferrar breathed a sigh of relief after reading the reply.
He turned and flew away, intending to leave the royal city and hide in a faraway place.
"Next, this place will inevitably become a battlefield for many distinguished figures."
“You evil dragons, from this moment on, you have become the prey. And this is all your doing.”
King Philadelph VII's expression was contorted with rage. He could have actually gained some benefits in the process, but those benefits paled in comparison to the losses he had suffered.
…
On the other side.
The angel vanished completely.
Of the Holy Light Knights, only Premi remains.
However, although Premi was still alive, his condition was terrible. He was currently unable to move. Blood was flowing from his body, and even the powerful regenerative abilities of a superhuman could not stop it.
Perhaps, even if we don't kill him, he will die soon on his own.
“Although you charlatans are disgusting, I still want to try you. After all, you’re a legendary-level character, an extremely rare ingredient.” Radesky was the first to approach Premy, his head drooling over her.
The other dragon head addressed the surrounding dragons, saying, "Gentlemen, you won't try to take it from me, will you?"
Monk: "Whatever, I'm not eating it."
Loya: "I don't want it either, but his space..."
Loya coveted Premi's spatial ring and was prepared to ask for it.
However, Luvica suddenly flashed to Premi's side, skillfully stripped Premi naked, and seized the spatial artifact of this powerful knight chieftain.
“We’ll divide these things after the war. It’s not time yet,” Luvika said righteously. “I am the strongest and most trustworthy, so I will tour this wealth first. Rest assured, I will never pocket it.”
These words made all the dragons present grit their teeth. Clear malice emanated from the dragons.
Even Sofia, who was closest to Luvika, became very irritable at this moment and harbored murderous intent towards Luvika.
Yes, the wealth of a legendary powerhouse is enough to make the dragons present kill each other.
Seeing this, Luvika was also very troubled. He felt that these people of his own kind were really clueless.
“I swear, we’ll score this fortune.” Luwicka had to resort to a ruthless tactic.
He continued, "Time is of the essence. We must conquer the Kingdom of Philar as soon as possible and seize all its wealth."
"The entire kingdom has countless people. With such a large population, and then all their wealth is concentrated together, even an epic dragon would be envious."
...
Luvika's final words brought everyone back to reality from the temptation before them.
With a "whoosh," Sophia flew away quickly to continue her search for wealth.
Munch and the Soviets were no exception.
Koloa, however, was out of place; instead, he rushed off into the distance.
"Is Roloroya afraid I'll cause him trouble?" Seeing Roloya eagerly flying into the distance, Luwicka couldn't help but laugh. "We're allies, how could I possibly attack him at this time? He's a red dragon, how can he be so cowardly?"
Radesky rolled his eyes. "I seem to remember that the human master ran in the direction Roronoa went. Roronoa must have gone to hunt him down."
As Radesky spoke, something occurred to him: "These human masters are also very wealthy. And this master is wearing royal robes, so he might be a king. That must make him even wealthier, right?"
Luvica's eyes widened: "Ugh, this little brat is too cunning. I should be the one handling this kind of guy."
Luvika then prepared to cheat as well, forcibly teleporting in an attempt to surpass Loya.
At the same time, Radetzky had already opened his gaping maw and enveloped Premi.
"Light is with me. Death is merely my return to the embrace of light." Premi was not afraid. Although, he was still quite unwilling to die like this, without even killing a dragon.
With a "boom," a ball of white light filled with a sacred aura suddenly emanated from Premi's body.
Before Radesky could react, he was blasted away by the white light.
The white light expanded, knocking Luvika, who hadn't even had a chance to get a kill, flying again.
"Is this the power of the God of Light?" Luvika cried out in horror, "How is this possible? Such a small thing happening here is not worth the attention of a god at all."
A strong sense of fear welled up inside me.
Radetzky was too close to the white light, so the impact he experienced was even more intense.
As he was thrown out, his body was collapsing.
In particular, one of his dragon heads was half cracked open.
He looked incredibly miserable, his life force had plummeted.
