But not a single dragon backed down!
They still charged forward without fear of death. Even if their corpses filled the battlefield, they would make their own meager contribution to the future of the new Dragon Clan!
"Ah, you fools! Get out of here! Get out! This battlefield is no place for you!"
One Dragon Clan expert suddenly spotted his descendant joining the fighting, only to be slaughtered in an instant. His heart bled with anguish as he tried to stop these young dragons, the future of the Dragon Clan!
Wasn't the future of the Dragon Clan the very thing they were fighting for?
But if the Dragon Clan's future truly died here, what meaning would their struggle have?
"Kill! Kill them! Kill every last one of these traitors!"
"Don't let Ao Tuo bewitch them!"
"Kill until they retreat! Kill until they're afraid! Otherwise, our Dragon Clan really is finished!"
At that moment, the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea and the others reacted not with alarm but with fury. Their eyes reddened as they roared their orders, beginning to slaughter the young dragons without mercy.
They had no choice but to kill! If these fools really joined in, it would truly spark a Dragon Civil War!
Splat, splat, splat, splat!
Once the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas struck, great swathes of young dragons naturally died in an instant. Soon, their corpses littered the surface of the Western Sea, and dragon blood dyed the waters red.
"Kill one of me, and countless more of us will rise! You can never kill us all!"
Yet what jolted the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea awake was a young dragon whose neck he suddenly seized. The young dragon spoke those words with unyielding resolve, his eyes showing no fear of death.