As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The vertical pupil instantly burst into blood, and the surface of the body bitten by the fire was ignited with flames.

"Shut up, mortal!"

The fire exploded and the fire dragon roared.

In contrast, the blood-red knight's phantom turned into a pillar, sword raised to meet the attack.

Humans are nothing more than ants to dragons. When battling dragons, such a thought is often enough to crush morale.

Nineteen years ago, he followed King Lionheart and faced the raging fire that burned the sky.

A year ago, his child personally killed the fire dragon that brought disaster to the kingdom.

These monsters that cover the sky and the sun have strength far beyond that of ordinary people, but they can still feel pain, bleed, and be killed.

So, what does he have to fear at this moment? !

"Everyone! The time has come to die on the battlefield, and I will stand by your side until the very end!"

"Perhaps we won't be able to survive, but we will make the arrogant invaders pay with iron and blood!"

"Follow me, slay the dragon!"

The blood-red sword light collided head-on with the fire dragon wrapped in flames, and the explosive power shook the sky.

Chapter 54: Frost Dragon

Blood rained down.

In mid-air, the figures of griffin knights and flying dragons kept intertwining, piercing each other's bodies with their dragon claws and sharp blades, and falling together with the blood rain.

On the ground, countless flying dragons swooped down, but no soldier retreated. Instead, they stood up with their spears, using their flesh and blood to delay the dragons' pace and create opportunities for their companions to attack.

The knight who had faced the red-blooded fire dragon and led them out of the siege has not fallen yet. How could they give up?

Blood dyed the rivers red and fire burned the mountain walls.

After countless earth-shaking collisions, the blood-red knight's phantom finally pierced the fire dragon's heart.

With miserable howls, the huge dragon body slowly fell down, burning blood and fire flowed out, and only the iron-blooded knight stood on the corpse of the fire dragon.

The sorrowful dragons fled back to the sky, and the surviving knights cheered and cried for joy.

The knights of the kingdom once again crossed the limits of blood and fire, ushered in victory, and repelled the arrogant dragon.

At the end of the smoke, a vague ray of warm sunshine appeared.

Carl lowered his sword, straightened up his wounded body, looked at the blurry halo, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to let time freeze at this moment.

Fighting desperately and leading his men to overcome a desperate situation was an impeccable outcome for a knight.

Roy is already capable of standing on his own two feet. Although it's a pity that I can't witness his continued growth, there's no need for him to worry about him anymore.

Carl's eyelids closed heavily from exhaustion, and he felt that his body did not belong to him, and he was about to fall into a pool of blood.

But at this moment, a cold wind swept in.

"For an ant, you're doing pretty well."

The huge sense of crisis was like an ice blade piercing his heart, causing Carl to instinctively grip the sword again and tense his body once again.

There is no sunshine, only dark clouds.

Thick dark clouds, accompanied by a silver-gray cold wind, covered the entire canyon, blocking out the sun.

The dragons are back.

This time, the leader is no longer a pure-blooded dragon.

Instead, it was a woman with short silver-blue hair, a stern face, and a dragon-like figure stretched out behind her.

It was this woman who brought Carl a terrifying oppression that was completely incomparable to the fire dragon before. She also exuded a pressure so terrifying that it was enough to condense into substance and freeze the knights' blood.

Frost and snow turned Carl's solemn face pale.

Since the two wars against dragons, only one creature has been able to bring such terror, a terrifying momentum that makes the blood-soaked knights of the kingdom tremble with fear.

That is the power that only the extraordinary and true mythical creatures can display.

"Seven Heavenly Dragons..."

"[Frost Dragon Malygos], remember this, this is my name."

Malygos glanced indifferently at the fire-bitten corpse and quickly lost interest.

"What a pathetic waste. He boasted so much, but in the end he was defeated by an ant. He is really a disgrace to the dragon race like us."

"Perhaps you are not invincible." Carl said in a deep voice.

Malygos glanced at Carl, sizing him up, and his stern face suddenly showed some emotion.

"Forged through life and death... Even in our time, you were a leader among the Iron Blood."

Karl was slightly stunned, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

The dragon clan, who always talks about ants, actually has times when they praise humans?

"Haha, don't get me wrong, I never think humans are weak creatures."

"After years of baptism, many gods have fallen, and only humans have survived to this day by fusing the extraordinary powers of other species. How could such creatures be weak?" Malygos couldn't help but sigh.

"But I still look down on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed.

The icy blue eyes were filled with contempt and hatred that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if he wished to tear every human within his sight into pieces.

"You are so mean."

"You possess power and wisdom, yet you indulge in your own selfish desires. Looking across the entire world, there's no other race as shameless as you! Ants like you shouldn't even exist!"

"You know what? Every time you mention honor and charge at me like heroes, I feel sick!"

Carl was extremely annoyed and confused.

Ever since the First Era, when the war between the evil dragon Fafnir and humans began, the dragons have always been the first to invade humans and kill innocent people. If we are to say they are the most shameless, they should be the ones!