He flew tens of thousands of meters before finally crashing into the ground and coming to a stop, surrounded by soil.
"Cough cough cough, I almost died." Radsky was more terrified than Luvica, because he really had almost died. He coughed with difficulty and struggled to his feet.
"This level of injury requires rest. I can no longer kill people."
"Moreover, that knight commander just now was also very strange."
"Going in here seems like a big problem is going to occur; I must get away from here as soon as possible."
"Wealth and life are equivalent, but only the existence of life can elevate wealth to the level of life itself."
Radesky walked on foot towards the outskirts of the royal city.
He walked faster and faster, and ten seconds later, he was already flying.
On the other side,
Luvika calmed down.
"This isn't the God of Light, but it seems to have some connection to him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white light dissipated. In its place appeared a group of lively knights.
"Isn't I dead?" one of the knights asked, confused.
Premi looked around at the knights, then looked down at his own body, his face full of complex emotions: "My dear sister, is that you?"
"Ah, only you have this ability."
"But I don't deserve it."
“I am your brother, but I am also a believer of the God of Light. You are too good to me, making me special. It is also unfair to other believers.”
Premi seemed neurotic, asking and answering his own questions, and appearing melancholic. He didn't seem to be surprised.
"Oh, I see." At this moment, Luvika also suddenly realized.
"This seems to be a divinely bestowed technique: the Great Revival of Light?" Luweika thought with a sigh. "Legend has it that the leader of this Holy Light Knights seems to be very close to a certain important figure. Is this some important figure who gave him this life-saving trump card? I have to say, this is something that dragons envy."
Sofia, Monk, and the Soviet, who had just left, flew back with a sense of unease and uncertainty.
"Luvika, what's going on?" Sofia asked curiously.
Luwicka explained the situation.
Sophia suddenly realized: "What a lucky human. But if we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time."
Although Loya hasn't returned yet, and it seems he doesn't want to come back, and Radesky has left too, they're now just four dragons.
However, this is enough to deal with the Holy Light Knights at their peak.
Premi sensed the danger and shouted, "Knights, the war is not over yet. Let's continue!"
"Continue." The knights were not intimidated by their previous defeat; their tone was full of unwavering conviction.
"Whoosh, boom." However, just as the dragons were about to deliver the final blow and the knights were about to start afresh, a pair of enormous white wings appeared in the sky, emanating a rich magical power of light.
Immediately afterwards, the space cracked open, turning into a large gray opening.
Three mighty, peaceful auras, suppressing heaven and earth, leaked out from the large opening.
"What is this?" Premi was quite agitated when he sensed one of their presences. "She should be undergoing a sacred trial right now. She shouldn't be showing up at this time."
Upon closer inspection, one can see that Premi's face has turned terrified.
"Ah, it's those charlatans from the Church of Light again!!!" Sophia shouted in frustration.
Monk: "The newcomer is very strong."
Soviet: "Logically speaking, a small kingdom war shouldn't have attracted so many powerful figures so quickly."
Luvica said irritably, "Didn't I just say that this junior commander is extraordinary? I have a feeling that his backer has come to rescue him."
"Tsk, this is really troublesome. I might lose. Even if my opponent isn't as good as me, they're not that much worse. I can handle one-on-one or one-on-two, and I'm confident I can beat them, but one-on-three, I'll definitely die." Luwicka was in a very bad mood.
Upon hearing this, the Soviets turned around impatiently and said, "Withdraw."
Sofia nodded: "That's the only way."
Light Magic: Holy Light Arena.
Suddenly, a soft female voice appeared out of nowhere.
At the same time, the entire space of the royal city folded, transforming into a giant cube-shaped "cage".
"Only when one side is completely annihilated and the other side is victorious can they leave."
The woman's voice, which had been earlier, explained casually.
A woman and two men emerged from the gaping hole in the sky.
The woman was young, wearing a white robe with gold patterns. However, she seemed to be in poor condition; her face was very pale.
The other two men were middle-aged, dressed in heavy, solemn black robes. Their faces were expressionless, resembling ruthless officials, enough to send chills down the spines of any intelligent being.
