The Platinum Dragon Lord's Request: The Death of the "God of Death"?

The atmosphere fell silent!

Facing this True Dragon Lord, perhaps only the one before us would dare to speak in such a manner.

This kind of "questioning"

This did not anger the Platinum Dragon Lord; instead, his amber vertical pupils revealed a sense of nostalgia.

In the past, when the Platinum Dragon Lord traveled with the old woman and others, he controlled the empty Platinum Armor from a distance in place of himself.

Therefore, after their true colors were revealed, their companions were furious, and the resentment they felt at that time has not subsided to this day.

That's right!

The old woman before me is none other than Rigrit Beres, one of the former Thirteen Heroes, known as the "Necromancer."

Karau.

Silence is not a valid response.

Rigrit's sarcastic voice rang out, "Or perhaps you're simply too disdainful to explain yourself to this old woman?"

I heard the tone of voice I had expected, just like always.

The Platinum Dragon Lord couldn't help but smile, recalling the noisy daily life of his past travels, which was a very pleasant memory.

"It was indeed I who instigated the Blue Sky Dragon Lord to put pressure on the Kingdom Ri Yestij.

The Platinum Dragon Lord responded softly, his voice still gentle, his gaze sweeping over Rigrit's fingers:

"The ring seems to be missing. Where did you put it?"

"... Oh, I do think no one should be able to take anything from you, but after all, it's a powerful tool that transcends the realm of humanity."

It's not entirely a change of topic!

It was an item made with "Wild Magic," but now the power of that magic has been corrupted and distorted, making it difficult to create the same item again.

As one of the few True Dragon Lord currently bearing the "Wild Magic"!

The Platinum Dragon Lord naturally wanted to ascertain the ring's whereabouts.

"Don't change the subject." Upon hearing this, Rigrit raised her hand.

"But your eyes are truly sharp; is it a dragon's ability to sense treasure? --" Well, don't worry, I've given it to a young man.

The Platinum Dragon Lord nodded slightly. "Is that so? Since it was you who decided to give it to me, it shouldn't be wrong."

The implication!

This statement, brimming with trust in the person before him, slightly eased Rigrit's tense and displeased expression. "I don't know what you're trying to do."

"Based on my understanding of you, you wouldn't be so bored as to manipulate a war for the sake of 'amusement,' engaging in such a despicable act."

Rigrit raised her head, gazing at the Platinum Dragon Lord. "Kingdom or Empire, with your power, no one can stop you from destroying either of them."

"Why do such a thing? If war breaks out, the number of dead and wounded will reach tens of thousands, whether in the Kingdom or an empire!"

Rigrit's voice grew heavy at the end.

"No one can stop us--?"

The Platinum Dragon Lord's breathing was long and drawn out; he didn't reply directly, "That's hard to say. Hundred-Year Aftershock is coming, Rigrit."

"This time, I might not stand on the side of the world like the team leader did."

So you believe me, Rigrit?

"What does this have to do with you manipulating the war between the Kingdom and the empire?" Rigrit raised her voice by an octave.

I hope I can get your help.

A faint, eerie voice sounded.

Rigrit paused, frowning slightly as she looked at the Platinum Dragon Lord with a strange expression.

"I'd like to trouble you to infiltrate the Slane Theocracy and conduct some investigation."

"A concealment ability that Royal Capital like myself. There shouldn't be anyone in the Slane Theocracy who could easily discover your existence."

"At least that mysterious [Black Scripture], which you thought was extremely well hidden, no one can find you."

The Platinum Dragon Lord spoke very sincerely, allowing Rigrit to process the information before continuing:

"With the assistance of the Blue Sky Dragon Lord, the Kingdom should be unable to stop the Empire. The Slane Theocracy will inevitably intervene in this matter while their main focus is on the war between the two countries."

"It should be easier for you to infiltrate the Theocracy."

"The war between the Kingdom and the empire is not important; the course of the war between the two countries can be easily controlled, and it will not cause too many casualties."

Rigrit remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

For a good while.

"I want to know the deeper reasons!" Rigrit said.

"Phew~"

The Platinum Dragon Lord breathed softly, his gaze falling on a slightly oddly shaped longsword not far away:

"This Hundred-Year Aftershock, is my goal. My aim is to protect this world, and humanity is naturally one of our members."

