Imperial Crown.

Chapter 582 K
Zolzaen was furious! Her hysterical roar echoed like thunder.

Let alone humans. Even an orc, a third-tier magical beast, would probably be so terrified that their liver and gallbladder would shatter and their soul would be scattered! They would kneel down on the spot, defecating and urinating uncontrollably...

Zolzahn's colossal form transformed into a bolt of lightning, hurtling towards Adjani with incredible speed! She wanted to crush this insect alive! To devour her flesh, blood, bones, and entrails! Only then could she vent her hatred! But during her flight, she had to constantly dodge the streaks of light shot from the seventh-tier enchanted weapon. Constrained by her massive size, she had to dart up and down, swerve left and right, and occasionally soar straight into the sky before crashing down again. These maneuvers weren't too difficult for Zolzahn, but they were a nightmare for the second-generation creatures on her back. They were all completely disoriented. No matter how much they shouted, the already enraged Zolzahn wouldn't listen. Fortunately, the scales on Zolzahn's back were large and thick enough to allow the second-generation creatures to hide well in the gaps and crevices; otherwise, they would have been flung off like fleas long ago.

"Zorsahn!"

"You really think humanity can dominate the continent?!" "You think nobles can stand forever?!" "Is it because of so-called extraordinary beings and magicians?!"

Boom—Ferdinand, a sixth-tier transcendent being, flew out of the room and arrived not far from Adjani. His white hair fluttered, and his entire being radiated a dense aura of battle qi. His aura was domineering over everything. Especially when he took something out of his ring, a dazzling golden light enveloped Ferdinand, completely enveloping him! This domineering aura became even more awe-inspiring! At the same time, battle qi intertwined and swirled beneath his feet, forming a massive spaceship! The spaceship was almost half the size of Zolzaen. Ferdinand stood atop the bow. His martial soul was actually a spaceship! Ferdinand amplified his voice with battle qi, making it resound like a great bell throughout the heavens and earth. As he put the object on his hand, the golden light faded, revealing its true form—a brass knuckle duster with four sharp spikes.

Zolzahn was already hurtling towards Adjani at lightning speed! Her severed dragon claw and the gruesome wound on her abdomen were clearly visible, blood gushing out, yet she paid no heed. The rage in her golden vertical pupils surged like blood flames! Only endless killing intent remained! But at this crucial moment, a fist larger than her head shattered the void and smashed down towards her!
"Let you orcs taste once again the fear you felt a thousand years ago when facing this world-shaking weapon!!!"

Ferdinand roared, clenching his fist with brass knuckles, channeling his battle aura, and swung it wide towards the charging Zolzahn! Golden light radiated, battle aura intertwined, and soon formed a gigantic golden fist in the void, its four fingers bearing conspicuous sharp barbs! It slammed fiercely towards Zolzahn! The fist's sheer size caused the void to shatter like layers of glass in its wake!

In the rush, Zolzaen could only extend his intact left claw and grab at the opponent's fist head-on!
Boom——

A deafening explosion echoed through the starry sky! Unsurprisingly, the massive body of the dragon Zolzahn was sent flying! Although the golden fist shattered under that claw, her left claw remained, now bearing four dark, bloody gashes resembling caverns! Zolzahn roared in pain! After all, she was only a fifth-tier being, and facing a sixth-tier human transcendent who had used a high-level enchanted artifact similar to a magical device, she was simply outmatched! Her scales and claws were incredibly tough; they had once withstood a sixth-tier Silver Mane Martial Soul without being at a disadvantage! Now, her dragon claws had been blasted into a "sieve" by that single punch! This was the power of a high-level enchanted artifact! Ferdinand was right; it was precisely these divine weapons that allowed the nobles to dominate the continent and maintain their rule!

"Damn it!" "Damn it!!!"

Zolsaen cursed wildly, but she knew perfectly well that she had no chance of revenge today. If she continued fighting, she would probably lose her life. So she leaped up and immediately turned to fly towards the Nord Province.

"Your Highness Zolzahn! Are you trying to escape?" "Then please let us down!"

The donkey-faced man shouted loudly.

"Escape?!" Zolzahn sneered. "As a noble dragon, I would never flee at the first sign of trouble!" "I've only changed my mind at the last minute!" "I've decided to use delaying tactics. When the time is right, I will shorten their lifespans!"

Donkey face: ...

Everyone:...

"Aren't you going back?" Zolzaen changed the subject, asking, "The enemy army is pressing in, and they came prepared!" "I advise you bunch of greenhorns not to have any unrealistic ideas!" "Do you really think I don't know you came to find me behind Raven's back?" "Just now, with one breath of my dragon breath, the enemy lost at least 2 soldiers. That helped you vent your anger!"