"We're doomed, there's no escaping this time." Monk said with a mournful face, sensing that he was in grave danger this time.
"Don't be afraid of anything, don't listen to her nonsense. I can find a way to break this thing, but it will take some time to prepare. Before that, we need to fight for a while. Don't worry, I will definitely not let any of you die." Luvica spoke like a great hero, his words were so domineering that the dragon couldn't help but want to believe him.
"Then I'll trouble you." Soviet relaxed a little. He felt his mind and body calm down.
...
"The Holy Maiden has actually come?"
"And two more black-robed cardinals."
"Praise be to the God of Light! These dragons are doomed now. Perhaps we won't have to die a second time."
The knights were overjoyed. They had already recognized the identities of these three important figures.
With a "whoosh," Premi flew to the woman's side in a great hurry.
"Sister, why are you here? You shouldn't be here at this time. You have your own assessment, your own mission. As a saint of the church, how can you be so willful?" Although he had a premonition, Premi was still taken aback when the woman actually appeared before him, and his previous unease completely dissipated. He looked extremely agitated at this moment.
The woman replied matter-of-factly, "You are not only my comrade-in-arms, but also my own brother. How could I remain indifferent when I knew your life was in danger?"
“But if you do this, you’ll fail the test,” Premi said through gritted teeth. “You’ll not only harm yourself, but also bring shame to your followers.” Premi was touched, but his rationality made him furious and even disappointed in his sister.
“Mireille, you have disappointed me greatly. You have wasted the great gift of the God of Light.”
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Miler nodded: "So, I was punished by His Holiness the Pope and was demoted from a full saint to a candidate saint."
Premi closed his eyes. "It's all my fault."
Miler smiled slightly: "Perhaps this is the choice of fate, and also the expectation of the God of Light. In my opinion, being able to save a country and countless people, plus my own dear brother, makes even failing the test worthwhile."
Premi reluctantly said, "Don't include me. I'm not worthy of your salvation. Remember, your true mission is to save the countless suffering people in this world."
"Holy Maiden, Commander of the Holy Light, let's not waste any more time. Let's deal with these evil dragons as soon as possible," said a black-robed bishop.
“Well, I’ll be troubling you two from now on, Gaon and Difibogi. I really don’t know how to thank you enough,” Miler said respectfully.
“No need to thank me. It is the responsibility that the great God of Light has given to us, his servants, to expel evil and save humanity,” Gaon said matter-of-factly.
Another person, Diffie-Borg, shared this attitude.
“Your rules make me ashamed,” Miler said with a wry smile. She knew very well that she had disappointed many of her supporters this time in her efforts to save her brother, Premi.
This includes Gaon and Difibogi.
However, even under these circumstances, the two bishops were still willing to treat her with normalcy, which deeply moved her.
"Knights, charge!" Premi turned and returned to his ranks, leading his knights in a charge against the dragon.
With a "whoosh," the angel that had been breached reappeared, but this time, the angel had four wings instead of six.
However, even with only four wings, it was still terrifying, clearly possessing a terrifying power comparable to a peak legendary expert.
Even in a one-on-one fight, Luweika would find it difficult to defeat the Holy Light Knights.
"Monk, Soviet, how about you two keep the Knights in check for now?" Luwicka said quickly to the two much weaker dragons.
The Soviet shuddered. "We can't do it. We're just ordinary dragon legends. Although we're outstanding among those of the same level, we're still far inferior to this entire knightly order."
When they ganged up on the Knights of Light earlier, it was easy, and none of their dragons were injured. That was because there were many of them.
They really lack confidence in dealing with this now that they're left to fend for themselves.
Monk also said, "We really can't do it. This is a powerful knightly order under the Church of the God of Light. We are just ordinary legendary dragons."
If they were to deal with a few more ordinary human legends, they would be confident that it would drag on for a long time, but the Holy Light Knights are truly extraordinary.
Luvica said impatiently, "Then why don't you go deal with the saint and the black-robed bishop?"
Sofia said irritably, "Stop wasting time, you two go ahead. Luvica and I will deal with those bishops and saints."