"The Slane Theocracy believes in ' Human Supremacy Doctrine,' which is naturally not a problem for individual humans, but for other races that want to cooperate with them, they have to confront this belief."

"And the Theocracy, possessing the Six Great Gods' Legacy, is a force to be reckoned with."

"I understand."

Rigrit's pale hair was tied back, swaying slightly with the movement of her head.

"Before that, there's something I'd like to confirm again."

"You say."

Has the "God of Death," one of the legendary Six Great Gods, really died?

"As Undead governs the god of death, I always felt that the other party's death in the legends was somewhat hasty."

The God of Death?

A towering Undead figure, completely unlike anything ordinary people could perceive, appeared in the Platinum Dragon Lord's mind.

"If it were any other issue, I might not be able to confirm it," the God of Death "Surshana" was indeed dead.

The Platinum Dragon Lord responded with a complex tone and commented:

"The other person is someone who has abandoned the innate hatred that one should have for the living, a truly memorable individual."

"Perhaps the words 'bold' and 'naive' can be used to describe the ' God of Death, ' who, in your human eyes, symbolizes death and darkness."

Rigrit stared at the Platinum Dragon Lord with surprise. From the other party's words, she could tell that the "God of Death" and the Platinum Dragon Lord seemed to know each other.

"I never imagined that the legend of dying at the hands of the Eight Greed Kings was actually true."

Rigrit muttered something complex to herself, then turned and walked out of the hall without looking back.

"I see!"

"Safety is the most important thing, Rigrit. We're the only ones left of our former companions."

The Platinum Dragon Lord watched the old woman's retreating figure, his clear voice echoing throughout the hall.

Rigrit paused for a moment, then continued walking without changing her pace, merely waving her hand in a gesture of farewell.

Until the figure completely disappeared!

The Platinum Dragon Lord closed his eyes again, and the entire hall was plunged into darkness once more.

Did the "God of Death" die at the hands of the Eight Greed Kings?

It heard Rigrit's self-talk just now.

The Platinum Dragon Lord did not correct it; it didn't see any point in doing so.

Rumble!

The exquisite palace was shattered by the attack of a massive figure, and the terrifying shockwave swept up rubble and debris, sending them flying in all directions.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The palace guards positioned not far away were suddenly met with a flurry of screams.

I said it!

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord's furious roar echoed across the Royal City, "You only have one month, and now you tell me you're not ready?"

This is different from the last time when it was just a forceful attitude!

now.

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord unleashed its dragon might without restraint. The oppressive Dragon Fear emanating from its high level and superior nature caused some ordinary guards and maids to faint on the spot.

Even the elite troops transferred from the "Gazef's Battalion" and the "Blood Rose Battalion" were all paralyzed on the ground, utterly incapable of resistance.

"Listen---..---"

Ramposa III's eyes were beginning to roll back, and her body swayed as if she were about to collapse to the ground.

As a king in his fifties, even if he had some martial prowess in his youth, it has declined considerably by now. The reason he has been able to hold on until now is...

They carry magical items that provide Mental Resistance, as well as various items that enhance their abilities.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Lainas and Lakyus, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat, held Ramposa III firmly with both hands to prevent her from actually falling.

Lakyus secretly unleashed various Cleric skills that granted protection and resistance, allowing Ramposa III to barely maintain his dignity as king.

He wouldn't end up like the soldiers around him.

Some have already gushed out completely, even revealing their dirty, ugly wolf-like forms!

Fully armed, Gazef stood at the forefront, without drawing his sword, remaining rooted to the spot like a statue, helping the king withstand some of the pressure from the Dragon Fear's might.

"Hateful!"

Lakyus was furious and indignant. "The Council State is interfering in the Kingdom —no, it's instigating a civil war among mankind."

They looked up at the arrogant figure of the Dragon Lords hovering in the sky.

Lakyus longed to lead the [Blue Roses] squad to accomplish the legendary feat of "slaying the dragon".

Can.

She couldn't do that. The Blue Sky Dragon Lord was backed by the Council State, not an independent monster, and adventurers couldn't interfere in wars between nations.

"Your Excellency Dragon Lords's Envoy."

Ramposa III swallowed hard, forcing down his shock and managing to steady his trembling voice as he stammered:

"This is not because we are slacking off; integrating the troops and gathering forces takes a lot of time."

