How did things end up like this, in such an unsettling silence?
Right now, a flood of questions filled the mind of Headmaster Vinarola.
"Lord Dragon...King...Huh?!"
However, just as Vinarola was about to continue asking about Dragon King’s intentions, the long-still golden orb finally emitted a faint golden light again. Unexpectedly, this light was anything but ’gentle’.
"What...What is this?!"
In an instant, under Vinarola’s horrified gaze, the dragon’s eye ford from energy abruptly narrowed. Its eyes, filled with rage and questioning, locked onto Vinarola. At the sa ti, the pale golden light surged wildly, engulfing the entire Forbidden Hall. The imnse draconic aura, mixed with terrifying soul power, surged like a tidal wave, violently crashing into Vinarola.
Even though only a fragnt of the Dragon King’s soul remained, his peak eight-level soul was still one of the most powerful in existence.
Despite its broken state, the power within that soul was not to be underestimated.
*Boom!*
Caught off guard, Vinarola was hit by the wave ford by the draconic aura and soul power. her body felt as if it would shatter to pieces. Gripped by intense pain, Vinarola couldn’t help but show a look of agony, her entire body flung nearly ten ters before he could stabilize herself.
Once she regained her footing, she hurriedly looked up in disbelief at the enraged golden eye in the sky, now enveloped in a wild golden light.
Clearly, what she thought was an excellent proposal had not only been unapproved by Dragon King but had even incited his wrath.
’But why?’
"Is...is this proposal not good? Why...why are you opposed? Why are you angry?"
Vinarola’s tone was full of confusion.
"If we collaborate with the Church... huh?"
However, before she could finish her sentence, an overwhelming draconic aura descended, forcing Vinarola to crawl on the ground. The words she wanted to say were swallowed back.
Staring intently at Vinarola, the dragon’s golden eyes seed ready to burst into flas. If not for the loss of a physical body and consciousness mostly locked within the Sacred Dragon’s heart, the current Dragon King might have already expressed his wrath verbally.
Even though he had suppressed the headmaster to immobility, the anger within Dragon King showed no signs of dissipating.
The great being’s anger was not due to Vinarola’s easy belief in the words of Asumos Church.
Rather, it ca from another aspect of the proposal:
That is, after acquiring a new body, to assist the Church in expelling abyssal demons and destroying Demon Temple!????
Given the Dragon King’s understanding of Asumos Church, he knew all too well the tricks these charlatans would employ. They would certainly tamper with his new body to control him more easily. Then, there was a good chance they’d use him to go after Abyssal Demons and venture deep into Winter Forest to destroy the demon nest there.
’Winter Forest? Again?!’
’Isn’t that just asking for death?!’
The Sacred Dragon King, who usually advocated for calm and serenity, was now roaring internally...
’Who do you think the ones who reduced to this?!’
’The last ti I went to that icy northern land, all that remained of was this fragnt soul!’
’If I go to battle again, I’ll be utterly annihilated!’
’Do you think I’m an idiot?!’
Amid bursts of dragon might and soul power, the flas of rage in the golden energy pupils of Dragon King only intensified. However, with each new wave of anger, mories buried deep within him started to surface amid his internal cursing.
When that nightmare of mory, which this unparalleled being had held onto for many years, resurfaced in his mind, a subtle flash of apprehension and indescribable fear passed through the vertical pupils surrounding the golden sphere.
"You want to deal with these crazy Demons?"
"You want to destroy Demon Temple?"
"No... I’m not that stupid... I don’t... I don’t want to encounter that monster ever again in my life."
As he muttered internally, the figure surrounded by nurous bloody red butterflies seed to appear again in front of Dragon King. This made the once-supre soul of the dragon clan tremble uncontrollably at this mont. The imnse dragon might that had filled the Forbidden Hall also began to dissipate due to the Dragon King’s internal fear.
’You want to go after her?’
’Haha’
Kain, if your Asumos Church wants to gamble with death, be my guest. Just don’t plan on taking down with you.
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Eight hundred years ago, the once-invincible Demon Race ultimately t its defeat at the hands of a coalition of multiple races, known as the Multiracial United Empire.
The Demon King was killed in battle, and his Four Heavenly Commanders were either captured or eliminated.
After this war, the Demon Race declined drastically and beca a marginalized and persecuted race on the continent.
The three major powers that defeated the Demon Race subsequently beca the new rulers of the continent. These powers were the Asumos Church, the Dragon Race, and the Fata (which later split into three towers).
As the supre leader of the Dragon Race, the Sacred Dragon King, mbeli, naturally acquired an unparalleled status across the continent.
Beyond his lofty position, mbeli’s strength was unfathomable. He single-handedly repelled the attack of hundreds of thousands of demon troops and severely wounded three of the Four Heavenly Commanders. In doing so, he laid the foundation for the coalition’s victory.
To the people of the continent at that ti, only two beings could possibly rival Dragon King mbeli: Anze, the strongest Apostle of Heaven from Asumos Church, and Heretia, the Supre leader of Fata—both peak level 8 powerhouses.
Indeed, countless individuals who attempted to challenge the Dragon King eventually failed. Under his imnse power, they were subdued and ultimately swore allegiance to him.
Fortunately, despite his overwhelming strength, mbeli was nothing like the forr Demon King, who had misused his power. mbeli was a noble and strong individual who never bullied the weak. He even used his power to maintain balance among the various major powers on the continent.
Punishing the wicked and maintaining peace, he beca a guardian of order on the continent.
mbeli’s nurous achievents and ever-rising reputation ant that he was revered by many. During the initial war, he had used his own body as a shield to block the Demon king’s forbidden curse, thereby saving a third of the continent’s population. Consequently, he beca a figure of faith for many, his status rivaling even the goddess of Asumos Church.
Countless legends about the Holy Dragon King, as well as the now-active Eastern Holy Dragon Church, were born in this era.
Considering mbeli’s formidable strength and the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan, people across the continent believed that he would be with them forever. He would always be the guardian of the continent, maintaining the world’s peace and tranquility.
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