Upon hearing this, Soviet and Monk had no choice but to nod.
They felt that dealing with the Holy Light Knights was a more reliable option.
The black-robed cardinal and the saintess, even at their weakest, were formidable figures among legendary-level beings. In terms of destructive power, they might not be as strong as the entire Holy Light Knights. However, the Holy Light Knights have obvious weaknesses, such as high energy consumption, large numbers, and slow overall speed.
Support Magic: Doubles Defense
Support Magic: Blessing of the Wind God
Support Magic: The Splendor of Life
Luvica raised his dragon claw and pointed at Soviet and Monk, quickly casting a spell. He added, "Don't say I'm deliberately sabotaging you. I'm doing everything I can to strengthen you. If you still can't do it and accidentally get killed, then die. Such trash is a disgrace to the dragon race."
Monk and the Soviet were overjoyed; they clearly felt that their abilities in all aspects had been significantly enhanced. This feeling was truly wonderful.
This made them a little arrogant.
"Hmph, Lord Luvika, you look down on dragons." The Soviet raised his head, full of arrogance.
Luvika couldn't be bothered with these two idiots.
He turned to look at Sofia.
Sofia also looked over.
When their longan eyes meet, a wondrous ripple emanates from between them.
Soviet and Monk felt out of place, like they were being forced to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing a romantic relationship).
Innate Bloodline Skill: [Blessing of the Ancient Dragon King]
Suddenly, Luvica and Sofia opened their mouths in unison.
The Dragon King's oppressive aura, surpassing even the might of dragons, surged from the depths of their bloodlines.
Not only that, their dragon bodies also grew larger and larger with a "crackling" sound, and an ancient crown appeared on their heads.
Today, they are majestic and awe-inspiring, so much so that even dragons dare not look them in the eye, like the dragon kings who ruled over a race of true dragons in ancient times.
Yes, this is a [bloodline combination skill] that can only be performed by the couple working together.
In the past, this skill was considered useless.
Since Sofia doesn't stay with Luvika, she has no need for it.
Now, forced by circumstances, she has no choice but to join forces with Luvika.
"Humans, I'll show you the might of dragons!" Luvica flashed towards Miler and the Black Cardinal.
Sofia followed closely behind.
...
"Tsk, this couple has such a trump card?"
Soviet and Monk looked at each other, and they saw deep surprise in each other's eyes.
However, they also relaxed a lot. If Luvica and Sofia, with their abilities, still lost, then even if they died, they wouldn't be so resentful.
“Truly a powerful evil dragon. However, under the light, your fate is only purification and death.” Miler raised her hand, and behind her, a pair of real angel wings suddenly appeared.
At the same time, a moon-white, holy-looking armor emerged from her body.
If she was previously a gentle, older sister...
But now she has evolved into a valiant female general.
With a "whoosh," Milair vanished from the spot.
The next instant, she and Luvika appeared simultaneously in the air 500 meters away.
Light magic [Judgment Lightsaber], a lightsaber appears in Miler's hand, and she swishes towards Luwicka.
With his innate bloodline skill, [Dragon King's Roar], Luwicka opened his mouth and released a green sonic wave that shattered the space.
The two beams of light collided, producing a powerful explosion.
In just a moment, the sky within a radius of over a kilometer became the territory of chaotic energy aftershocks.
The air within this range was chewed up.
Outsiders find it difficult to see through everything here.
"As expected of the Saintess, even though she was injured due to the interruption of the assessment, she still possesses a power that would make even the Black Cardinal fearful," Gaon said with satisfaction.
“Even if she fails this time, she is still the saint with the most abundant divine grace. She is also destined to be the only saint in the church, it’s just that she has deliberately postponed it,” Difibogi said.
After they finished speaking, white light emanated from their bodies, and they flew to the left and right respectively.
The next instant, Sophia crashed headfirst into it. The space itself shattered from her power.
Light Magic: Judgment of Light
Gaon and Difibogi shouted in unison from several hundred meters away. A white light descended from the sky, enveloping Sophia.