"Furthermore, we need to consider a series of issues such as logistics. Within a month, it's simply impossible to mobilize a large number of troops."

This is true.

Not entirely!

Faced with the oppression of the Blue Sky Dragon Lord, he launched the absurd act of waging war against the empire.

None of the nobles in the entire Kingdom wanted to do this, but they had no choice but to take the corresponding action.

final.

From royalty to nobles, a subconscious consensus emerged. "Delay!"

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

It can guess a little about these humans' thoughts; their self-righteous understanding is nothing more than another form of foolishness.

Inferior race!

"Human King, you still haven't figured out one thing."

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord arrogantly raised his head, his voice suddenly turning cold, and his long, azure-scaled tail, like a whip, abruptly stopped and lashed down:

You have no choice!

Boom!

The earth groaned in agony. The elite guard force, consisting of dozens of people, was utterly defeated and smashed into a pulp by the Blue Sky Dragon Lord's tail.

A burst of blood blossoms shot into the sky!

Minced meat mixed with fragments of internal organs flew out like squeezed mud, and a strong smell of blood instantly spread.

Ramposa III's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Your Majesty the Dragon Lords!!"

Lakyus's face flushed red with anger. He could no longer contain himself, took a step forward, and reached out to slash a strand of magic from his waist belt.

"Aren't you going a bit too far? Lord Renner signed an alliance agreement with your Council State, not a vassal state agreement."

We absolutely refuse!

Lakyus drew his magic sword, its Jet Black blade shimmering with Star, and the entire sword instantly doubled in size.

"Lakyus -.-.?"

Ramposa III spoke anxiously, her face filled with worry, yet also with a strange sense of satisfaction.

Lakyus said everything he wanted to say.

"Oh."

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord narrowed his dragon eyes, staring at the demonic sword in Lakyus's hand. A slight glint appeared in his eyes, but he calmly expressed his resistance, saying:

"Your name is Lakyus, right? I know you," said the leader of "Blue Roses."

"Refuse? Of course not."

Upon hearing this!

Everyone present from the Kingdom's side was stunned for a moment.

I said it.

"You all stopped your campaigns but still haven't figured out one thing: allowing you to attack the Wen Empire was a gift from me!"

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord spoke with an air of authority, showing no sign of absurdity, but rather as if it were perfectly natural:

"You should thank your Lord for allowing me to choose your Kingdom first."

"You can't refuse now either."

"Then I will choose the Empire to attack you; to me, it makes no difference."

His calm and composed tone fell on everyone's ears, which chilled the hearts of the people on the Kingdom's side.

Platinum Dragon Lord's orders.

It doesn't matter which side the Kingdom or empire takes to manipulate the situation, or whether the kingdom or empire is in conflict.

They noticed the eerie silence below.

The Blue Sky Dragon Lord grinned smugly, raised his thick, powerful dragon arm, flicked out his sharp fingernails, and lightly rubbed them together, saying unhurriedly:

"I dislike nonsense—deploy the troops now!"

"This matter--"

Lakyus's face turned ugly. He stepped forward again, gripped the magic sword tightly, and spoke loudly.

But he didn't finish his sentence.

"Enough, Lakyus!"

Ramposa III took a deep breath, barely managing to steady himself. His aged voice broke off as he looked up at the empty shadow of the Lakyus:

"Your Excellency, Dragon Lords's Envoy, the task of dealing with the Empire is now in your hands."

"Your Majesty?" Lakyus turned around, his eyes wide with shock as he looked at Ramposa III.

Lainas and Gazef remained silent; in this matter, they had no right or qualification to interfere with the King's judgment.

That night!

The Royal Family conscription order was then issued to the six noble families.

Ramposa III naturally mobilized not only the troops of the Royalist Faction, but also the troops of the Nobles' Faction, giving them priority.

If it were placed before...

Such a large-scale troop mobilization, especially one that involves forcibly conscripting soldiers from the territories of other nobles, is unlikely to be sustainable.

but.

After abandoning the resistance, Ramposa III easily used the existence of the Blue Sky Dragon Lord to suppress the dissent of the various nobles.

Evening arrived.

Hao Shuiyue, February 2nd.

Nearly 100,000 troops were mobilized and set off from Kaizhuang toward the border city of "Ye Lantier".