Chapter 189: Dragon’s Haven
Chapter 190: Dragon’s Haven
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Regardless of whether a certain Knight Commander could tolerate a grain of sand in their eye, Yonglan certainly had no such intention. He wasn’t that extreme; on the contrary, Yonglan could be considered someone who was lenient with others but strict with himself.
Furthermore, even if they took a step back, these mortal settlers who were ruled by Evil Dragons would all be reshaped in the [Primal Crucible] in the end.
They might, possibly, and should be the source of later generations of Dragonborn. Although they couldn’t be directly called blood ancestors, they were undoubtedly the source of inheritance. Didn’t Enesyin’s expression change?
The blue-haired Knight Maiden immediately changed her attitude: “Yes! Your benevolence is like the radiance of the sun, from which all receive its blessings…”
“However…”
Yonglan interrupted Luqia’s incessant praise and changed the subject: “If they are willing to serve Fiends, then there’s no need to hold back. No matter who blocks the path, kill them all without mercy!”
Afterward, on the way to the Land of Flying Embers, the expeditionary fleet encountered some scattered Evil Dragon squads. Without a doubt, such an obstruction was purely comedic. Even though the average stats of Evil Dragons were much higher than other Fiend Kin, as long as they weren’t true Celestial Gods, they were nothing more than weaklings before Yonglan’s current team.
Moreover, the obstacles Yonglan and his companions encountered were relatively few. The truly fierce battles occurred between Evil Dragons and Evil Dragons. Even though they knew that wars between Fiends were the main theme, they never expected such fierce, life-and-death skirmishes to erupt within the same species, the Dragon race.
The expeditionary fleet was rather insignificant amidst all this. What was even more absurd was that no matter how intense these skirmishes became, they did not affect the mortals on the ground. They were simply fighting amongst themselves.
It seemed that the only beings the Evil Dragons considered worthy opponents were other Dragons. Therefore, the purpose of all their battles was to kill enemy Evil Dragons. As for the towns of their vassals and slaves? If there were no Dragons residing there, there was no point in attacking them.
They wouldn’t gather any subordinate armies either, so the most troublesome situation for Yonglan didn’t materialize. Perhaps, in the eyes of the Evil Dragons, timid slaves were of negligible importance.
Thus, for the majority of mortals, they might not even know that a war had occurred.
“This is good. Controlling the scale of the war… I didn’t expect there to be such tacit understanding.”
Yonglan marveled. He didn’t want to inherit a wasteland after the war.
However, the Godslayer also knew that this wasn’t due to the Evil Dragons’ kindness; it was purely due to their deep-seated contempt for subordinate races.
They pushed forward like this, passing through the heavily guarded airspace controlled by the Evil Dragons, and finally reached their destination.
“My King! The Land of Flying Embers is just ahead.”
Luqia approached Yonglan, reporting the fleet’s current position.
Yonglan looked in the direction she indicated and saw a colossal peak rising into the clouds. The dark gray mountain range resembled an arm of the Earth reaching out to the sky, incredibly majestic, heavy, and stable. The foundation of this Sky Pillar was a vast plateau, and as one climbed higher, it became narrower and narrower.
The visible peak was almost a straight stone pillar piercing the sky.
Shariel explained at this moment: “Before the Dragon race descends upon a world, they erect this Sky Pillar connecting the heavens and the Earth. The Dragons descend from the Astral Plane and are born here. This place is the Dragon’s Haven.”
According to the King of Hram, fundamentally, Dragons were a race born in the Astral Plane. Although they would come to the mortal world to conquer and plunder, they could not descend directly. They needed to rely on the Sky Pillar for the transmission of their life essence.
This was also the main base of the Evil Dragons on Earth. For the Evil Dragons, no matter how much territory or airspace they occupied, it was all vain. The only thing that mattered was this pillar connecting heaven and earth.
“King! Are we going to attack the Dragon’s Haven directly?”
“Relax, why the rush?”
Yonglan waved his hand: “Let’s dock the ship first.”
Yonglan didn’t intend to lead his team into a direct battle with the Evil Dragons. The reason they bypassed so much territory was simply to establish a base and a teleportation point in the Land of Flying Embers beforehand, making it convenient to farm Evil Dragon experience and lay the groundwork for Enesyin’s subsequent battle with the [Frost-Forged Dragon].
Thus, the Floating Fleet continued to advance towards the Sky Pillar. However, after the fleet had traveled a short distance, they encountered the defense line of the Evil Dragons’ main base.
Countless hair-raising Barrier Artifices and floating fortresses dotted the sky. Between these fortresses, dense dragon formations, like black clouds, shuttled back and forth.
They flapped their massive wings and circled their surroundings all day. Upon discovering the approaching vanguard fleet, they immediately changed formation. A chaotic dragon storm began to rage. Amidst the wind, other sounds could be faintly heard—the roars of some ferocious beasts, or perhaps cries of panic—the fierce calls of Evil Dragons.
“What an unpleasant sound. I find it hard to accept that these monsters are called Dragons.”
Enesyin covered her ears, frowning.
This statement was quite ironic. Isn’t it possible that the characteristics of modern Dragonborn as Dragons come from these Evil Dragons?
However, Dragonborn and the ancient Dragon race were indeed mortal enemies who couldn’t stand each other. The previous battles were also like this. The Platinum-haired Dragon Maiden stepped forward, instantly drawing all the hatred. All the Evil Dragons’ eyes turned red, as if they had seen some ultimate predator, wishing they could blast Enesyin into dust right away.
This aggro-drawing effect was too strong.
Yonglan walked to the front of the warship, took out the Bow of Chasing the Distant Hunt, and nocked an arrow.
Just as he took a deep breath and condensed a light arrow before the great bow, ready to shoot, he was halted by a roar:
“Mortal, halt!”
The roar was like thunder, shaking the atmosphere. The churning rain clouds in the distance were instantly blown away by the intense sound waves, revealing a void hundreds of meters in diameter. In the center of this void, a dragon, significantly larger than the surrounding flying dragons, flapped its wings and flew rapidly towards the warship.
The Evil Dragon had already arrived directly in front of the warship. It was enveloped in a cloud of black smoke. This Fiend Kin looked down at the warriors on the deck of the steel warship with some apprehension. Its scarlet, gem-like vertical pupils flowed with unfathomable emotions.
“Turn back. Once you enter the area ahead, you will be an enemy to all Dragons. If you turn back now, I will respect your Achievements and strength, and will not pursue you.”
This was an exceptionally robust Black Dragon. Its scales were intact and lustrous, with a faint purple glow. Black luminescence flowed on its wings, and its back bore distinct, sharp spikes.
Compared to it, the ordinary Evil Dragons around seemed like children compared to adults. Even the Floating Warship was nothing more than a relatively large aerial toy to it.
“Turn back? I will return those words to you exactly as they were spoken.”
Facing the Evil Dragon’s slight “goodwill,” Yonglan sneered contemptuously and waved his hand:
“I just want to join your game. Why refuse?”