"Captain!" Everyone looked at Hoyaz.

Heyaz glanced at the crowd, then at Ernada beside him, his brows furrowing as he growled and his voice was low and menacing: "Get down!"

"Fine, since you're all going to your deaths, there's nothing I can do to stop you." Zolzahn shook his head. This was for the best; even if Raven questioned him later, it wouldn't be his problem.

"Zorsahn, as a member of the dragon race, to flee in fear is a disgrace to the dragon race!"

Just as Zolzaen was about to land, a figure suddenly appeared in the void, blocking Zolzaen's path.

Zolzaen became wary. "Who are you?"

The person was dressed as a clown, with clown makeup on their face, clown-shaped shoes on their feet, and a clown tricolor horned hat on their head. They looked both ugly and terrifying, without a trace of humor.

"Please allow me to introduce myself." "My name is Ya Mu." "Oh, of course." "You can also call me by another name—K." Ya Mu stood in the void and spoke eloquently: "My original mission was to assassinate Raven. I didn't expect to run into you ahead of time." "In that case, killing you will be enough to complete my mission." "After all, if Raven dies too quickly, this game will be too boring."

"Roar!"

Zolsaen roared, but didn't attack. Instead, she turned around and chose to go around her. She was seriously injured and eager to get back to heal. Behind her were the sixth-tier mage Adjani and the sixth-tier transcendent Ferdinand. Naturally, she had no desire to fight.

"Hehe." "Want to leave?"

Ya Mu smiled faintly, his voice filled with sarcasm. He stretched out his palm and snapped his fingers, and a glittering, intricately constructed, and exquisitely patterned hourglass appeared before him—an ancient, elegant, and noble-looking object. "Let me perform a magic trick," Ya Mu said with a slightly shrill laugh. As his battle qi surged wildly into the hourglass, its light grew increasingly dazzling. "Spacetime Entropy Rift!" "Causal Reversal!" the clown roared, his thin magic wand swinging violently before crashing down: "Destiny's Horizontal and Vertical," "Heaven," "Earth," "Overturning!"
As the clown's words fell, fear appeared for the first time in Zolzaen's golden vertical pupils, who had already flown far away! She suddenly realized that her enormous, sky-covering dragon body had begun to spin uncontrollably, and the starry sky above her head, the earth beneath her feet, and even... the world before her eyes, were all inverted! "This..." "This can't possibly be a seventh-tier enchanted artifact!" "Either the clown K is a seventh-tier transcendent!" "Or this enchanted artifact is as high as eighth-tier!" Zolzaen thought in panic! This was completely the power of laws and domains! No wonder the other party was so calm and collected, acting as if he had her completely under his control! The foundation of the Keynes Empire, the divine weapons of the human race... it was indeed as terrifying as it had been a thousand years ago!
At the same time, the second-generation creatures on Zolzaen's back finally could no longer hold on, screaming and groaning as they fell one after another from her vast, broad back. Their limbs flailing wildly in the void like octopuses, they landed below... in the boundless starry sky. Vanished.

"No!" "I shouldn't die here!" "This isn't my destiny!"

Zolzann roared incessantly, his magical power boiling like water, completely enveloping his massive body. "Laws," "Domains," "No matter how strong the divine weapon is, the opponent can only use it once in a short time!" "As long as I can withstand this wave, I have a chance to survive!" "Back to the Orc Empire!" "Back to the Court of Mountains and Seas!" Zolzann roared inwardly, constantly trying to turn his body over.

"Starfall Convergence!" Zolzaen roared. Streaks of starlight bloomed around her like fleeting ephemera, magical runes flickered incessantly, and purple starlight converged into a sphere, magical energy colliding and exploding like a torrent… Time passed slowly, and finally, a massive, swirling nebula appeared, a torrent of starlight shooting out, abruptly halting Zolzaen's spinning dragon body. Although Zolzaen was only a fifth-tier being, she had absorbed the laws of gravity at least three times. These "half-finished" laws of gravity saved her life at this moment. Now, she and the clown were in a stalemate. She inwardly prayed that her opponent wasn't a seventh-tier transcendent. Otherwise, this stalemate would soon be broken!

Suspended in mid-air, Zolsahn seemed to have fallen into a black hole. The world vanished before her. Sound vanished too. Upside down, she felt as if she were still flying, yet also as if she had been frozen into amber. All her senses were reversed. How could one describe this feeling? It was like a normal person who thought what their eyes saw was in front of them, but now saw behind them. Based on their previous understanding, they were moving forward, but actually they were falling backward. They thought the sound was coming from the right, but it was actually coming from the left. They thought the sky was above them, but it was actually the earth. This perception, completely contrary to their common sense, tormented Zolsahn constantly. It was so oppressive, so painful, so unbearable! It was like being carsick, sitting there doing nothing, not moving at all, yet that damned discomfort was the most deadly! And the most, most, most, most unbearable thing was—not being able to pinpoint exactly where the discomfort was. It feels like my head, my heart, my stomach, and my hands and feet all hurt. I just don't feel right, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

If I had to find a single word to precisely describe this feeling, it would be—nausea. Literal physical nausea, not a subjective emotional experience.