"Little bug, you run really fast. But I am stronger than before." Sophia twisted her body, her wings unfurled, and two green storms erupted.
"Crack!" A large chunk of the white light was torn apart.
Innate Bloodline Skill: Emerald Dragon Breath
Sophia darted out through the gap and breathed on Gaon.
...
While Luvika, Milair, Luvika, Gaon, and Difibogi were locked in a fierce battle.
"Whoosh!" Two evil dragons, one black and one green, have also started a war with the Holy Light Knights.
They were very cunning, only circling around the Holy Light Knights, never confronting them head-on, and maintaining a distance of three or four hundred meters.
This distance makes it easier for them to dodge the Holy Light Knights' terrifying attacks.
Their [Dragon Breath] + [Ranged Magic] can also attack the Holy Knights.
However, these attacks could not harm the Knights of Holy Light.
With a swift "whoosh whoosh whoosh," Premi launched a rapid counterattack, summoning spears of light and relentlessly hurling them at the flying dragons.
The four-winged angel in the sky was the most exaggerated. It continuously released large amounts of light, bombarding the dragon relentlessly.
This power level made even the dragon's scalp tingle.
In just a few seconds, the two dragons were covered in wounds.
The Soviets and Monk had to continue to distance themselves.
But once the Holy Light Knights' initial ferocity subsided, they shamelessly came closer and continued to harass them.
However, despite their cunning, they were still injured, and their injuries were getting worse.
There's no way around it, a four-winged angel is a deadly weapon.
Every move it made sent shivers down my spine.
Even the slightest friction caused them to suffer cuts and bruises.
"Lord Luvika, you must hurry! We simply cannot hold out for much longer."
Less than a minute into the battle, the Soviets were already praying silently.
...
However, despite the Knights' advantage, Premi was not satisfied.
"You cunning dragons, are you cowardly lizards?" Premi was thoroughly annoyed. His knightly order was indeed powerful, but it was, after all, a battle formation composed of many people. While they were very agile in small-scale operations, large-scale operations became fraught with difficulties due to the varying strengths of the knights.
Therefore, he really couldn't catch these two evil dragons for the time being.
"You scum, human, if you've got the guts, let's fight one-on-one!" Monk roared arrogantly. "Do you think I'm afraid of you if you don't activate your battle formation?"
However, despite his bold words, he was actually quite cowardly. He didn't believe he could take on Premi one-on-one.
Premi is no ordinary legend.
If he were to actually face Premi, he would have no choice but to run for his life.
If Premi still had the ability to restrict his flight, he would likely have been beheaded and killed by Premi in a short time.
"Monk, go to the edge of the city. There are a lot of people there. Let's see if the Holy Light Knights dare to fight us in a place like that." Soviet was cunning. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards the edge of the royal city.
Yes, there are still many humans in this royal city.
Previously, these humans were not able to completely evacuate.
Now, they are also trapped in the dueling arena.
"Hahaha, Soviet, you're really too cunning!" Monk couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"You despicable and shameless dragon!" Everyone in the Holy Light Knights was furious.
However, no matter how much they resented them, they could not change the minds of these two evil dragons.
"Ah, don't come any closer!" The surviving citizens stared blankly as the evil dragon pounced towards them.
They were terrified; they were desperate.
They scattered and rushed off into the distance.
Because of the dense crowds and the sheer number of people, there were instances of people jostling and trampling each other.
"Damn commoners, I am a nobleman, I am an earl. Get out of my way and let me pass first."
"Now, immediately, go and stop the dragon."
"Get out of the way. There are no nobles now, only survival."
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Some in power still act arrogantly, believing themselves to be superior to others.
However, there are also ordinary people who, at this moment, are in despair. They go mad and no longer care about the important figures they once were.
The scene became even more chaotic.
"May the God of Light protect us, may the God of Light protect us!" Some people stayed in place, praying foolishly.
“Lost sheep, do not be afraid. At this moment, pray with all your might, and perhaps the great God of Light will grant you divine grace.” Premi’s voice carried from afar.
