Elven cultivators

"The essence contained within a Golden Peak Dragonborn is indeed far beyond what an ordinary Dragonborn can possess."

Anton couldn't help but sigh.

All the dragonborn he had hunted before, and the combined improvement he brought to Sword Pill, was not as significant as the corpses of these five governors.

If this momentum continues, as long as three or four more pure-blooded dragon descendants at the peak of the Gold Realm are eliminated, the Sword Pill will very likely break through its limitations and advance to the Xuan-level.

Once the idea popped into his head, it grew like wildfire. For a moment, Anton even had the urge to set off for the Dragon Fang defense line right now and take care of the four governors stationed on each line.

But he ultimately resisted the tempting idea.

The battle just now, though seemingly overwhelming, actually nearly emptied his coffers.

His true essence was completely exhausted.

Only one drop of the dark, heavy water remained.

Even the array flags and thunder talismans of the Nine Heavens Thunder Suppressing Yuan Array have suffered varying degrees of damage and need to be repaired before they can be used again.

Now all he has left is the "Soul Suppression" card from the Soul Suppression Bell.

If they happened to run into the reinforcements from Cresol Dragon City at this time and were surrounded by several governors, it would be no joke.

"Let's find another opportunity later."

Anton breathed a sigh of relief, put away the sword pellet, tidied up the weapon-refining room, turned around and returned to the meditation room. He sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to re-condense the Netherworld Heavy Water.

The fact that Youyin Chongshui was able to kill five governors in one go this time was largely due to his skill.

It's natural to accumulate more of these powerful trump cards, just in case.

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rumble!

The heavy stone door was pushed open, and five consuls hurried into the hall.

They had just been urgently recalled from Dragon Fang Defense Line and Azurewater Harbor, and had been speculating about what had happened the whole way, but they still had no clue until they stepped into the council hall.

Looking up, they saw Orion sitting at the head of the conference table, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. The five of them felt a chill in their hearts.

Walto sat to Orion's left, his face equally grim.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the hall was so heavy that it made one's chest feel heavy.

The five governors who entered exchanged glances, all seeing surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes.

Such emergency recalls are extremely rare, and when they do occur, it must be because something very serious has happened.

Could it be that the plan to use the transport team to set a trap to lure the meteorite dragon into a trap has gone wrong?

No, it's impossible.

With all five governors mobilized simultaneously, no force in the entire Eldron Plains could withstand such a lineup.

At most, the Meteor Dragon Society didn't fall for the trick; they didn't suffer any losses.

The five people exchanged glances, suppressed the unease surging in their hearts, and sat down around the conference table.

Hector, the governor in charge of overseeing Azurewater Harbor, was the first to speak up, asking, "Lord Orion, what has happened?"

Orion remained silent, his face grim.

Walto, his face grim, explained, "About an hour ago, Wood and Kenneth, who were part of the transport team carrying out the ambush plan, lost contact."

"We then sent people to investigate near the Greyrock Pass. About four or five kilometers away from the Greyrock Pass, we found the bodies of Greyscale soldiers from the transport team. The Dragonborn soldiers and the five governors were nowhere to be found."

"At the same time, numerous signs of battle were discovered inside the limestone pass."

"Judging from the traces of law power left at the scene, this should be the location where Wood and his group fought against the Meteor Dragon Society."

"After that, we recreated parts of the battle scene using magical means."

At this point, Walto's voice suddenly lowered a few decibels, "The results are confirmed... all five governors are dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

The faces of the five governors who rushed back were filled with shock.

"impossible!"

Hector blurted it out almost without thinking, his voice filled with disbelief.

"The Eldron branch of the Meteor Dragon Society only has three Gold Saints at their peak, how could they possibly kill five Archons simultaneously?"

The other officials also expressed their shock.

"Did the Meteor Dragons send reinforcements from other branches?"

"Even if the Meteor Dragon sends reinforcements, can't Wood and his men escape if they can't win?"

"Could there be an error in the reconstruction process? Wood and the others might not be dead yet!"

Walto remained silent, letting the commotion subside until the voices of the other consuls gradually died down. Only then did he sigh deeply and continue speaking.

"Based on the reconstructed footage, only three people were involved in the attack."

"Zig, Brock... and Canglan."

"And they all survived afterwards; not one of them died."

"Only three people in total?"

Hector and his companions were truly stunned.

Three Golden Peaks faced off against five Governors, and instead of being completely wiped out, they killed them all.

How is that possible?

Zig and Brock knew about it.

The former is quite capable, but among the twelve governors, he is only of average ability.

Wood alone could easily suppress him.

Not to mention Brock, who awakened the lowest level of laws and has been at the peak of the Gold level for less than a century.

Any one of the twelve consuls could easily defeat him.

As for Canglan... although he has the combat power of a peak Gold level, he has not yet awakened the power of laws, so he is not much stronger than Brock.

No matter how you look at it, none of these three people have the strength to kill Wood and his group of five.

