Chapter 166

The moment Constantine appeared on the battlefield, everything seemed to be set in stone.

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Inside the Holy Temple, a deathly silence reigned; the atmosphere was utterly somber.

Mu En forced herself not to cry out, burying her face in her sister's arms and clutching her clothes tightly.

Noa's hands trembled; the apocalyptic scene before her was far beyond what a child like her could bear.

But she still held her younger sister, comforting her.

Milan and the other maids stared in silence at Anna, who had been ravaged and violated, and at the invincible Crimson Flame Dragon King.

It seems there's... no point in struggling anymore. (Shan)

Losweiser opened her eyes in pain, sensing a powerful aura emanating from the battlefield.

The aura unique to the Dragon King.

She knew it was Constantine.

That Dragon race hero who expanded the Dragon Race's territory thousands of years ago was a top-tier figure even among all the dragon kings.

"Your Majesty..."

Milan lowered her head, not daring to look at Losweiser. "I'm sorry, we may very well... have already lost. No one can kill a Dragon King of Constantine's caliber, no one..."

No one present refuted this statement, because it was an implicitly accepted fact; Milan simply dared to say it aloud.

"Kill... the Dragon King..."

Losweiser murmured those four words, gripping the sheets beneath her, enduring the sharp pain in her abdomen, "Killing the Dragon King... isn't that someone's forte...?"

"What did you say, Your Majesty?" The doctor beside him did not hear clearly.

Losweiser closed her eyes, a tired yet relieved smile appearing on her pale face.

At this point, there is no other way.

She called the man's name softly.

"Leon ..."

He responded and walked to Losweiser's bedside, still looking at her with a serious expression.

"I have no choice... Leon, I have no choice..." She looked at her former nemesis, her silver eyes filled with helplessness.

Leon remained silent, but Losweiser could see his answer in his eyes.

She closed her eyes, a hot tear sliding down her cheek and wetting the pillow. "You know where I put your things. The key is in the second drawer."

Leon nodded, opened the drawer, and took out a key.

Then, he walked around the crowd, stood in front of Noa and Mu En, and half-squatted down.

He first squeezed Mu En's cold little hand, then looked at Noa.

The father and daughter looked at each other, as if they had a thousand words to say to each other.

In the end, Leon simply said, "Protect your sister and Mom. You can do it."

"Daddy... you... you will come back, right?" Noa asked, trembling.

"Yes, I will come back. Didn't we promise to go to the beach together?"

He patted Noa's head, said nothing more, stood up, and walked towards the door.

"Leon!... Leon..." Losweiser's weak voice came through.

Leon stopped at the door, turned his head slightly, and replied in a deep voice.

"I know, leave it to me."

Having said that, Leon opened the door and rushed out of the Holy Temple without saying another word.

He arrived at Losweiser's secret warehouse, unlocked the door with a key, walked down the steps, and stepped into the innermost part.

He found a wooden crate there, opened it, and inside was a set of black armor.

As if reuniting with an old friend, Leon reached out, his fingertips lightly tracing the breastplate of the Black-Gold War Chariot.

"Old friend, let's go crazy one more time."

It is rare for the Dragon King to personally appear on the battlefield.

There are only two situations in which the Dragon King can personally participate in the battle:

We must either win this war or the enemy's Dragon King level combat power has already appeared.

Anna couldn't understand why the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan had any reason to seize the Silver Dragon territory. The two Dragon Race had been enemies for thousands of years, so why did they suddenly attack?

She was pinned to the ground by Constantine's dragon claws, her Dragon blood almost drained, and she was on the verge of death.

I wonder if His Your Majesty managed to evacuate successfully, whether the two Princess safe, and whether the Prince, who seems to have little fighting ability, can take care of his wife and children.

Anna's body was on the verge of collapse; she knew she could not withstand another attack from Constantine.

Even so, she still tried to resist.

The fragile dragon flames spewed from his mouth, but unfortunately, Constantine didn't even bother to dodge or defend against such a weak attack.

Constantine looked down at Anna, his crimson dragon eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.

Constantine slowly gathered high-purity dragon flame in his mouth, intending to end Anna's suffering.

Anna finally stopped struggling and slowly closed her eyes.

Hundreds of silver dragons charged toward Constantine recklessly, but Anna, as the temporary leader, had already been defeated, the morale of the army was unstable, and there was no one to command them. Such an attack was no different from suicide.

The high temperature gradually swept in, and in the fiery red, Anna seemed to see the real God of Death.

But suddenly, a sharp bird call came to my ears.

The dragon flames that were about to incinerate Anna were dispersed in an instant.

She opened her eyes, not understanding what had happened.

But judging from Constantine's reaction, could it be... His Your Majesty has come to provide support?

No, that's impossible.

Her Your Majesty is still in labor and it's impossible for her to come here under those circumstances.

But who else could so easily defeat Constantine Longyan... besides His Your Majesty?

Constantine slowly raised his dragon head. In front of him was a long ravine pierced by lightning, with the corpses of dozens of red dragons lying on both sides of the ravine.

