Chapter 1049: The Dragon's Reckoning

Clean and neat Caledor armor, the wrathful Star Lance bestowed by the dragon, the dragon crown protected by Val, and the sword left by the ancestors.

This is Imrik's choice. He did not choose some more practical equipment. This fateful dispute should be witnessed by the ancestors who died because of Druz.

Imrik knelt on one knee in front of the ancestral monument and bowed his head and whispered silently, "The dispute of the elves' division will be ended by me. From now on, there will be no more Asur, Druz, and Asrai. All elves will submit to the true monarch of destiny..."

"Your Highness, are you done praying?" Phyllis's crisp voice urged the prince to set off quickly. Since dawn, His Highness has been alone in front of the ancestral monument in the palace to tell the words in his heart to the respected deceased.

He does not believe in gods, but has the highest respect for the ancestors who established the tone of the entire kingdom.

The maid holding the cloak silently stared at the master's prayer. If the army had not been assembled, she would be willing to wait for her whole life.

Imrik stood up and took a last look at the solemn monument. He chose to pray to the ancestor of the same name.

The meaning of prayer is not to hope for the same fate, but to regret...

"When have I ever let you down, Phyllis."

After the maid tied the cloak for the prince, she followed him in the corridor of the palace and finally chose to retreat silently into the darkness.

No one can accompany the next road. It is a lonely road, a way to death to fight against the gods and orders to the end.

The maid knew it well, and she didn't want her beloved prince to worry too much. She was willing to stay in the palace to guard her home. No matter what the result was, she would leave a home for the prince in the end.

The dragon army was ready to go. The various dragons standing in the palace were a feat that was unimaginable in the past. In order to completely eliminate the power of the witch king, Minasnil mobilized the power of the patriarch without reservation.

There are seven dragon families and nearly five hundred fire dragons participating in Imrik's army.

The shadow symbolizing the death of Druzil will fly out of the Dragon Spine Mountains again after thousands of years.

In front of the hall, the Flame Knight is already standing beside the dragon. As the most outstanding dragon prince, when the dragon revives, the alliance ceremony will be witnessed by the dragon lord himself.

There are sixty people in total, getting rid of the derogatory name of the Royal Guards of Caledor on land, and regaining their past glory, accompanying the master to fight in the sky.

The people in the back row are the Dragon Prince Corps led by Edgar. The old elder is still in high spirits and is domineering when holding the fire dragon flag.

He will pierce Druzil's heart with a sharp spear as a symbol of the son of Tal Kaled, and find an end to the anger of the dragon for thousands of years.

If it were in the past, Imrik would still feel excited about such a feat. His long-cherished wish has been realized, and Caledor can now have a place in the world.

But now, he was only thinking about killing the Witch King to repay the son of Aenarion for his "free contribution" to the Caledor family.

Minasnir walked slowly to the little guy's side. The father-son dragons no longer needed to communicate with each other, and they knew each other's thoughts.

Imrik did not make a pre-war declaration as usual. The war with Druz did not need any slogans. This was an expression of thousands of years of accumulated hatred and a naked revenge.

Sitting on the dragon saddle, the dragon lord said only one sentence before letting Old Mi take off.

"March to Naggaroth, I will crown the Phoenix King in the ruined Black Tower of Naggarond!"

Today, the residents along Tar Kaled to Tar Anlek saw with their own eyes the shadow covering the sky passing over their heads. The figures of hundreds of dragons flying were enough to make the world tremble. The scene that had never been seen before was like the end of the world.

For Asur, true love is the most gratifying thing.

According to past history, when the Caledor dragon army went out, even the chaos wave that could destroy the world had to temporarily avoid the edge, let alone a small witch king.

For Druzy, this meant a complete disaster...

The Naggaroth Corps, which was originally fighting with Masno, was surprised to find that Caledor Asur actually changed its defensive posture and began to attack the city.

The experienced commander immediately reacted and was sure that Caledor's dragon was about to arrive, and was ready to call on the soldiers to retreat urgently, otherwise everything would be too late.

Facts have proved that everything is indeed too late...

The Lizardmen used the giant beast army to sweep away the races that did not conform to the big plan in ancient times, but even such a powerful eldest son of the ancient saint could hardly gather a legion of 500 giant beasts at the dawn of creation.

But now Imrik holds a powerful force that can shatter the balance of the world.

The flames burned Druzy's body, turning the flag with the breath of revenge and blood into ashes, and the dragon with strong anger exhaled the same breath as its mood.

The pain of losing their relatives made every dragon work extra hard, and Minasnir was the typical representative.

Under the calm appearance of old Minasnir, there was a fanatical heart of revenge. In the past, he was troubled by the plan of the brat and did not carry out specific revenge on Druzy.

Now that he has the opportunity, he wants to avenge those dead children.

Two black dragons and six manticores were sent into the sky by the desperate commander Druzy.

In the midst of the chaos of dragons, the evil creature curled up alone in a corner looked so pathetic.

After seeing the distorted appearance of the black dragon, the two shining star dragons who had been sleeping since the Chaos invasion due to serious injuries became completely crazy. They never dreamed that Druzy would treat his former war partner like this.

It should be noted that when Aenarion was the guardian to protect the world, he did not rely solely on the power of Asuryan and Cain. His dragon prince army was the main force to fight against the Chaos Gods in various parts of Ulthuan.

The ancient shining star dragon could smell a familiar breath on the black dragon. It was the blood connection that the dragon group regarded as life. Even if it was polluted by black magic, this connection still existed weakly.

And this also made the dragon, whose wisdom far exceeded that of mortals, feel sincere pain...

The shining star dragon Castledon, who was about to burn Druzy to death like teasing a reptile, slowly flew to the side of the patriarch, staring at the twisted black dragon with bloodshot eyes.

"Minathnir, your father failed his tribe. The descendants of those he swore allegiance to extended their evil hands to the allies who had provided help.

And you actually played some logical problems with Sotek after waking up, instead of immediately settling this hatred!"

Minathnir was silent. This was a past that the dragon rarely wanted to mention. He and Malekith once knew each other, but...

That's all, there was no but. No one expected that the thin elf child would become the witch king who brought endless troubles.

Old Mi's silence was broken by Imrick.

"Castleton, remember our mission. The sleep of the dragon is not a simple matter. There is a black hand behind it.

You put the blame on Minathnir, but you are blinded by the current anger."

"Hmph!" Yaoxing Dragon shouted angrily, without further nonsense, and spread his wings to pounce on the black dragon.

He wants blood and flames to purify all descendants corrupted by black magic. (End of this chapter)