Seeing the disbelieving expressions on everyone's faces, Walto was too lazy to say anything more and threw out an image stone.

"These are some of the battle footage recorded; you can see for yourselves."

Hector reached out and caught the image stone, eagerly infusing it with magic to activate it.

The image stone suddenly emitted a dazzling halo, and countless tiny rays of light spread out from the stone, intertwining in the air to form a huge light screen.

Scenes flashed across the screen quickly.

The battle recreated using magical means was incomplete, fragmented, like a movie with missing frames.

But Hector and the others managed to piece together the outline of the entire battle.

Soon, the video ended, and the light screen disappeared.

Silence remained in the council chamber for a long time.

The five newly arrived governors sat stunned on the stone benches, their faces still showing shock.

Countless perplexing thoughts churned in their minds.

What are those strange puppets that can trap even the most powerful beings when they are arranged in an array?

What is that magic circle that can summon countless incredibly powerful lightning bolts?

What are those black jade water droplets that Canglan released?

As dragon descendants who have lived for thousands of years and the highest authority in Kreisor Dragon City, they considered themselves to be knowledgeable and well-informed. However, the various methods that Canglan displayed in the images far exceeded their understanding.

For the first time in their lives, they felt fear towards an existence that was neither dragon-born nor dragon-like.

Canglan's strength has far exceeded their expectations.

Even if Lord Orion were to intervene, it would be difficult for him to kill five governors in such a short time.

Who exactly is that man?

"Lord Orion."

Hector swallowed hard, his voice strained, "What... should we do next?"

All the consuls turned to look at Aurelion, the head of state, their eyes filled with confusion and unease.

At that moment, they actually felt a sense of panic and confusion.

God knows how long it's been since they've felt this way.

For over a thousand years, they have ruled the plains of Eldron, and they have always been the ones who inspire fear in others, never the ones who should fear others.

Orion remained silent for a long time.

So long that the air in the council chamber seemed to solidify, making it hard to breathe.

Finally, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Starting today, all Dragonborn and vassal troops stationed outside the city shall be withdrawn to Dragon City, including Azurewater Harbor and Dragon Tooth Defense Line. No one shall leave without my permission."

The council chamber erupted in uproar.

All the officials wore expressions of disbelief.

Retreat to Longcheng?

Doesn't this mean abandoning Bishui Harbor and the Dragon Tooth Defense Line?

Bluewater Harbor is the most prosperous commercial hub in the Eldron Plains, contributing an astonishing amount of tax revenue to Dragon City every year.

The Dragon Tooth Defense Line is the lifeline for Dragon City to control the access routes to and from the entire plains, and it is one of the foundations of Dragon City's ruling system. Without the Dragon Tooth Defense Line, Dragon City's blockade of the plains would be nothing but empty talk.

Abandoning these two locations would be a catastrophic blow to Longcheng's prestige, economy, and military control.

"Lord Orion, this..."

Hector couldn't help but speak, but then didn't know what to say.

He understood how helpless Orion was in making this decision.

If the Meteor Dragon Society and Azure Waves were able to eliminate five governors this time, it's hard to guarantee they won't strike again next time.

Unless they are accompanied by at least six governors every time they leave Dragon City, there is no way they can be considered safe.

But Dragon City must always have enough forces left to guard it.

If they were to launch a full-scale attack, and Canglan and his men were to seize the opportunity to assault Dragon City, the consequences would be even more unimaginable.

Maintaining the status quo will only allow the rulers to be defeated one by one by the Azure Dragon Society and the Meteor Dragon Society.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to consolidate our defenses, concentrate our forces, and wait for an opportunity.

Having figured this out, Hector fell silent.

The other officials also gradually figured out the key to it, and the resentment and anger on their faces were gradually replaced by helplessness and heaviness.

"All actions against the Meteor Dragon Society are suspended until the City Lord returns. We will remain inactive for now."

Aurelion's voice echoed through the hall.

"Yes."

The officials responded in unison, their voices low and somber, devoid of their former high spirits.

The meeting thus came to an end.

The consuls rose and left one after another, their footsteps echoing in the empty hall and gradually fading into the distance.

Orion sat alone on the stone chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless for a long time.

"Canglan..."

He murmured the name, his face terribly grim.

For nearly ten thousand years, the dragon race has ruled the Dawn Continent, and never before has a non-dragon descendant been able to make the Dragon City, which it rules, so miserable.

One person alone forced the entire city of Cresol to shrink its defenses and retreat into hiding.

No one would believe it if I told them.

But that's reality.

The news of the five governors' deaths in battle has spread, and it remains to be seen how much of a sensation it will cause on the Eldron Plains.

Those vassal races and those forces secretly coveting it will probably be eager to make their move.

There's more headache to come.

Orion closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

This unprecedented sense of frustration and powerlessness left him momentarily at a loss for how to cope.

We only hope that the city lord will return soon.

Until then... we can only bear with it.