The Dragons King understood that when the lips were gone, the teeth would feel the cold.
The dragons fought the Demon Clan too.
Even if they exhausted themselves breathing Dragon Breath, they could never kill the Demon Clan's endless forces, leaving them feeling utterly powerless.
Even lost.
Did these things not know fear?
The dragons did not want to experience the helplessness of being gnawed to death by countless ants.
And so, the Dragons King signed a Strategic Alliance Pact with the Elf Queen.
Some of the dragons could fight for the elves, while the elves would guard the passage for the Dragons Clan.
Then Great Xia's arrival gave the various races new hope, and naturally, new plans as well.
In this grand counteroffensive by the various races, Great Xia Weapons completely made up for the elves' shortcomings in aerial combat.
And the Dragons Clan now had offensive power beyond their claws and Dragon Spit.
They would unleash all the fury they had accumulated over a century onto their battlefield!
At that moment.
On the plain at the entrance to the long, narrow passage.
The earth trembled faintly.
Three thousand dragons that blotted out the sky had all assembled here.
On the ground, dragons stood with bodies rising and falling like mountain ranges, their scales reflecting a cold gleam beneath the twin suns.
In the sky, densely packed dragon wings blocked the light, casting unbroken shadows.
The air reeked of sulfur and ozone, so pungent it was impossible to breathe.
Every dragon was more than eighty meters long.
Standing at the very front was the dragon commander, Yadis.
He frequently helped the elves fight their external enemies and had extensive experience fighting the Demon Clan.
It was only natural to send him as commander now.
Great Xia's weapons and equipment