Mage Veigar

Chapter 643: Holy Dragon Battle
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Inside the palace, the porcelain cup in the Holy Dragon King's hand suddenly broke, and the tea splashed all over the Holy Dragon King's hand.

He frowned, stood up and walked a few steps, an indescribable feeling of irritation arose.

Sha Lala--

The rain was getting heavier.

The Holy Dragon King walked out of his bedroom, stood under the eaves, and looked up at the sky.

But I couldn't see anything clearly.

The heavy rain curtain, the inky clouds, and the lightning like silver snakes seemed to swallow up the entire earth.

The heavy rain had been going on for three days and three nights, causing the Holy Dragon King to recall some unfriendly memories.

"It's just like what's written in the book."

The Holy Dragon King couldn't help but sigh.

It was a book of inheritance from their overlord countries, the Kingdom of the Giant Dragon and the Kingdom of the Holy Dragon, which had been passed down since before the War of the Gods.

The book records the glorious history of the giant dragons of that era, when they ruled the continent and even fought against the gods, as well as... the entire process of how the sub-dragons betrayed the giant dragons, united all races, started a heroic war, and destroyed the giant dragons.

The day when the dragon species perished——

The clouds were as dark as ink, with lightning and thunder. It was an unprecedented heavy rain.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights.

When darkness... swallowed up the earth, heroes from all races came through the rain, they fought their way into the Holy Dragon City, and finally stepped on the corpse of the Holy Dragon King, cut off the black-and-gold-rimmed Holy Dragon flag, and announced the glorious end.

Click!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck a tall building in the distance.

Although this lightning did not cause any harm to the Holy Dragon King, the Holy Dragon flag with a black background and gold edges and a giant dragon pattern embroidered on it on a tall building in the distance broke.

“Even God wants to stop us?”

The Holy Dragon King’s fists were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

As the king of the sub-dragon race, he inherited the will of his ancestors and tried to restore the rule of the ancient Holy Dragon Kingdom. There was nothing wrong with letting the black flag with gold edges fly in every corner of the continent again.

The Holy Dragon King's question was answered.

This answer certainly did not come from heaven, but was an explosion more terrifying than the lightning from the sky.

boom!
The explosion of star magic echoed in the sky above Holy Dragon City.

When the explosion sounded, it was terrifying that magical elements spread out in all directions, the rain curtain in the sky was broken in half, and a hole appeared in the ink-like thick clouds. A ray of sunlight symbolizing light fell from the hole and enveloped the Holy Dragon City.

"When...darkness engulfs the earth."

"Heroes from all races are coming through the rain."

"They rushed into the Holy Dragon City, stepped on the body of the Holy Dragon King, cut off the black-bottomed gold-rimmed flag, and announced the end of the glory."

The Holy Dragon King muttered to himself, without any anger in his eyes: "The era of dragons has ended, and the word 'holy dragon' has become a taboo. Are we who are trying to restore the word 'holy dragon' also regarded as heretics by the heavens?"

"What did we, the sub-dragon species, do wrong?"

"We have been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, but our time has still not come?" The Holy Dragon King's eyes were filled with despair.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

At this time, several of the most senior ministers rushed over and told the Holy Dragon King the cruel reality: "The royal army has already attacked us. Please retreat immediately. We don't have much time. The 10 Holy Dragon Legion can only delay for hours at most."

"Retreat? Where should we retreat to?"

The Holy Dragon King showed a sarcastic expression: "Holy Dragon City is the hub connecting my hometown and the mainland. If we lose this place, we will be rootless. Do you want me to learn from the kingdom in the past and retreat to the City of Everlook, waiting for a ray of hope that does not exist in the first place?"

Several ministers looked at each other.

Led by one person, everyone knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Majesty, please return to the Dragon Islands and activate the 'Dragon Breath Formation' and wait for the arrival of the next era. We have memorized the return route. As long as we wait, there is hope."

"go back……"

The Holy Dragon King closed his eyes and said in a sad tone: "I defeated the United Kingdom with my army and moved some of my people to the mainland. Now I am leaving millions of troops and hundreds of millions of people on the mainland, and I am fleeing back to my hometown alone. How can I tell my subjects in my hometown to wait for the arrival of the next era?"

"I guarantee with my life that the people of my hometown will understand you."

Several ministers tried hard to persuade them. They understood that Holy Dragon City was the most important hub. Once they lost Holy Dragon City, they would not even be able to return to the Dragon Islands overseas. Therefore, they had to let the Holy Dragon King retreat now. As long as he was alive, there was hope.

"No! I will never go back!"

The Holy Dragon King opened his angry eyes and said, "The era of the sub-dragon species must be created by us sub-dragon species ourselves. We, the sub-dragon species that are not favored by the heavens, do not deserve to have an era that comes by luck. We can only rely on ourselves, and we must rely on ourselves!"

"Listen to me."

The Holy Dragon King looked at his kneeling ministers and said, "I don't want the pity of the loser, but the glory of the winner! I want to return to the Dragon Islands with victory, not seek pity in defeat. The enemy is only 500,000 humans, and we in Holy Dragon City still have the most elite 200,000 Holy Dragon Legion. We still have a trump card in our hands... that has not been revealed yet. We! Can still win!"

"Your Majesty, this is not possible."

A minister kowtowed repeatedly: "That trump card is our only hope, and we must not waste it here. Even if we defeat the 500,000 troops and kill Vega Saint Laurent and the Star Mage, how are we going to deal with other forces on the continent? We cannot guarantee that other forces will not have people like Vega Saint Laurent and Okasos."

"Your Majesty, please take that thing back to the Dragon Islands."

There was fear in the ministers' eyes, as if they were very afraid that the Holy Dragon King would reveal his trump card here.

There was a flash of hesitation in the Holy Dragon King's eyes.

That is the last trump card of the sub-dragon species, and also their confidence. The Holy Dragon King is not actually so determined as to whether to reveal it here or not. This trump card is more likely to be used to protect the sub-dragon species from being exterminated when encountering a strong enemy.

Precisely because he is the king, he must consider the entire tribe.

But... Holy Dragon City must not be lost, this trump card must be used.

With great determination, the Holy Dragon King walked into the bedroom and took out a golden heavy sword engraved with blood-red runes.

"Your Majesty! Please think twice!"

Several old ministers tried to persuade him, but the Holy Dragon King seemed determined to go his own way.

But just when the Holy Dragon King was about to reveal his trump card, destroy the 500,000 troops, kill Vega and the Star Mage Okasos, and put an end to this sudden war -

I saw a soldier running over hurriedly from outside.

He reported the news to the Holy Dragon King, which made the Holy Dragon King immediately give up the idea of ​​revealing his trump card.

(End of this chapter)