· Hunting Game

Above the mirror-bright lake, enormous Dragonia hovered one after another. At the center of the countless Dragonia, Reginref the [Wise Dragon], whose body was nearly ten thousand meters long, stood out in particular. Under the powerful auras of tens of thousands of Dragonia, even the air had completely solidified.

Directly ahead of them, a black speck was rapidly expanding. A few short seconds later, the Flügel's headquarters, Avant Heim, appeared before them. Then, led by Lu Qiming, all the Flügel, along with Yukari Yakumo and the others, flew out and hovered in midair, gazing at the many Dragonia opposite them.

"Long time no see, Reginref the [Wise Dragon]."

Azriel calmly looked at the pairs of dragon eyes before her, all filled with killing intent and rage. She had already grown far too familiar with such gazes six thousand years ago. After all, every time the Flügel hunted Dragonia, they had looked exactly like this.

"Flügel, what is your purpose in coming here?"

Reginref beat her dragon wings and flew forward, her massive body stopping in front of Azriel. Her golden dragon eyes, shining with rational light, looked at Azriel, but in truth, Reginref was using the corner of her eye to size up the others before her, trying to find the resurrected God of War, Artosh.

After all, in Reginref's view, the Flügel had suddenly come looking for the Dragonia this time definitely because the God of War, Artosh, was once again trying to fight for the Star Grail. And now, to fight for the Star Grail, one had to gather the "Race Pieces" of the Sixteen Races as the wager for challenging the One True God, Tet.

And the Dragonia were the God of War, Artosh's first target after his revival.

"What purpose? For your Dragonia's Race Piece, of