Chapter 167

"Yes, I have never seen His Prince on the battlefield."

Is it possible that all the dragons that the Prince saw on the battlefield were killed by him?

Losweiser lay in bed, listening silently as her subordinates discussed the man.

She closed her eyes, and her panicked heart gradually calmed down.

"This is the real you... Leon Casmod."

On the battlefield, Leon stepped on the head of a red dragon, using it as leverage to leap into the air.

He raised his right hand high above his head, where a powerful Lightning power converged.

S-Rank Lightning magic: Heavenly Thunder Annihilation!

Leon was too tired to waste any more time dealing with this bunch of scum.

A sudden bolt of heavenly lightning struck down, instantly turning the surrounding Crimson Flame Dragon Clan into dust.

He landed lightly back on the ground, looked around, and finally looked at Shirley not far away.

"Take your men and go clear out the other Crimson Flame Dragon."

Shirley was startled; the voice from under the armor sounded very familiar.

"Your Prince?!"

"What, do you want me to sign your autograph?"

"No, no... I mean..."

"We'll talk after I kill Constantine. Go and carry out the orders."

"Yes, Your Prince!"

Shirley led the remaining silver dragon soldiers in another fierce battle against the enemy.

Leon's recent attacks have leveled the score.

He couldn't keep wasting his Magic Power on the grunts, and these silver dragon soldiers couldn't just stand by and watch the show; they had to lend a hand.

So, next—

Leon turned around and looked at the crimson dragon a few hundred meters ahead.

It's time for the main course.

Constantine also realized that this battle would not be won so easily.

He released Anna and transformed into human form, appearing as a man with red hair and red eyes, dressed in a long robe.

Leon and Constantine slowly walked towards each other.

When they were about ten meters apart, they stopped at the same time.

The two sized each other up, remained silent for a moment, and then Constantine spoke first.

"I didn't expect you would actually make a move."

Upon hearing this, Leon was slightly taken aback.

This sentence, though brief, is packed with information.

This at least shows that Constantine already knew that beneath the armor... was a human.

But Leon had only fought against the soldiers of the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan before, and had never seen this Dragon King.

How did Constantine know about him?

"You, who were once hailed by the Empire as the strongest Dragon Slayer, would actually help the Dragon Race. Isn't that a bit ironic?" Constantine said calmly.

He not only knew that there was a human under the armor, but he had also confirmed Leon's identity.

For some reason, Leon had a feeling that the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan's surprise attack was far more than just a matter of expanding their territory.

Behind this, there seems to be a much larger conspiracy.

However, the situation is urgent now, and Leon doesn't have time to think about this problem.

He suppressed his surprise and replied calmly.

"I can't be bothered with your Dragon Race's internal strife, which is so fierce that it's dark and chaotic. But if you keep fighting, my wife and children will get hurt. That's a different story."

"Ha, wife and kids... Casmod, once the strongest has a weakness, he is no longer the strongest."

Leon slowly raised his right hand, and lightning gathered in his palm once more.

Blue light shone on the blood-soaked helmet, and the man beneath the armor replied, enunciating each word clearly.

"Constantine, I will show you what true strength is. And they are not our weakness—"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he had already ambushed Constantine's side with lightning speed.

"They are family."

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death.

Suddenly, birdsong erupted, and Constantine leaped away, sending Thousand Birds crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Before Constantine could prepare his counter-magic, Leon burst out of the smoke and dust, heading straight for him.

"So fast..." Constantine exclaimed inwardly.

It's fast enough to keep up with the Silver Dragon Queen's speed.

Constantine had no time to launch an attack and could only spread his dragon wings in a defensive stance.

This is a unique fighting style of the Dragon Race; if they can't win, they retreat.

Leon's countless combat experiences and muscle memory were all awakened. He adjusted his posture in time, stepped on Constantine's dragon wing, and jumped into the air, circling behind Constantine.

Immediately afterward, before he could react, a Thousand Birds Thrust was unleashed, striking Constantine squarely in the back.

When Dragon Race use their wings for defense, their backs become their biggest weakness.

But one has to admit, he truly lives up to his title as the Dragon King.

At such close range, a single Thousand Birds failed to penetrate Constantine's body—

Yes, in Leon's opinion, the fact that he couldn't penetrate the enemy's body meant that the enemy was already quite formidable, and he needed to put in more effort.

