I, the Lord of the Fifth Throne, am the source of all things!

And that glance became his last.

call out---!

Because the flash of light struck him with lightning speed, in less than a breath, completely engulfing him.

The dragon hunters, resigned to their fate, stared blankly up at the beam of light that shot from afar and pierced through the head of the centipede.

After the beam of light disappeared, the 13th-rank high-level dragon of the Winged Blood Clan was left with only half its body twitching on the ground.

A kilometer away, Scarlet's eyes twitched as she watched Duanmu Lian slowly lower her finger, which was shaped like a pistol.

The destructive power of that attack was even stronger than the beam of yang energy fired by the Sun God Cult using its facilities.

Judging from Duanmu Lian's calm and unbreathable demeanor, launching such an attack was probably just a casual basic attack.

"Including that fat dragon from before, these high-ranking dragons are all from the Winged Blood Clan, right? How many followers has she taken in so far? What are their abilities?"

Duanmu Lian turned to look at Fei Hong and asked him about information regarding the newly formed Winged Blood Clan.

Especially regarding the whereabouts of Artimatia, after taking out that woman's heart, he was going to retrieve the Silver Comet.

Although confident in his own power, the Winged King of this new world has been around for several years, unlike the old world.

Duanmu Lian was not afraid of the Winged King and Shenwei; she just wanted to know how many high-ranking dragons the other party had created so far.

The magical forces in this world are incredibly diverse, including many powerful magical forces besides time itself. If Duanmu Lian could know the information in advance, she would naturally not be careless.

Crimson did not conceal any information about the newly born Winged Blood Clan and told Duanmu Lian everything.

However, seeing that Duanmu Lian wanted to go to the capital alone to kill the Winged King, he stopped her and proposed cooperation.

"You're very strong. Cooperate with me, and I can increase your chances of killing that woman..."

“I refuse. You reek of something worse than excrement. You would never cooperate with anyone; you only know how to exploit and control others.”

Duanmu Lian refused Scarlet's offer of collaboration without hesitation.

Through his own Star-Flower Eyes and his own perception of aura, Scarlet was truly disgusting.

This extremely cunning guy would never cooperate with anyone; he would only exploit others unilaterally.

Although Duanmu Lian's status as the former King of the Wings made her somewhat interested in Scarlet.

But with a new Winged King, he doesn't need to seek anything from Crimson.

Having said that, Duanmu Lian didn't wait for Fei Hong to make any excuses before summoning the Wind and Fire Wheels and disappearing from Fei Hong's sight in the blink of an eye at lightning speed.

"Hey! Hey! You bastard... Damn it! Such valuable combat materials absolutely cannot be wasted."

Watching Duanmu Lian disappear into the horizon in the blink of an eye, Fei Hong felt a pang of anger, but she couldn't refute what the other party said.

After all, Duanmu Lian was right; He really was that kind of person.

Scarlet is suspicious, arrogant, and uncompassionate, and trusts only herself.

Ultimately, they just wanted to use Duanmu Lian's power to destroy the dragon.

Even so, his determination to slay the dragon was genuine.

As for Duanmu Lian, who is a natural enemy of the dragon race, Scarlet is not willing to give up easily.

He took out the key to the spatial portal and immediately used the power of spatial magic to chase after Duanmu Lian.

Regardless of whether he can save the other person or not, even if he dies, he still needs to obtain some materials from the other person's corpse.

...........

Meanwhile, inside the royal palace of the Kingdom of Lize.

King Fimdor Rize, who ruled the Kingdom of Rize, sat slumped on his throne with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

Five days ago, he received a series of messages.

Cities within the Kingdom of Lizer were attacked one after another by dragons and eventually destroyed.

I originally thought it was other countries attacking Lize, but I never expected that the dragons would attack Lize's cities in an organized and purposeful manner.

If the opponent is a high-ranking dragon who can single-handedly defeat an army of thousands, King Lizard knows that there are no dragon slayers in his country who can match the high-ranking dragons, such as those from the Cult of the Sun.

However, the Kingdom of Lizhe actually had political ties with the Sun God Cult.

Femdo believed that they could rely on the Sun Barrier and Sun Tower within the capital to deal with the attacks from the high-ranking dragons.

However, his idea was completely crushed.

The Winged King himself descended upon the Lize Palace, appeared before him, and declared to him that the destruction of the Lize Kingdom was the will of God.

King Femdor of Lize negotiated with her, but failed in his attempt to destroy the Winged Queen Artimatia after the negotiations failed.

