As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Roy was just about to offer some words of comfort when Rowling suddenly sighed, expressing deep regret. "Dragon slaying is so thrilling! Isn't it much more exciting than fighting those freaks from the Evil Dragon Society?! You're so lucky to be able to fight the Seven Heavenly Dragons!"

What the hell is luck? You just want to fight the dragons, right?!

You are a woman after all, don’t let your mind be filled with thoughts of fighting and killing!

Roy was speechless for a while.

Luckily, Natsu spoke up to draw his attention back.

"Now that we've escaped the dragons' pursuit, it's time for us to head to the capital."

"It's just that there's a small problem now."

Roy was a little surprised: "What's the problem?"

Natsu rubbed his head, feeling embarrassed: "We seem to be lost."

Chapter 60: Next Step

Getting lost sounds like a small problem.

Getting lost in the wilderness filled with monsters is a big problem.

Especially since supplies are already in short supply right now, not to mention the danger posed by monsters, delaying for too long is itself quite bad.

In order to escape from the dragon's pursuit, the troops were in a panic and had no choice but to go somewhere else. Now they were already deep in the jungle which was not even described on the map. How to get out was a problem.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

"Is this the tool of the Sage? It's truly amazing."

The Iron Blood Ridge Knights, led by Anya, saw the [Blood-Seeking Bat] for the first time and were extremely curious.

The familiar bat formed from Roy's blood floated unsteadily in the air.

When Roy dropped a drop of Natsu's blood into it, the demon bat emitted a strange halo and split into two smaller ones.

It doesn’t matter if they can’t find the way, the [Blood-Seeking Bats] will guide them forward.

It is known that King Lionheart is in the capital, and that is their destination.

When tracking multiple bloodline targets, [Bloodseeking Bat] will split.

Now, the two little bats are pointing in the same direction, which means that the two Lionheart bloodlines with the same origin as Natsu are in the same position.

In other words, Charlotte has already arrived in the royal capital.

Roy suddenly understood something and looked back at everyone.

When Carl and Naz were injured, he was the highest-ranking commander on the scene.

"Everyone, Her Highness the Princess is already in the capital, supporting the decisive battle. We cannot fall behind!"

"The entire army will march out to support the capital and put an end to this war once and for all!"

The griffin spread its wings, and the soldiers took a step forward, following the black-haired knight standing on the golden-winged griffin, facing the rising sun and moving straight forward.

This time, it was no longer about escaping, but as Roy said, to fight the dragon clan to a decisive victory.

Having witnessed the holy and blazing ice-breaking sword with their own eyes, the fear of the dragon clan has been completely shattered, and no one doubts the hope of victory anymore.

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In the pitch-black cave, the dragons bowed their heads, remained silent as cicadas, and were willing to be subjects.

The shadow of the frost dragon is located on the towering rock mountains, surrounded by an indelible biting cold, but still full of majesty.

However, the eye-catching sword marks on the dragon's body are engraved with the shame and ugliness of losing to humans.

"The Frost King was defeated by a mere ant? Sister Malygos, it seems you are old and useless."

Anyone who dares to ridicule the Ice Dragon King must be a king of the same rank.

Opposite Malygos, the shadow of a giant emerald green dragon kept sneering.

Through the power of projection, one could vaguely discern a terrifying acid floating in the air, devouring everything in its path. Within its dark green vertical beams, a cold, sinister murderous intent flickered, daring the dragons beneath them to look directly at it.

"Perhaps, it's time for you to give up the throne."

Malygos closed his eyes, his expression deep. "It was indeed my fault for letting that army escape without any care. I cannot deny that."

"But, Kroline, when did it become your turn to tell me what to do?"

Malygos raised his head proudly, bringing with it a gust of frost, and cast a disdainful look at the opponent: "Didn't you also lose to the Lionhearted King?"

"Lord Nidhogg has already dealt a heavy blow, so he sent you to clean up the mess! Yet, despite commanding a vast army, you've spent weeks failing to capture the capital. You are truly unworthy of the name of the Eclipse King and the Dragon Clan. You are truly incompetent!"

The roar of the dragon shook the sky.

Kroline spread his wings, and terrifying green acid kept dripping down, corroding everything around him, making the air a little blurry. Even through the projection, one could feel the terrifying power from the high-level.

Malygos was equally unwilling to be outdone, summoning a vast expanse of frost, turning the space he was in into a bone-chilling winter, and causing the ice dragons under his seat to shiver uncontrollably.

The power of a high-level being is like a natural disaster, and just one rage is enough to terrify all living beings.

However, the confrontation between the two kings did not last long.

In a cave that is taller than the mountains they are in.

In the deep darkness, a vertical lens filled with darkness slowly opened.

Just like that, the surging pressure solidified into substance and transformed into a black gale that swept around.

Not to mention the group of dragons under his command, even the two of the seven great dragons who were crowned as kings could not help but hold their breath and retract their claws.

[Black Dragon Nidhogg] is also the eldest son of [Dragon King Bahamut] and the second only to the Dragon King among the Seven Heavenly Dragons.

He is also the true king of the dragon clan at this moment.

"Now is not the time to argue."

The calm tone contained a sense of anger at the lack of resistance, which shook the blood of every dragon.

"We, the seven great celestial dragons, have endured the passage of time, slain by the wreckage of humanity, and now only three remain present. Yet, with our enemies before us, we do not join hands and stand together, but instead become entangled in meaningless quarrels..."

"You guys let me down so much."

Malygos and Krolyon fell silent at the same time, and fell into reflection.

"Thousands of years ago, the human race betrayed us and killed our brothers and sisters. This hatred will never end! If I could, I would tear these lowly ants into pieces right now!"

