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Chapter 90: Roar Across the Continent of Rodric, Ender Dragon!

The dragon's roar, cloaked in purplish-black dragon breath, swept across the land.

As a result, the undead creatures were annihilated, and the mind flayer army vanished without a trace.

With a flap of the dragon's wings, a fierce gale transformed into a tornado, sweeping the demons into the sky for a free fall.

Upon landing, they became nourishment for the earth.

How many attacks did the Ender Dragon launch against the five thousand mind flayer army and the thirty thousand undead legion?

The followers of the Dawn Church remembered it clearly.

Only three times.

The first time was a dragon breath illumination, the second time was a fierce wind assault, and the third time…

The Ender Dragon hovered above the abyss, its dragon breath overflowing, like a flood, recklessly and endlessly pouring into the abyss.

This time, it wasn't attacking the abyss, but rather Ian's reciprocal gift.

The endless dragon breath surged in, rampaging and sweeping across a large area of the Pride Domain at the other end of the abyss.

Until the abyss could no longer withstand it, it finally exploded with a bang, leaving behind a piece of abyss crystal even purer than before.

In the last moment before the abyss disappeared, Ian saw his favorite return gift.

The black-winged man he had met once, stared at him with a pair of scarlet, violent, and hateful eyes, his cheeks and limbs bearing the remnants of dragon flames and burn marks.

Large patches of black blood splattered on the ground, and a pair of wings that were once considered mysterious and elegant were scorched yellow.

"Tastes good!"

Ian grinned and gave the black-winged man a thumbs up.

The image of the abyss disappeared, and before it did, Ian got to see the other party's roaring face as he wished.

The Dawn Church values reciprocity the most.

…

《Talks on the Divine Revelation of the Holy See》, Chapter Three of the Divine Conquest:

"God spoke from the dragon's head, gaze upon me, I will see you through! Summon the Dragon God's breath, and the clouds will part, the rain will cease, and the world will be at peace."

…

The violent gale swept from the distant horizon to the walls of the Starting Ground.

The Ender Dragon, with a wingspan taller than the city walls, slowly flapped its wings, carrying Ian back to the top of the wall.

The sunlight shone behind Ian, but it was completely blocked by the Ender Dragon.

Only when they got closer could the believers see clearly.

A scale larger than a person's upper body, eyes shimmering with mysterious purple light, and a strong and well-proportioned dragon body.

Claws bigger than a house…

Plus the corners of its mouth, still stained with purplish-black light spots after spewing dragon breath.

This was simply a living battlefield weapon.

Who wouldn't have wobbly legs upon seeing it?

Even a warrior like Hania's hand, clenched tightly around her bow, had knuckles turning white and trembling.

She had never seen a dragon, but that didn't stop her from recognizing them from past books.

But those dragons didn't have the dragon might of this Ender Dragon, nor were they as domineering as this Ender Dragon.

Compared to the Ender Dragon, most dragons were probably just underage little brats.

If this thing appeared on the battlefield…

It could probably scare the enemy half to death before it even made a move.

But…

This dragon belonged to their Dawn Church!

It belonged to the great Pope!

Understanding this, Hania immediately puffed out her chest and raised her head proudly, like the others, with an expression ready to be inspected.

Her gaze was fixed on Ian on the dragon's head.

"Soldiers…"

Ian finally spoke, his tone not at all like someone who had just won a great victory.

He slowly raised the golden scepter, pointing it to the west.

"Let's go! Take advantage of the moment!"

"Stepping on the corpses of the demons, in this battle, you will surely bring a glorious victory back to the Dawn!"

…

On the battlefield, littered with the corpses of mind flayers, these unlucky mind flayers suffered another disaster after their deaths.

The iron hooves of the Dawn Knights' warhorses thundered past, completely crushing them into the dust.

Presumably, this place will be a green field next year.

After a long time, the Dawn Knights and Night Watchers turned into a black line, completely disappearing from Ian's sight.

At this time, the city was still silent, and everyone's eyes were still occasionally focused on the Ender Dragon hovering in the sky.

This time, it was probably one of the few times Ian's limelight was stolen.

"Lady Fishley…"

Carifa suddenly whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito:

"Have you seen the dragons on Dragon Island?"

Fishley came back to her senses, but her eyes were still fixed on the Ender Dragon in the sky.

She nodded slightly.

"Three years ago, Her Majesty the Queen entertained the Third Elder of the Red Dragon Clan from Dragon Island. I was also in the accompanying team that time."

Carifa pursed her lips and whispered:

"What do you think of that Red Dragon Third Elder compared to…"

"There's no comparison."

Fishley took a deep breath and shook her head.

"Size, strength, dragon breath, all are completely crushed by the Pope's dragon. Perhaps, only the five dragon clan chiefs could put up a fight."

"But… that kind of dragon breath is too strange…"

To be honest, Fishley wasn't sure if the dragon breath of the five dragon clan chiefs could surpass the Ender Dragon's.

She always felt that, when placed together with the Ender Dragon, the dragons of the five great clans were just fire-breathing flying lizards.

If she had to say, perhaps only the former Dragon King, who single-handedly charged into the main force of the Wrath King's army and wiped out three of the Wrath King's Seven Envoys of Fury.

Would be a little stronger than this Ender Dragon.

But Fishley had never seen that legendary Dragon King, as he was instantly killed by the Jealousy King.

To this day, the Dragon Clan still has no new Dragon King.