Boom——

The nebula formed by the convergence of starwater burst open, emitting a tremendous, continuous roar. It completely shook and loosened the "cage" before them. "Roar!" Zolzaen immediately seized this opportunity, letting out a fierce roar to "correct" its massive dragon body. "It's working!" A flicker of joy flashed through Zolzaen's mind, and it hurriedly flew off into the distance.

puff
A muffled thud, like leather being ripped apart, rang out. Zolzahn, who had just escaped the "Black Hole Cage," looked down in disbelief. A gaping hole, the size of a washbasin, had appeared in his chest. It had pierced not only his scales but also his flesh. One could see from one end to the other. It turned out that Adjani and Ferdinand had caught up. And this bloody hole was caused by Adjani's high-level enchanted artifact—[Burning Sun]. The flesh and blood inside had been reduced to nothingness. Zolzahn could clearly feel his magic power dissipating, his consciousness drifting away, the blood in his flesh congealing, his tenacious life withering away… his golden vertical pupils dimming.

Farewell...

Even in his final moments, Zolsaen could not believe that he would die a bloody death in the North Sea Province that night. All the resentment that filled his heart could only transform into a deep, unyielding sigh.

"Puff," "Puff," "Puff"

Before Zolzahn's enormous dragon corpse had even hit the ground, the Joker, Ferdinand, and Adjani all spat out a crimson arrow of blood! The price of using divine weapons is often accompanied by a reduction in lifespan.

"The dragon is dead." "Now it's your showdown with Raven." The Joker coldly uttered these words, then turned and vanished into the night sky. Adjani left as well; they both needed to find a place to heal their wounds.

Ferdinand's expression was somewhat uncertain as he murmured, "Your Majesty, you're as suspicious as ever..." Had he known K was also by his side, why had he bothered to act rashly? Now, the two of them were acting as if they were doing nothing, while he had to continue handling military affairs. A wave of dizziness washed over him, culminating in the resounding crash of Zolzahn's massive dragon corpse to the ground, bringing the dizziness to its peak. Ferdinand dared not delay any longer and flew towards his castle.

"Raven, what exactly are you planning?"

Ferdinand had initially thought Raven had arrived riding Zolzahn, intending to launch a surprise attack. But clearly, Raven wasn't there. This left Ferdinand bewildered, unable to fathom what the cunning Raven was up to this time. Knowing Raven as he did, Raven would never send someone to their death in vain. The only plausible explanation was that Raven had deliberately sent someone to probe his strength.

"Hmph." "Either kneel down obediently like a dog and you may live. Or fight a glorious battle and you will die."

Ferdinand returned to the castle, immediately went into the quiet room, and ordered that no one be allowed to disturb him. He then took out a bottle of healing potion from his ring and drank it down.

……

"Zorsahn is dead..."

The cage created by the hourglass of divine weapon broke, and Heaz and the others fell to the ground. Fortunately, they were all second-tier transcendents and wearing armor, so apart from being a bit disheveled, none of them were injured.

The crowd was filled with shock as they stared at Zolzaen's enormous dragon corpse.

I never imagined that dragon slayers actually existed in this world!
"Brothers!" "We're the ones who killed Zolzahn!" "Killing one isn't a loss!" "Killing two will break even!"

"Hoyaz shouted. The most steady, low-key, and composed person on ordinary days was now acting the most crazy!"
"Avenge Zorsahn!" Hoaz shouted.

"Avenge Zorzahn!" The crowd drew their swords and shouted in unison.

“Although they outnumber us, they're currently in a state of chaos,” Heyaz analyzed seriously. “But we must split up, otherwise we'll easily be wiped out.” “Brothers, let's fight our own battles!”

"understand!"

The crowd nodded and scattered in all directions, rushing towards the collapsed city wall.

Not long after the group left, a young dragon flew down. Smaug lowered its head to Zolzahn's head, rubbing against it repeatedly, whimpering, and tears streaming down its face.

Thor jumped down, and said with some reluctance, "Go back, Smaug! It's too dangerous here!"

However, Smaug did not obey this time. Instead, he leaped into the air and flew towards the military camp outside the city!
“Smaug!” “You!” Thor’s expression changed, and he shouted loudly.

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(End of this chapter)