The opponent's manipulation of time left King Lize with no hope of victory, and he despaired.

After experiencing unimaginable horror, his mind completely broke down, and he has now become a puppet of the Winged Blood Clan.

Later, under the behind-the-scenes manipulation of the Winged Blood Clan, King Lizard issued a decree.

By having all citizens relocate to the capital for refuge, the Winged Blood Clan can effortlessly annihilate the entire population of the Kingdom of Liz.

Now, the Winged Blood Clan only needs to wait for all its citizens to arrive in the capital before they can carry out their plan to destroy the country.

"No matter how noble or capable a person is, once they have died once, they are like a lost soul. They are so pathetic."

At the top of the Lize Royal Palace, Kamui's head was embedded in the Thunder Claw Universe Slash Sword. He gazed listlessly at the prosperous capital city before him, and said in a languid and irritated tone:

"Without a thrilling battle, my muscles and bones become lax."

"If you dare to disobey orders and act on your own again, you'll be acting like you only have one head from now on."

The Winged Queen, Artimatia, slowly walked out from the gate behind Kamui. Looking at Kamui, whose head was stuck in the lightning claw, she spoke with great anger.

After all, this guy acted on his own and caused her a lot of unnecessary trouble, so she confiscated his heart as punishment.

"Ah, my fault, my fault, I'm so sorry, please give my heart back to me."

Upon hearing Artimatia's threat, Kamui responded with a completely unapology-free tone.

After all, trying to reason with a woman is absolutely the most foolish thing you can do.

"...There's something I need you to do."

Artimatia looked at Kamui before her and sighed helplessly. Then she took out her heart and tossed it to Kamui, instructing him:

"The plan has begun, but other problems have arisen. The ninth-ranked Sword Mountain Dragon Donil was destroyed by the Silver Legion. I have sent Aldo Zola and Talatkutola to take over his mission."

"What, are you afraid they'll all be doomed too, and you want me to go and help them?"

Several tentacles spread out from beneath Kamui's head, coiling around his heart, and then regenerated into a complete human form at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

Hearing Altimatia's words, I thought she was asking me to do some cleanup work.

"No, Melguppd, Balom Schiaira, and Grumwelt on the southern border are all dead. Just now, the third-ranked Dizes Thorva also died."

An expression of unease and anxiety appeared on Altimatia's beautiful, fair face.

In less than a day, five high-ranking dragons of the Winged Blood Clan died.

It would be better if Sword Mountain Dragon Donier had died fighting against the Silver Princess and the Silver Army.

However, the four dominant dragons on the southern border all perished in quick succession.

"The Sun God Cult or some other vampire clan?"

Upon hearing this news, Kamui's frivolous expression vanished, replaced by a serious and earnest one.

"The teacher thinks that might not be the case, but I... feel a strong sense of unease."

Artimatia gently touched her heart. Ever since she received news of the death of the Black Dragon Grumwelt through the blood connection, she had felt a strong sense of unease.

Something, something very terrible, is coming for her.

That's what a woman's intuition tells her.

"Ha, are you scared? Don't worry, as long as I'm here...!!!!"

When Kamui saw the uneasy expression on Altimatia's face, he was about to say something when his expression suddenly froze.

Not only him, but even Artimatia looked incredulous.

At this moment, a supermassive killing intent, like a world-ending tsunami, with an extremely clear target, locked onto Kamui and Artimatia from an unknown distance.

At this moment, the sky began to change color, becoming deathly still, gloomy, and terrifying...

What are you doing?

What on earth happened?!

"Ugh—!"

An overwhelming pressure, as if one were sinking into the deep sea and unable to breathe, surged forth with a frenzied killing intent that reached billions of tons.

Throughout the entire Kingdom of Lizer, as well as the refugees, a ferocious atmosphere permeated the air, making them want to urinate and defecate.

Quack!!! Back off!! Run away!! This is absolutely no place for your teeth to linger!!!

The instinctive alarm bells that creatures sound when faced with terrifying danger now sound like a Beethoven symphony, reminding everyone to leave this place immediately!

"Sizzle—!"

Kamui immediately stepped in front of Artimatia, unleashing lightning to block the fierce and terrifying aura.

And when he turned around to look behind him.

The enemy had already shot towards Kamui at his fastest, strongest, and most damn powerful speed!

Looking at the man before them, Kamui and Artimatia first felt a sense of familiarity that arose for some unknown reason.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them felt a 'familiar' sense of death!