Dragon of Catastrophe-Chapter 235 - 122: Great Calamity!

"It’s time to use it now!"

Suddenly, a noble turned to look at His Majesty the King, whose expression was calm, and said.

Upon hearing this, the others were immediately energized and cast hopeful glances at His Majesty the King.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty..."

"I do have a trump card, but the cost is too high," His Majesty the King said softly.

"Your Majesty! It’s no longer a matter of cost! If we don’t do this, the entire kingdom will be destroyed! This is the time of life and death for the Laine Kingdom!"

Several nobles and ministers urged excitedly.

"Indeed! I have no choice now! Since you, Land Saphis Oakben, this evil dragon, want to destroy my kingdom!

Then perish with my kingdom!"

His Majesty the King’s face contorted as he spoke, and then he suddenly twisted the dragonhead ring on his right thumb.

The entire golden dragon head bent to one side.

The other nobles and ministers were first delighted by what they heard, and then shocked:

"Perish together? Your Majesty! What do you mean by that?"

"It’s exactly as it sounds! My trump card! It’s to have everyone in the kingdom be destroyed together! Hahaha! Die together! Everyone die!"

The king burst into wild laughter, his expression fiercely fanatical as he looked out the window.

Only to see, beyond the catastrophes haplessly befalling the outside of the castle,

appeared unknown fiery-red lines, and a gigantic array large enough to envelop the entire city slowly rose.

Some of the citizens and professionals originally hiding in concealed places suddenly clutched their throats and began to howl.

Countless white particles floated from their bodies, flowing into the array in mid-air.

"This... what is this? Your Majesty! What have you done?" A noble inside the castle asked in horror, staring at everything before him.

"This is the final twilight.

Hahahaha!

My ancestor who founded the Laine Kingdom, the legendary initial caster, was originally from the strongest influence at the center, the Arcane Empire!

He came to this island and founded the Laine Kingdom, leaving us descendants with the ultimate spell named [Twilight of the Gods]!

It’s the legendary godslaying skill beyond the Ninth Ring, reaching the Tenth Ring!

This spell, which I only learned about through my father, is finally going to blossom today! I believe it will definitely be the most beautiful thing in this world! You have the honor to witness this godslaying skill with me!"

The kingdom laughed madly.

The surrounding nobles and ministers were initially overjoyed and then shocked:

"A Tenth Ring spell? It should certainly be able to eliminate this evil dragon! But what exactly is all this before us?"

"A Tenth Ring spell! It is the ultimate skill even ordinary legendary mages cannot wield.

The cost to cast it is tremendous!

It requires the magic power of at least five hundred great mages!"

"Such a condition is simply impossible! There are only about a hundred great mages in the entire royal capital, and nearly half of them have been dispatched to Black King City..."

"That’s right! Indeed, we don’t meet this condition, so we can only rely on other means to fulfill it!

Do you know? Whether human, elf, dwarf, sub-human, half-elf, or beastman, every living being’s soul contains magic power!"

His Majesty turned around, and a flash of lightning outside the window illuminated his face, making it appear ominously bright.

"What... what do you mean?"

A noble swallowed and asked, his mind vaguely grasping something ominous.

"Haven’t you understood yet? Since there’s no magic power of five hundred great mages, using the souls of everyone in the city as energy to release it would suffice, wouldn’t it?"

His Majesty said coldly.

His words, like a chilling wind, swept over everyone, causing them to shiver involuntarily.

"Your Majesty... You!"

"Watch closely! This is the ultimate skill that ordinary people can never witness in their lifetime!"

The king once again turned to look out the window.

Countless streams of white particles, speckled and spotted, floated into the air.

The array began to emit a pure white radiance.

"Just a bit more, just a bit more, almost there! Almost..." the king murmured.

But moments later, the once-dense stream of photons suddenly thinned.

His Majesty glanced at the dragonhead ring in his hand, his face changing dramatically.

"Damn it! The energy is still short by just a bit! Just a bit more! The remaining souls are insufficient!

Damn it! In such a short time, out of the entire kingdom’s fifty or sixty thousand, not even ten thousand are left alive! Damn it! Damn it!

We can’t wait any longer! [Twilight of the Gods] must be activated immediately, even if its power falls short of the complete form by some bits, a potency of around eighty percent is still more than enough!

Hahahaha! Let everything be buried with me!"

His Majesty roared savagely, twisting the dragonhead once more.

The next moment.

The array in the sky erupted with intense white light!

What’s this?

Outside the castle, Land was somewhat surprised to see the array, but he made no move.

He was curious to see what other tricks the remaining people of Laine Kingdom had.

This was his absolute confidence in his strength!

At this moment, he believed himself invincible! At least on this Ayo Continent!

And it was precisely this confidence, which made him miss the chance to flee.

The array in the sky roared, and in an instant.

Everything within a nearly ten-kilometer radius centered on the array was covered!

The raging wind formed by the shock wreaked havoc.