"You are obviously the invaders."

"...It seems your heinous crimes have been completely forgotten by history."

Malygos's expression suddenly became a little dazed.

"But it doesn't matter. You don't need to know your sins, just pay for them obediently."

Verbal arguments are meaningless; strength is the key to victory or defeat.

The difference in their strength can no longer be described as huge.

Malygos slowly raised his hand.

The dragons roared, like falling stars.

The thousands of fire dragons just now had exhausted their strength, but the number of dragons attacking now had increased several times, and they were no longer able to contend with them.

At this moment, even the bravest knight would find it difficult to muster the courage to fight back, because there would be no honor in that and he would only be completely crushed by the absolute advantage in numbers and strength.

Even Carl felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He was confused for a moment and forgot to raise his sword.

Not to mention the dragon group, the existence of the seven heavenly dragons alone is enough to completely kill their hopes.

everything is over.

That's how it should be.

"Ok?"

Malygos suddenly looked up and frowned.

The next moment, golden thunder fell straight down, like a sharp blade dropped from the sky, piercing through the haze and wind and frost, and even piercing through the group of dragons that covered the sky and the sun.

Following closely behind was the crimson fire.

Then came the wind-breaking griffin, the huge fireball, and the pure and warm holy light.

"It's the Oath Knight!"

"And His Royal Highness! They're bringing reinforcements!"

The majestic figure, bathed in flames, rekindled hope. Fireballs burned and blasted the ferocious dragons, while the holy light healed their wounds, granting them the strength to continue fighting.

The golden-winged griffin descended. Roy handed the magic sword and various potions to Carl, then glanced at his blood-scarred body and apologized, "Sorry, I'm late."

Then, Roy rode the griffin towards the Ice Dragon Girl standing proudly in the sky.

After swallowing the holy water and blood-replenishing potion, Carl, who called the griffin, and the Lionheart Prince Natsu followed closely behind, following Roy from the left and right.

Malygos's gaze grew colder as he scanned the three people in front of him one by one.

"Descendants of Lionheart, descendants of Iron Blood, and... the filthy blood of the false king."

"That's perfect. Let's get rid of all of you despicable ants all at once."

Glancing at the knights fighting bloody battles below, Roy almost laughed out loud: "Are we despicable?"

"Need I remind you who the aggressor is?"

The Ice Dragon Girl narrowed her cold eyes and didn't argue anymore, but just sighed deeply.

Following this sigh, Roy felt a similar shudder of sorrow somewhere deep in his soul.

Chapter 55: Dragons Also Bleed

Fierce fighting continued below the valley.

The Gale Knights, the White Harbor Clergy, and the Crimson Magicians were all exceptionally skilled warriors. Even if their numbers were small, they were enough to break the deadlock and buy time for the infantry's retreat.

However, Roy, Carl, and Naz were always on guard against Malygos and did not dare to be careless.

The opponent is a mythical creature equivalent to a high-level transcendent, the Frost King, one of the seven heavenly dragons. As long as it wants, the troops below are nothing but ants to it.

The most troublesome thing is that the opponent is not as manic as most dragons.

It's observing.

In Carl's opinion, this kind of enemy is the most dangerous, the so-called ferocious lion that will do its utmost to hunt rabbits.

"What's the solution?" Carl drank the holy water, his wounds healing visibly. He then said simply, "We have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation."

"How come the twelve knights who fought against the Red-Blooded Fire Dragon are now saying such discouraging words? Although I want to say this, I have to admit that thing is really a monster." Natsu smiled, but he couldn't hide the cold sweat that dripped from his tense forehead.

In his perception, there was an unfathomable supernatural power brewing under the skin of the human figure opposite him, which was far beyond the scope of human beings.

Among the three, Roy is the one who knows best how terrifying high-level transcendents are.

That was a completely different feeling of oppression from the offspring of the evil god and the high-level projections. It was definitely not an opponent that could be defeated by just using the anti-fate node.

Even though he had reached Sequence 5, every blood vessel in Roy's body was still tense under this terrifying pressure, and even his breathing was a little strained.

but......

Roy smiled without even realizing it.

Compared to the angelic Alice, it's still far behind.

"Don't try to be tough. Just buy time for the troops to retreat, then injure it and take the opportunity to escape."

Both of them were stunned after hearing this.

Even Natsu, who was always brave and brave, smiled bitterly. "That's easy to say, but can we really damage that thing with just three mid-level warriors?"

Roy chuckled back, "I've succeeded."

At the same time, Malygos finally ended his observation.

"I'm curious how you were able to get close to me without detection. It's probably some kind of supernatural prop, a common trick used by humans."

"But you're just wasting your time."

"Hit me?"

A rare smile crossed her stern expression. The Ice Dragon Daughter proudly raised her head, looking down upon the ants: "You can't even make me bleed."

She raised her fingertips and passed them over everyone in turn.