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Chapter 731 The eve of the decisive battle
Year 273 of the Gushered calendar

In the third month after the first army of the Dragon Valley was destroyed, the Shurad Kingdom still did not destroy any related research facilities, and even intensified the [blood fusion] surgery among the citizens, creating hundreds of [dragons] blood person].

Finally, after making the ultimatum, the two-headed dragon king, who has never left the Dragon Valley, started moving again on the day of the third month.

There is no surprise in the direction, until the capital of the Shurad Kingdom.

Although I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, whether it is a black dragon with wings or a black dragon without wings, the movement speed is only normal, but wherever they pass, groups of ancient dragons and dragon beasts will swarm up like a tide, Tear to pieces all human-related existences within sight.

Pieces of villages and towns have been uprooted, and millions of humans have been killed... Even under the urgent order of the kingdom, a large number of people began to gather towards the capital as early as half a month ago, but there are still quite a few people who are difficult to survive. Elderly people who left their homeland, or people who were unable to leave immediately due to various reasons, burst and died in an instant amidst the roaring dragon disaster, like bubbles in a tsunami.

"Where are those monsters?"

Even though it was late at night, but still brightly lit in the outskirts headquarters, the commander-in-chief Feynman grabbed the information from his soldiers and asked without raising his head.

"We have already crossed the Windmill Valley, and the roadblocks we arranged in advance did not have the expected effect at all."

"I've said it earlier, those damned ancient dragons are not the idiots we usually deal with. These pediatric traps are completely deceiving themselves."

Feynman cursed in a low voice, while looking at a corner of the semi-open-air hall that had been temporarily transformed into the Central Command, a certain gentle man with a sleepy face was gulping down a refreshing potion.

"Noxi, is it really impossible to control the complete liberation of the Dragonblood?"

"It can't be done. After all, it is the product of the blood of the [Black Dragon] King. Unless you have the strength close to that level, it is only a matter of time before you are assimilated."

Noxy, who didn't know how many times she answered this question, rubbed her nose in a lack of energy, and said wobbly.

In order to further enhance the overall strength of the kingdom before the decisive battle, he led his researchers to carry out the [Blood Fusion] surgery almost non-stop during this time, and did not have a good rest at all.

The distance from sudden death may be just a line away.

"But before that, the remaining sanity should last for a while, right? At least until the suicide attack is completed."

Noxi's expression froze slightly, then she silently lowered her head, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "If it's only to that extent...it should be fine."

Although the practice is a bit cruel, it does not contain any compulsive elements... All the dragon blood practitioners who plan to use the complete liberation posture are actually voluntary.

At the moment when human beings may become a member of the list of extinct races at any time, there are far more people willing to exchange their lives than at any time.

"I still don't understand why we have come to this point..." Noxie said wearily, clutching his forehead.

"Don't think about it so much. Human nature is to go to a higher place. The Dragon Clan wants us to stop our progress. This is a fundamental conflict."

"As Wang said, there will be a battle between humans and dragons sooner or later, and now it's just a little earlier."

Feynman sees things clearly and doesn't have too much pessimism.

In other words, he has waited too long for this battle for the supremacy of the mainland.

The reason why they were not optimistic about the direction of this war before was only because they really lacked the highest combat power that could directly resist the attack of the Dragon King.

But now, as long as the royal family can have the same level of combat power, even if they can't win, it should be fine to delay for a while.

There are actually quite a few special weapons called [King Weapons] that can be used in king battles in the kingdom, but they have not been able to give birth to a king as expected before, and even the minimum standard for use has not been met, so there has been a backlog of weapons. In the treasury of the kingdom.

"According to the current progress of the black dragon and the black refining dragon, we still have about a month... I just hope that the king can complete the advanced ceremony as soon as possible."

Looking around, Feynman looked at all the old friends in the hall with fanaticism and endless fighting spirit on their faces, as well as those young faces wiping their weapons in silence, and said in a low voice:

"We...have no way out."

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In the silent garden, his complexion seemed to be better than before, but the still pale King Shurad drank a glass of bright red liquid on the table in front of him tremblingly.

"Wang, actually you don't need to..."

Noxi looked at the special medicinal liquid that was supposed to be taken by the participants of the sacrificial ceremony that was drank by King Schrader, and said with some discomfort.

A total of 500 members of the royal family participated in the [King's Birthday] ceremony, including this old man with outstanding military exploits and a model of kings in the past.

"Noxie, you know what?"

The old man didn't respond immediately, but just lowered his head and looked at the small glass cup with blood-like bright medicinal liquid remaining on the wound.

"How many times have I wondered... Is there any point in continuing to drag this ridiculous old body in front of me, not to leave?"

Hearing this, Noxi was stunned.

"Compared to lingering like this, I would rather be the firewood for the birth of the new king, and squeeze out all the last strength in this body."

"So...don't stop me, Noxie."

Slightly tilting his head, King Shuguret looked at Nokexi who was beside him very seriously, his eyes were full of determination to move forward.

Soon, because of lack of energy, King Shurad was pushed and supported by his attendants, and gradually went away in a wheelchair.

Looking at the back that was so weak but still as heavy as a mountain, Noxi hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't say anything.

He lowered his head and was about to return home, but out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously glanced at the small glass cup with a part of the dark red medicinal liquid on the stone table beside him.

A trace of hesitation gradually emerged from the bottom of his eyes.

Three minutes later, Noxi calmly greeted the monks who were busy in the hall, then lowered his head and hurried towards the house.

In the original royal garden, an attendant was about to pack up the wine vessel left by the king as usual, but unexpectedly found that the table was empty, and couldn't help scratching his head in doubt.

The attendant who looked down for a while, but found nothing, shrugged, turned and left here without thinking too much.

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(End of this chapter)