His voice contained a gentle power of light, which lured the weak who heard it, making them involuntarily believe in him.
Light magic [Radiant Brilliance]. Premi fiercely hurled a white spear.
At the same time, an angel in the sky also threw a spear.
With a "whoosh," the spear pierced through everything and swiftly arrived behind Monk.
The intense sense of crisis was so overwhelming that even Monk's soul nearly flew out of his body in terror.
Monk dodged with all his might, but the spear was too fast; it struck his left wing, blasting a large hole in it. At the edge of the wound, scorching white flames continued to erode his flesh.
"Agh!" Monk felt unprecedented pain as he screamed and fell from the sky to the ground.
With a loud rumble, the ground collapsed.
"Ah, help!"
"I don't want to die, great God of Light, please save me..."
Some people in the vicinity were affected.
Humans are too fragile; even if they are only affected, they will die or be injured.
“The God of Light is protecting everyone, please don’t be afraid, please pray…” Premi cried out with deep compassion.
The Divine Art of Light: Revival
A white light descended from the sky, enveloping the mortals nearby.
In an instant, the injured person recovered completely.
Even the deceased is replying.
Actually, despite its seemingly sacred nature, this move is quite ordinary. It can only resurrect those who have recently died and who believe in the God of Light. Furthermore, the opponent cannot be too powerful.
In short, this can only revive the weak and those of low value.
Otherwise, that would be terrifying, absolutely a miracle.
"Great God of Light..." The resurrected people were all surprised and excited.
Actually, if you look closely, you can see that some people weren't resurrected. But by then, everyone had already ignored this flaw.
"A charlatan." Monk scrambled to his feet, unleashing a black storm.
With a deafening roar, the newly resurrected humans were engulfed by the black wind. Before they could even feel the pain, their entire bodies vanished.
"You deserve to die!" Premi roared in fury. The resurrection spell he had used earlier had come at a great cost.
However, now is not the time to grieve. He must deal with this evil dragon as soon as possible. Only in this way will the deaths of the humans have been worthwhile.
Afterwards, he could also try his best to resurrect the victims or make amends.
"You charlatan, you'd better stop, or I'll go on a killing spree! Don't you want too many innocent people here to be killed?" the Soviet leader shouted from afar.
Premi: "I will never compromise with you evil dragons."
The Soviet quickly explained, "This is not a compromise, it's just a deal. Let's make an agreement: from now on, everyone will refrain from fighting and simply observe. If our Luvika and Lady Sofia are defeated, then we will surrender. But if you are defeated, then we'll continue fighting."
Monk felt this method was highly advantageous to his side. After all, regardless of the circumstances, what they needed to do was to restrain the Holy Light Knights and prevent this powerful knightly order from interfering with Luvica and Sophia's battle.
If we could complete this mission without fighting, that would be fantastic.
The dragon's roar was quite loud, and many of the surviving citizens nearby heard it clearly. They looked at the Knights of Holy Light with anticipation, feeling that this was a good thing.
Premi was conflicted, but looking at the many innocent citizens, he had to soften his heart.
“My sister will surely win, and you evil dragons are doomed in the end,” Premi said resolutely.
The Soviets laughed. "You can say that again if you win."
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"The power of the Church is truly not to be underestimated. It is indeed worthy of being the organization of the Great God of Light in the human world. Unfortunately, because it is too powerful, it also has many things to face. It is difficult for a small place like the Kingdom of Philar to attract the main force of the Church in a short period of time. Otherwise, I would not need to attract other major forces."
More than 100,000 meters away from the royal city, on a small hill.
Having escaped here with all his might in a short time, King Philar VII, panting heavily, turned back to look at the sealed-off royal city and the arrival of the even more powerful force of light. His face was filled with complex emotions.
"You're recruiting other powerful forces? What do you mean by that?" Suddenly, a voice that made Philar VII freeze in place came from behind.
The enormous, alien red dragon, Loya, appeared silently behind Philar VII. His massive shadow enveloped the tiny Philar VII, and the intense heat emanating from him only instilled a deep chill in Philar VII.
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