On the other side of this ravine, in front of the gate of the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, a slender figure stood.

The Black and Silver Armor, the lightning crackling around him—it was undoubtedly that person who had killed several Crimson Flame Dragons in an instant and interrupted Constantine's fatal attack on Anna.

Constantine narrowed his dragon eyes slightly. "So that's the target 'they' were talking about? It does seem... to be very strong."

Leon slowly began to walk towards the battlefield ahead.

The silver paint on the surface of the Black-Gold War Chariot gradually dried, a simple cover he made before arriving on the battlefield to avoid revealing his human identity.

The paint was easy to find; he used a lot of it when he made Rubik's Cube for Noa and Mu En.

Back when the war was going on, most of the Dragon Race only recognized this black armor. The camouflage they're doing now is a bit sloppy, but it's better than doing nothing at all.

Besides, it was nighttime, so it would be difficult to spot the flaws unless you were very close.

The Thousand Birds attack just now also consumed some of the Magic Power that Leon had stored in the Dragon Mark.

He raised his hand and placed it on his breastplate, feeling the remaining Magic Power.

Then, he looked up at the enormous Constantine in front of him.

After a quick calculation, I figured, "Killing him before I run out of Magic Power shouldn't be a problem."

When Leon first saw the Silver Dragon Clan gradually gaining the upper hand, he thought there was no need for him to intervene in this battle.

All he had to do was stay by Losweiser's and his daughters' side, acting as the last line of defense.

But it wasn't until Constantine arrived on the battlefield and regained the upper hand with overwhelming power that Leon realized just how much this crazed dragon wanted to win the war.

Very well, Constantine is so eager for victory, then Leon will not allow him to win.

Going against dragons is Leon's old profession.

His gaze swept across the battlefield strewn with corpses, and he estimated the number of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan. He thought to himself, "It's a good thing I didn't make a move earlier, otherwise I would have wasted my Magic Power and probably wouldn't have the confidence to face Constantine, the Dragon King."

If you have limited mana, and you use all your skills to clear mobs, should you just use basic attacks when facing the boss?

This is utter nonsense!

As Leon stepped onto the battlefield, the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan also reacted.

Several giant red dragons pounced on Leon.

They used their own bodies to form a "cage," trapping Leon inside.

Immediately afterwards, they gathered dragon flames, intending to burn Leon alive in the cage.

Constantine was also surprised by the human's courage; how could he dare to walk straight towards him like that? Was he crazy?

But as it turned out, Constantine had worried unnecessarily.

Several bolts of lightning shot out from the gaps in the "cage" ahead, and the next moment, powerful lightning magic blasted the Crimson Flame Dragon away in all directions.

Leon, however, remained firmly in place, his entire body enveloped in blazing lightning.

At that moment, his deep-seated desire for Dragon blood was finally reawakened.

An immense pressure emanated from his body, and in the eyes of the dragons, his small figure seemed like a thunder god descending to earth.

Not only were the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan present intimidated, but even the Silver Dragon warriors felt a sense of fear towards this "ally" they had never seen before.

"He can unleash such powerful magic without transforming into Dragon form, merely in his frail human form... Is he the new dragon king being groomed by the Silver Dragon Clan?"

"And the aura emanating from this guy... it feels... familiar."

"Who is inside the armor?!"

"..."

The Crimson Dragon Warriors couldn't help but start discussing it.

But with Constantine's Dragon Roar, everyone's surprise and panic were abruptly silenced.

"Whoever he is, kill him." Zero

At Constantine's command, dozens of red dragons attacked Leon once more.

And then the sharp, piercing bird calls rang out again. (2)

Leon slightly opened his arms, gathering Lightning magic, Thousand Birds, in each hand.

He slowly bent down, his pace quickening.

The two charged at each other at incredible speed, clashing in close combat. Leon, like a lightning-forged blade, plunged into the dragon horde. (8)

Blood splattered, lightning flashed, and the cries of Thousand Birds mingled with the roars and howls of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan.

The pain felt when a body is cut open by lightning far surpasses that caused by swords or blades.

The man in the silver and black armor moved with unparalleled speed, slaughtering everything in his path. Every step he took trampled over countless bones and blood.

This was a devastating, one-sided massacre. Whether human or dragon-like, they were as fragile as a sheet of paper before the unparalleled lightning.

But this is not Leon's full-fledged response.

He just wanted to get rid of Constantine before his Magic Power ran out, so he had to kill these small fry in his way.

Inside the Holy Temple, Noa stared wide-eyed in horror.

She could hardly believe that the human meat grinder on the battlefield was her own father.

That gentle man who always spoke softly, who could cook, do housework, and take care of his Mom... seemed to have become a completely different person.

Although Noa had previously sensed that her Daddy might be a very capable person.

But seeing it with her own eyes today, Noa couldn't help but wonder if her Daddy was a little too strong.

"I thought His Prince... wasn't good at fighting," a maid said quietly.