This Is a Declaration of War, This Is Starting a War

The atmosphere in the heartland of the nation froze!

The three Frost Dragon Kings arrogantly raised their heads, their golden vertical pupils looking down contemptuously at the Beastman troops surrounding them.

With the Dragon Race's senses, they could easily detect the trembling bodies and pounding hearts beneath the armor of these lowly insects.

"A bunch of insects."

The Frost Dragon Kings made no effort to conceal the Dragon Fear radiating from their bodies. The icy pressure left the elite soldiers around them terrified and rigid!

"Facing an invincible foe, they can still maintain discipline and formation. Their commander deserves praise; they possess a measure of warrior spirit."

Cocytus neither agreed nor disagreed with the Frost Dragon Kings' assessment. His gaze swept calmly across the Beastman soldiers before he examined the architectural style of the Beastman Federation's heartland. "I thought it would be more savage. This is not an ignorant nation."

"As Lord Cocytus says." The Frost Dragon King lowered its head slightly in respectful response, unable to suppress its admiration.

As invaders, they not only ignored those around them but casually commented on them. This was the "abundance" of the strong.

Then.

The Frost Dragon King thought to itself.

It had once occupied the capital of the Dwarf Kingdom, forcing the entire Zern Clan to bow and become its lackeys. It was naturally one of the strong as well!

"They aren't attacking?"

Cocytus paid no attention to the Frost Dragon King. Seeing that the Beastmen ahead were merely arranging an encirclement formation, he was somewhat disappointed.

As the overwhelming invader, Cocytus instead hoped the Beastmen would launch a worthy counterattack. That would provide useful intelligence.

He was not following Sebas's plan of action.

Sebas occupied the Minotaur Nation by himself. I cannot fall behind in such honor, Cocytus thought.

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