Little did they know that Constantine's back had already been severely injured by that Thousand Birds attack.

Leon withdrew his attack, creating distance between himself and Constantine.

Constantine, panting heavily, spread his dragon wings and slowly turned around.

His Crimson Dragon Pupils were filled with fury.

"Casmod, you've really angered me."

"Really? Then you won't be angry after I kill you."

"Human, you will pay with your life for your arrogance!"

With a deafening Dragon Roar, Constantine transformed into his Dragon form once more.

Leon's human body suddenly appeared frail and small in his presence.

A huge shadow loomed over Leon, but he was used to such sights.

He'd seen even bigger dragon kings before, so how could he possibly be scared by Constantine?

The crimson dragon flapped its wings and raised its head high.

Immediately, three enormous magic circles lit up behind him.

Within the magic circle, the power of the three elements—ice, fire, and wind—converged into countless sharp blades, all of which pierced towards Leon.

Leon, however, did not dodge or evade, but planned to launch a direct counterattack.

He has the ability and courage to fight to the death, and there's no need to waste time on maneuvering and negotiation.

The Lightning power filled his entire body, greatly enhancing Leon's defense and speed.

He moved nimbly through the rain of elemental blades, and even if he was hit, the powerful lightning would shatter him.

Leon flashed faster and faster, transforming into a streak of blue lightning, striking Constantine's massive forelimbs at an almost invisible speed.

Constantine wanted to leave. (The last part is a separate, unrelated phrase.)

But it was too late.

A surge of Lightning Element erupted from Leon's body.

The Dragon Mark on his chest began to shimmer with an unprecedented deep blue light.

In an instant, Constantine's entire left forelimb was paralyzed and lost all sensation.

He lowered his dragon head and continuously spewed dragonfire at Leon beneath him, trying to drive him away.

But Leon's speed far exceeded his expectations.

Before the numbness in his forelimbs had even subsided, Leon stepped on his knees and easily leaped onto his back.

Leon stood atop Constantine's dragon back, raising his right hand, and thick, dark clouds instantly gathered in the dim night sky. Dad.

Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed in the clouds. 8.

At this moment, Leon was like a god who summoned lightning, wielding the most turbulent, violent, and uncontrollable element in nature with unparalleled skill.

S-rank Lightning magic: Myriad Lightning Heavenly Attraction. V

Boom! — Hesitation

"Roar!!!"

The terrifying lightning struck down, and with Constantine letting out a painful dragon roar, his spine and his entire torso went numb.

How could a human being be this strong!

Constantine flapped his dragon wings with all his might, struggling to shake Leon off him.

But Leon at that moment was like a cold-blooded butcher.

All he had to do was kill the beast at his feet.

The recent Myriad Lightning Heavenly Attraction had consumed a significant amount of his Magic Power, so...

"This is the last resort, Constantine."

Leon clasped his hands together, then slowly opened them, and the lightning in his palms transformed into the shape of a longsword.

He gripped the Lightning Sword in his hand and then pierced the scales on Constantine's back with a fierce thrust.

The intertwining of flesh and blood, the lament of the Dragon King—this was the most beautiful moment for Leon Casmod, the strongest Dragon Slayer.

However, this is not the end.

Leon gripped the Lightning Sword tightly and sped off on Constantine's broad dragon back.

The sword slashed along his spine toward the back of his neck.

Wherever Leon went, lightning flashed, blood and flesh flew, and scales were shattered.

Constantine's mournful cry caused the two dragon Dragon Race, who were still locked in a stalemate on the battlefield, to stop fighting simultaneously.

Both the Crimson Flame Dragon Clan and the Silver Dragon Clan stared in astonishment at the scene before them.

Constantine's enormous body lay prostrate on the ground like a collapsed mountain, with Dragon blood flowing down his back like a river.

Its proud head drooped limply after struggling for a while.

Before the Dragon Race on the battlefield could process what they were seeing, a figure slowly appeared on Constantine's dragon head.

Leon gripped the Lightning Sword in his right hand and stepped on Constantine's forehead.

After a night of fierce fighting, dawn was breaking before we knew it.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon, dispelling the darkness and cold.

The light shone on the silver-black armor, as if bathing and baptizing him.

All the dragons looked at him, their gazes filled with fear, surprise, or resentment.

But he didn't care.