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Without uttering a word, the Wind Dragon King led his Wind Dragon clan, transforming into countless streaks of azure light, and flanked them from the flank at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

The Mountain Dragon King, at the very bottom, led his clan of Mountain Dragon, carrying cannon fire powerful enough to shatter stars, as they advanced step by step.

Dragon Clan army, full-scale attack!

What a scene it was!

Countless Dragon Clan poured down from the depths of the void like a flood bursting its banks. The frost-covered breath of the ice dragons froze everything in their path into ice crystals, the Lie Yan of the fire dragons drew burning trails in the void, the wind Dragon Transformation streaks of light that were invisible to the naked eye, and the Mountain Dragon moved forward like a moving continent with unstoppable force.

The ice dragons, charging at the forefront, were the first to collide with the first golden barrier of the Divine Realm.

Boom--!

The barrier, intricately patterned with divine runes, trembled violently, golden light rippling outwards. The ice dragons repeatedly rammed their bodies against the barrier, each impact leaving a crack in the frost.

"Break!"

An exceptionally large ice dragon roared and rammed into the already cracked barrier with all its might.

Click--

The barrier shattered.

The golden fragments, like shattered glass, scattered and flew in all directions, turning into specks of light and dissipating in the void.

The first barrier has been broken!

Then came the second, the third...

The Dragon Clan army surged like a tireless tide, wave after wave crashing against the defenses of the Divine Realm. Though the golden barriers were sturdy, they eventually began to crumble under the relentless onslaught of countless Dragon Clan.

However, the Divine Realm was by no means passively taking the beating.

That massive war fortress was now unleashing its full power.

Countless cannons fired simultaneously, and beams of light poured down like a torrential rain.

With each beam of light that struck, a Dragon Clan was blasted into a bloody mess, its blood splattering across the void. The weaker Dragon Clan didn't even have time to scream before being instantly killed.

The fire dragons suffered the most heavy losses—they were at the forefront and bore the brunt of the fire. One fire dragon after another fell from the sky, their burning bodies tracing poignant arcs in the void before turning into cold corpses that floated above the battlefield.

However, even amidst such carnage, the Dragon Clan ' formation remained intact.

Instead, they did something that surprised even the gods of the Divine Realm—

Collect the body.

Those Dragon Clan at the rear, braving the barrage of artillery fire and risking being blasted to dust, desperately dragged the corpses of their fallen kin back to the rear. Ice dragons dragged the bodies of ice dragons, fire dragons dragged the bodies of fire dragons, and wind dragons and Mountain Dragon also collected the remains of their own kind.

On the Divine Realm warship, a deity noticed this scene and looked puzzled.

"What are they doing? Collecting corpses at this hour?"

No one could answer him.

Only the God of Destruction's gaze flickered for a fleeting moment.

He vaguely guessed something—the strangeness of the Dragon Clan ' resurrection—but he didn't say much, only coldly watching the battlefield.

"Continue the attack," he said.

More beams of energy poured down.

Deep within the Dragon Clan army, the Dragon God, who has yet to appear, is silently watching all of this.

He did not make a move.

He hasn't made a move since the start of the war.

He remained perched high in the void, his massive dragon body half-hidden, only his pair of golden dragon eyes piercing through layers of war flames, staring intently at the war fortress that was relentlessly unleashing its firepower.

He's watching.

Looking at that "novel" weapon.

Look at its structure, its operation, and its weaknesses.

That warship was truly astonishing. Based on the entire Divine Realm, powered by the divine power of countless gods, with Soul Tool Technology as its framework and the power of laws as its ammunition—such a war machine, the culmination of the Divine Realm's millennia of effort, could be considered exquisite even from the perspective of the Dragon God.

But being ingenious doesn't mean being invincible.

Every weapon has its weaknesses.

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The Dragon God's gaze, sharp as the most piercing blade, swept back and forth across the warship.

He observed its energy flow path, the distribution pattern of its firepower, how its defense mechanism worked, and which parts would experience a brief—even if only for a fraction of a second—lag after continuous firing.

