Global Game: Developing a Knight Clan-Chapter 126 - 121: Western Realm’s Decisive Battle, Dragon Descendants’ Life-and-Death Battle
This Dragon Noble and the silver Giant Dragon were both covered head to toe in exquisite Silver Armor.
The entire scene radiated an almost holy aura.
When the dazzling light dissipated, a female human Dragon Descendant, about three meters tall, came into everyone’s view.
At the same time, from behind the human forces, a hearty laugh suddenly boomed.
"Haha, my dear niece! You people from the Lambert Silver Dragon Race are as fond of showing off as ever!"
Under the gazes of every living being, a flash of light streaked across the low sky, like a clap of thunder.
The next moment, the ground on the front line roared!
A figure suddenly landed as if falling from the heavens, shattering the earth around him.
As rock and stone shattered, a barrage of lightning bolts suddenly rained down around him.
In an instant, the shattered dust and rock around the figure were obliterated by the lightning, vanishing as if blown away by a gentle breeze.
This was a bald, burly man, his entire body bulging with muscle.
His physical body stood over four meters tall even in a relaxed state, and he radiated a brutish aura. Arcs of lightning even flickered around him from time to time.
His appearance put an unprecedented pressure on everyone around.
"Andre of the Thunder Dragon Adams Family greets the three of you!"
"I’m not late, am I? Haha, I’ll be taking over for that kid from the Edwin clan here."
"Amos, it wouldn’t be looking down on you for an old tortoise like you to fight me, would it?"
Crimson, Amos, and even the Silver Dragon woman high in the sky all frowned at this newly arrived Dragon Noble.
The rock and earth beneath the Mountain Range Earth Dragon seemed to soften, carrying his massive body to the very front.
He gazed at the tiny but unignorable human Dragon Descendant before him, nodding as he spoke in a placid voice:
"Andre? If I recall correctly, you are one of the twelve new Elders appointed by the Adams Thunder Dragon Race five hundred years ago, are you not?"
"Your standing is sufficient, but you, boy... you shouldn’t have many years left to live, should you?"
The burly man laughed heartily, unconcerned. "Old tortoise, you say that as if we human Dragon Descendants could ever compare our lifespans to you Sub-dragons."
"It’s true, I don’t have many years left. So I thought I’d come out and stretch my legs a bit. It’s better than turning to dust without a sound, wouldn’t you say?"
The Mountain Range Earth Dragon heard this and nodded in agreement.
"That is true."
Amos liked to ramble like an old man, but Crimson was different.
Just then, the Red Dragon’s voice echoed from high above.
"Amos, why are you wasting your breath on this human junior? Stop dawdling! If you’re going to fight, then get on with it!"
"Junior, the rules are the same as before!"
"Amos and I do not kill Dragon Descendants. If you lose, you will take your armies and cede the territory of the Silver Lion Duchy."
"It doesn’t matter if you agree or not. Just don’t blame me and Amos for being heavy-handed."
"The last few times, Amos let you juniors off the hook. The old-timers in the mountains are getting impatient. Amos’s dawdling is making me suffer, too. I’m not as easy to talk to as he is. You’d best weigh your options."
Crimson’s words were utterly blunt, which briefly stunned the burly man.
However, the man with the seemingly cheerful personality simply smiled again.
"Haha, Lady Crimson, it is true that we Dragon Descendant Clans have been somewhat presumptuous."
"But you can’t really blame us, can you? After all, that old tortoise Amos adheres so strictly to the Dragon Race Code. Still, it is indeed time for a resolution."
"We Dragon Descendant Clans have our pride to consider. Lady Crimson, let this one battle decide the winner! I will take full responsibility for any repercussions from the Empire. How does that sound?"
"However, for this battle, I think it would be best if we all let loose. Let’s make it a fight to the death!"
"As a human, I must demand an explanation from you for the Human Race’s recent great losses. Otherwise, how could we Dragon Descendant Clans ever hold our heads high among the Human Countries again?"
"Oh, and you two seniors have lived long enough. You shouldn’t be afraid of returning to the Dragon God’s embrace, right?"
As the burly man spoke his last words, both Amos and Crimson were taken aback.
Then, Crimson flew into a rage.
"What an arrogant brat! Very good!!!"
"Amos, you heard him! Don’t forget what we carry on our shoulders! You cannot hold back this time!"
"I don’t care if a junior looks down on us, but if you die here just like that... Hmph, just think about the consequences."
At Crimson’s words, the Mountain Range Earth Dragon fell silent!
And in that silence, his gaze on the burly man before him turned dangerous.
"Very good!"
"Brat, I will meet your expectations~"
The Red Dragon was very satisfied with the Mountain Range Earth Dragon’s reaction.
So, the next moment, she raised her head, let out a sudden roar, and charged toward the Silver Dragon Race on the other side of the high heavens, wreathed in terrifying flames.
As for the ground below, it shook and mountains trembled. The earth surged up like a great wave, rushing straight for the burly man.
"That’s more like it!"
"Hahaha, old tortoise, don’t hold back! Let’s both enjoy the thrill of a battle without restraint! This is our chance to once again declare the glory of us Dragon Descendants to the world!"
"In the name of the Dragon Race!"
A myriad of lightning bolts suddenly erupted around the burly Andre, and he let out a mighty roar!
"In the name of the Dragon Race!"
The earth around the Mountain Range Earth Dragon churned like a tsunami as he responded in a deep, rumbling voice.