The mountains trembled, the earth wailed, the black dragon's pain moved heaven and earth, and the flames of hatred lingered in the sky, leaving a deep impression on the mind.

However, it soon sighed again: "But I haven't completely digested the power of the remains of the God of Death, so I need your strength."

Six of the seven heavenly dragons are descendants of the Dragon King, and can be said to be true brothers and sisters.

When looking at the only two remaining relatives, Nidhogg's eyes showed a rare clarity and gentleness.

Just like the little bit of clarity left in the dark ink.

It first cast a glance at Kroline and said, "You are in full command of the army. Accelerate the offensive and make sure to capture the capital as quickly as possible."

Then it looked at Malygos and said, "Don't worry about the human army's defeat. Return to support Krolyon first."

"Malygos, you shouldn't be defeated so easily. There must be a reason for this loss of composure."

"So, what exactly happened to you?"

Malygos briefly recounted his experiences, then said worriedly, "The blood of that false king is not simple."

"At that time, I wanted to finish him off completely, but... I seemed to sense a familiar aura in him..."

The dragon flame of Balagas and the holy light of the Goddess of Light are indeed not ordinary things.

The former was most likely obtained by desecrating the corpse of Balagos with the blood of the false king, while the latter came from the church - a strange organization far away on another continent, and Malygos didn't know much about it.

But what really made it wary was another more familiar aura, which was also the reason why it subconsciously did not pursue it further at that time.

Spying on Nidhogg's expression, Malygos said cautiously, feeling somewhat conflicted. "That is... my father's aura."

Chapter 61: Breakthrough and Reinforcements

As the words fell, Black Dragon's expression became extremely ferocious.

The violent pressure raged around, causing the dragons to wail and even disrupting the projections of the two celestial dragons.

Bahamut is the leader of all dragons and their common father.

The true Lord of the Sky, the Dark Gold King who led the Dragon Clan to roam through the Age of Mythology. Even among the gods, he was one of the most powerful and awe-inspiring beings.

But when he heard this long-lost name, Nidhogg's eyes burned with unquenchable hatred.

The cold purple demonic energy kept gushing out, and along with it came the hatred that it could not forget after several epochs, and it no longer had any affection for its compatriots.

"That old thing..."

"Even if you're already dead, why would you still join forces with these filthy humans?!"

The unwilling roar echoed in the air, stirring up a purple-black storm that lasted for a long time.

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The sky was covered with dark clouds and filled with smoke.

The Lionheart capital, Lionheart City.

Once the kingdom's most prosperous city and the pride of its people, it is now stained with blood and gloom from the long-lasting war.

The tall and majestic city walls were full of potholes from having endured so many attacks, and the fiery red magic circle cast by the court wizard was also damaged in many places and dimmed a lot.

The fierce fighting almost never stopped.

Before the corpses from last night were swept away, the dragons launched a new round of attacks with the arrival of morning.

Flying dragons have an overwhelming advantage over humans on the plains, so the best strategy is to rely on city walls for defense, consume the dragons' forces, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

This is the valuable experience left over from the Second War Against Dragons nineteen years ago.

But today, the Cavaliers have to admit that this strategy is no longer applicable.

As the race that dominates the sky, flying dragons make up the majority of the dragon clan.

But in addition to these, there are also velociraptors that are agile enough to avoid arrows and quickly climb up the city walls, and ankylosaurs with thick scales and tail hammers that can carry a force of a thousand pounds, posing a huge threat to the city gates. And among the flying dragons, there are not only fire dragons, but also frost dragons, acid dragons and other races, which make the knights overwhelmed.

The crossbows and catapults that had long been overwhelmed were put into operation again. The soldiers fought desperately with spears and shields. The griffin knights took off again and fought to the death with the dragons.

The sky was shrouded in fire and smoke, the clouds seemed to be dyed red with blood, and the bumpy city walls trembled under the attacks of the dragons. The scene was like purgatory, wearing down the minds of everyone on the battlefield.

The king standing on the city wall stared at the knights falling one by one, but he clenched his fists tightly and could not make any rash moves.

It is true that the actions of high-level transcendents can easily reverse the current downward trend, but that will only lead to more flaws and induce the truly dangerous guy to take action.

Deep in the distant dragon group, a cold and evil aura made no effort to conceal its pressure, exerting pressure on Robert.

Ever since he was seriously injured in the battle with Nidhogg, Robert has been in poor condition. If he rashly fights against the seven dragons and loses as the king of a country, the morale will only drop to freezing point.

Therefore, Rob Reinhardt, the king who led the eleven knights of the kingdom to fight against the Red Blood Fire Dragon and turned the tide, can do nothing at this moment.

They could only watch as the royal capital fell little by little under the attack of the dragon clan.

This feeling is not pleasant.

But soon, it was not just about feeling uncomfortable.

"Roar!"

A young Sequence 5 Griffin Knight died of exhaustion and fell into the air.

The lack of mid-level combat power immediately created a fatal gap on the battlefield. The pure-blooded dragon covered in acid did not miss this opportunity and broke through the barrier.

The strange green magic poison can not only corrode the body and armor, but is also the nemesis of magic barriers.

Using this as a breakthrough, a large number of flying dragons drilled into the barrier.

There were only a handful of Sequence 5s in the royal capital, and everyone else was dealing with intermediate-level Sequence 5s. No one could spare a hand, including the Griffin Knights.

It is almost impossible for ordinary soldiers to suppress Sequence 5 by relying on numbers.

Hundreds of infantrymen lined up in front, only to see the acid-winged dragon grinning fiercely. Horrible acid rained down, penetrating the steel frame and flesh, even eating away the bones. It was a horrific sight.

Molten flames overflowed.

Locking his eyes firmly on the Acid Dragon below, Robert could no longer hold back and was about to be eliminated.