Found it.

The Dragon God God's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing deep within them.

The warship's weakness was not on the surface, not at the muzzle of its guns, and not even in those obvious core areas.

And in -- its "coordinator".

Those five god-kings.

They are responsible for coordinating the energy flow of the entire warship; their will is the soul of the warship.

If any one of them experiences even a moment of confusion, the entire warship's operation will be disrupted.

The Dragon God's gaze passed over the sky full of cannon fire and dragon shadows, finally landing on the dark red figure at the highest point of the Divine Realm's central hub.

God of Destruction.

The Dragon God's lips curled into a cold smile.

You're the one.

He did not rush to make a move, but continued to sit high in the void, waiting quietly.

We waited for the warship to operate, even for a moment, to experience a slight delay.

Waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

On the battlefield, the fighting continues.

The Dragon Clan ' charge continued, the Divine Realm's artillery fire continued, and casualties on both sides continued.

Meanwhile, in the Divine Realm, the God of Destruction was also looking in the direction of the Dragon God.

He knew what the Dragon God was waiting for.

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Finally, the Dragon God moved.

The being that had been entrenched in the highest point of the void since the start of the war had finally arrived. Due to the prolonged operation of such a massive warship, the gods were somewhat weakened, and the flow of energy had become slightly sluggish.

It was only for a fleeting moment.

But for the Dragon God, that was enough.

His dragon body suddenly emerged from the folds of the laws, and for the first time, his enormous figure was fully displayed on the battlefield.

The golden scales reflected a breathtaking brilliance in the flashes of gunfire, and the moment the dragon's wings unfurled, half of the void was obscured from view at close range.

There was no roar, no declaration.

Only a golden streak, too fast to catch, shot straight towards the central hub of the Divine Realm!

The God of Destruction's pupils contracted sharply.

"Good timing!"

The crimson Destruction Divine Power erupted, and the God of Destruction transformed into a streak of light, heading straight towards the ancient overlord!

Boom--!!!

The two powerful figures finally clashed head-on in the void!

The God of Destruction and the Dragon God truly began their final battle at this moment.

There was no probing, no holding back, only the purest, most unrestrained passion.

Fight to the death!

Each swing of the God of Destruction's scepter unleashed a purple-black lightning bolt powerful enough to annihilate all things; each strike of the Dragon God's claws tore through space, leaving behind black cracks in the void that could not heal for Jiujiu.

Their figures intertwined, separated, and intertwined again in the void.

Dragon blood is falling.

Divine blood is splattering.

Those golden and dark red drops of blood, each containing immense energy, were now scattered across the battlefield like worthless rain.

While the two supreme warriors were locked in their decisive battle, the battlefield below also entered its most brutal phase.

The Dragon Clan army's charge had been going on for an unknown period of time.

The pale golden barriers were shattered one after another. The ice dragon used its body as a siege hammer, the fire dragon's Lie Yan burned the foundation of the barriers, the wind dragon sought out every tiny crack to squeeze into, and the Mountain Dragon used its incredibly heavy body to repeatedly ram the core nodes of the barriers.

finally--

The last barrier shattered!

"Kill--!!!"

The roars of the Dragon Clan shook the heavens and the earth, and countless dragon shadows surged into the interior of the Divine Realm like a flood bursting its banks!

However, what awaited them was an even more frenzied barrage of fire from the war fortress.

The cannon barrels were already glowing red-hot, some even beginning to melt, but not a single one stopped firing. The gods' divine power was already nearly exhausted, yet they gritted their teeth and poured their last drop of divine power into the already scorching conductive arrays.

"Keep going! Keep going!"

"We can't let them get in!"

"For the sake of the Divine Realm!"

The beams of light poured down like a torrential rain, blasting the Dragon Clan at the forefront into pieces. Dragon corpses fell like raindrops, piling up at the edge of the Divine Realm, some even forming small mountains.

But the Dragon Clan did not retreat.