If this Ender Dragon were to be known by the Dragon Clan, perhaps the new Dragon King…

"Where did the Pope find this…"

Henderson suppressed the shock in his heart and murmured in a low voice, but before he could finish speaking, Fishley said softly:

"Henderson, this has nothing to do with us."

"Yes! Lady Fishley!"

Henderson's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shut up, but Lanlo, who was on the side, said with a calm face:

"Whatever the Pope does is normal. Perhaps this dragon came to seek refuge with the Dawn Church on its own accord."

Fishley was a little surprised and looked back at Lan Luo, smiling wryly but saying nothing.

Among the elves, Lan Luo went to the church the most, followed by her.

Now, looking at Lan Luo's meaning, I'm afraid he has already joined the religion… …

But joining the Church of the Dawn doesn't seem like something unacceptable.

Lan Luo has not betrayed the Ancient Tree of Life… …

But Fishley just felt that something was not quite right, but at this time she couldn't take these things into consideration.

Carleigh looked at the battlefield outside the city with some regret.

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“Four or five thousand Mind Flayers… … If their hearts could all be taken out… …

“There's no need to say more about these things, after all, we didn't contribute to this battle.”

Fishley shook her head, just looking at Ian's back with anticipation.

Now, she couldn't wait to chat with Ian.

Perhaps, the elves… … No!

It's the Hundred Clan Alliance!

There will be new hope to fight against the demons, and maybe even drive the demons out of the continent of Rodri completely!

But… …

From what they've learned in the past few days.

The Church of the Dawn seems to lack nothing.

Resources?

Their resources are bestowed by the gods, endless and infinite. If they lack food, they just say a word outside the city, and the next moment there will be a harvest.

Equipment?

Don't be funny, if you want bows and arrows, you get bows and arrows, if you want heavy armor, you get heavy armor. There are countless horses raised. As long as it is an army of the Church of the Dawn, it is a heavy armored cavalry.

Even the dwarves aren't this rich.

Magic and knights?

They have miraculous alchemy potions and beacons. One gulp and they can instantly defeat intermediate knights and intermediate mages. There are as many of these things as you want.

Top combat power?

Fishley didn't want to say unlucky words, but she highly doubted whether Her Majesty the Queen could defeat the Ender Dragon without injury.

Even if the Ender Dragon is defeated, does that Pope really have no power?

And, don't forget that there is a real god behind them.

The more Fishley thought about it, the sadder she became. Their powerful elves, compared to the Church of the Dawn, seemed to only have a firm heart of resistance against the demons worth praising.

Is there really a chance for this cooperation to start?

What can their elves give to the Church of the Dawn to make them agree to cooperate, to make that Pope willing to save the Ancient Tree of Life?

… …

Fishley's worries were all nonsense.

If Ian knew, he would definitely smile and say to her.

“Yes, little elf, yes.”

“The faith of the elves is the best reward.”

However, Ian is now still communicating with Layar about the demons.

The Dawn Knights pulled up a human wall to isolate the surrounding believers.

Layar looked at the Abyss Crystal in Ian's hand and said softly:

“Your Holiness, this Abyss Crystal seems to be purer, and the energy in it is more majestic than the other one.”

Ian nodded slightly.

“Didn't that little elven girl say that this has been brewing for a long time, a small abyss in the Domain of Arrogance.”

Layar heard Ian's meaning and smiled:

“It seems we guessed right. The elves do know a lot of secrets. It is necessary for you to chat with them. I see they seem to have something to ask you.”

Ian was noncommittal, and Laysia asked curiously again:

“Your Holiness, is that abyss still like what you saw before?”

“Of course.”

Ian smiled, savoring the black-winged man's frustrated look, and joked:

“But this time he was more embarrassed, almost turning into a grilled bird.”

Grilled bird?

Layar and the others were stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly and didn't ask any further.

Their young master Ian has never been one to suffer losses.

“In any case, that guy suffered a big loss this time. Although he completely hates us, he shouldn't dare to continue taking risks to test us in a short time.”

“Take advantage of this time to develop well. Next time, try to send him a deadly gift.”

Ian fiddled with the magic wand in his hand and glanced at Fishley and the others not far away.

“Now, we can basically confirm that the abyss is indeed a phenomenon controlled by the demons. If we can design something, maybe our TNT replicator will have a good place to go.”

Find an abyss, and throw TNT with all your might. That scene must be explosive.

The demons would probably like this lively firecracker.

But at this time, Layar suddenly thought of something and reminded in a low voice:

“Your Holiness, if the abyss is controlled by the demons, then the old master's matter is very intriguing. I was thinking… … Could it be related to the royal family of the Bilka Duchy.”

Ian narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly:

“Indeed, given the character of the Bilka Duchy's royal family, it is not impossible for them to be a surrender faction and cooperate with the demons.”

“But in this way, it is also a good thing for us… … The demise of the Bilka Duchy will have an undeniable reason that no one can defend them.”

Even… …

In the future, when Ian continues to expand the Church of the Dawn, this pot of dirty water will be splashed very smoothly.

“In any case, Layar, pay attention to the battle situation of Markov and the others, and report any problems later.”

After speaking, he glanced at Fishley and the others again, then turned and left. The Ender Dragon roared and flew into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.

It had already been taken back by Ian. It's just that in the eyes of the Dawn believers, the Ender Dragon has always been guarding this place in the sky.

A sense of security explodes!

Noticing Ian's departure, Fishley and the others became anxious and quickly stepped forward.

But before they could take a few steps, Layar appeared in front of them.

He sized up Fishley and the others and raised his hand to signal.

“Miss Fishley, His Holiness wants to chat with you.”