Rumble!
Deafening footsteps shook the ground as clouds of dust billowed into the air.
Outside the gates of the Argland Council State's capital, a massive army stood assembled, ready to march.
In total, the force numbered thirty thousand. By sheer numbers alone, it might not seem particularly large, yet no one dared to underestimate it.
Hidden in the shadows, spies from many nations watched the scene unfold.
Among them were agents from the Empire, the Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom, and the Slane Theocracy. Without exception, every one of them wore a grave expression.
The reason was simple.
This army was composed entirely of demihumans.
The individual gap between humans and demihumans was enormous.
For example, if an ordinary adult man fought a newly matured Lizardman, the outcome would be obvious. The Lizardman would win without question.
It was an unpleasant truth, but a fact nonetheless.
Typically, it took four soldiers working together to fight a single demihuman. And here, more than thirty thousand demihumans had gathered.
Once the war began, the battlefield would become a pure display of overwhelming, brutal force.
Argland Council State, Dragon Tower.
Five massive figures observed the situation through surveillance devices.
"I didn't expect you to come, Olasird'arc."
The Blue Sky Dragon Lord turned his head toward the figure beside him, surprise evident in his voice.
White Dragon Lord: Olasird'arc.
The Blue Sky Dragon Lord had always looked down on this colleague.
Although both held the title of Dragon Lord, unlike Blue Sky and the others, the White Dragon Lord's situation was rather unusual.
He had endured his way to that position purely through his long lifespan.
If not for the dragon race's natural physical advantages and the fact that he was born with the ability to use third-tier Tier Magic, he would likely have been hunted down long ago.
The only reason he had survived this long was because the dragon race had been drastically reduced during the War of the Eight Greed Kings, leaving only a handful behind.
In the era when dragons were at their peak, a disgrace like this would have been lucky not to be beaten to death by his own kind, let alone earn the title of Dragon Lord.
When it came to territory, he didn't dare compete with heteromorphic races. Because of the Slane Theocracy, he didn't dare provoke humans either.
In the end, the only ones he dared bully were the honest dwarves.
Timid and fearful all day long, he had completely disgraced the dignity of dragonkind.
That had always been the Blue Sky Dragon Lord's opinion of the White Dragon Lord.
But today, he discovered the other dragon might not be as pathetic as he had thought.
With war about to begin, instead of standing aside and watching, the White Dragon Lord had come to support the Argland Council State without hesitation.
This greatly surprised the other Dragon Lords.
Was this really the same White Dragon Lord they knew?
"Hmph. I am still a Dragon Lord, after all."
Facing the gazes of the others, the White Dragon Lord lifted his head.
At the same time, he quietly activated a special effect spell, displaying the pride of dragonkind to the fullest.
"By the way, where is the Platinum Dragon Lord?"
"As a powerful True Dragon Lord, if he were here, resolving this battle should be effortless."
The White Dragon Lord turned his head and casually brought up the Platinum Dragon Lord, sounding genuinely puzzled.
His expression, his posture—everything appeared flawless, as though he truly knew nothing.
Hearing this, the Blue Sky Dragon Lord and the others exchanged glances.
After a brief moment of thought, and considering that he had come to offer support, they ultimately chose not to hide the truth.
"Platinum Dragon Lord… he… has gone missing…"
The Blue Sky Dragon Lord sighed and slowly spoke.
Beside him, the Obsidian Dragon Lord and the Diamond Dragon Lord both nodded, confirming that this was no joke.
"Impossible!"
"That's a True Dragon Lord. How could he just disappear?"
The White Dragon Lord showed clear shock, disbelief written across his face.
He instinctively swallowed, looking as though he simply couldn't accept the news. Well… it definitely wasn't because the thought of something had made him hungry!
Watching from the side, the Wyrm Dragon Lord's mouth twitched slightly.
Go on, keep acting.
If he hadn't already known the truth behind it all, he might actually have believed the performance.
Meanwhile, facing the White Dragon Lord's question, the Blue Sky Dragon Lord answered.
"We're not certain about the details. The only lead we have is that the Platinum Dragon Lord may have fought another True Dragon Lord."
"Then what do we do? If the next battle relies only on the few of us, I'm afraid…"
"Didn't the Platinum Dragon Lord leave behind any powerful items?"
The White Dragon Lord sighed as he spoke, his tone carrying a subtle implication.
The Diamond Dragon Lord and the Obsidian Dragon Lord suddenly lifted their heads.
Right. If the Platinum Dragon Lord had left behind some precious artifact, it might be enough to resolve their current crisis.
All eyes turned toward the Blue Sky Dragon Lord.
Among the four Dragon Lords, he was undoubtedly the one the Platinum Dragon Lord trusted the most. If any valuable items existed, he would be the only one who knew.
Sensing the gazes fixed on him, the Blue Sky Dragon Lord frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately shook his head.
"No. If there were any powerful items, I would have already taken them out."
"I see…"
The White Dragon Lord shook his head. At the same time, his tail quietly made a subtle signal.
"Why not just tell the truth? I really didn't want to act yet. Why… why force my hand?"
The White Dragon Lord slowly rose to his feet, lowering his head as he muttered to himself.
Before the Blue Sky Dragon Lord and the others could react, a terrifying Dragon Aura suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping the entire area.
The temperature plummeted.
Ice rapidly spread across the ground as snow and violent winds swept through the surroundings, as if welcoming the arrival of a king.
"I am the White Dragon Lord, the incarnation of winter!"
The Blue Sky Dragon Lord and the other two dragons struggled under the crushing pressure, staring in shock at the White Dragon Lord standing before them.
To be honest, the three of them still hadn't fully processed what had just happened.
Putting aside the sudden attack…
You're telling them this is the White Dragon Lord?
The one who survived by relying on age alone? The weakest Dragon Lord?
Having worked alongside the Platinum Dragon Lord for centuries, the three dragons could clearly feel it now.
Even if it was still slightly inferior, the Dragon Aura before them was already infinitely close to that of a True Dragon Lord.
White Dragon Lord
Level: 77
Race Level: Omitted
Class Levels:
Elementalist lv10
Climate Control Master lv8
Ice Element Dominator lv7
…
"Old friend, just as we agreed. The Obsidian Dragon Lord is yours."
"Even if you play him to death, it doesn't matter. I've already mastered seventh-tier resurrection magic."
The White Dragon Lord turned his head toward the Wyrm Dragon Lord, who had already arrived beside him. The Wyrm Dragon Lord's expression was complicated, his face filled with shock.
The White Dragon Lord bared his fangs in a savage grin.
Yes, that's the expression.
That look of disbelief.
That look of envy.
The White Dragon Lord was a proud and arrogant dragon, but he was also very rational.
If an enemy was overwhelmingly powerful, he would obediently tuck his tail and behave.
But if the enemy was weaker than him?
Heh…
"My old friend… you've really changed."
The Wyrm Dragon Lord opened his mouth, and after a long pause, managed to squeeze out that slightly sour remark.
Then, as if to shift his attention, he suddenly opened his enormous maw.
A Dragon Breath he had been preparing for a long time burst forth instantly, striking the immobilized Obsidian Dragon Lord.
Sparks scattered as the dragon's painful roar echoed through the tower.
Watching the Wyrm Dragon Lord relentlessly batter the Obsidian Dragon Lord, the White Dragon Lord simply shook his head.
Then his gaze shifted to the other side.
As a chilling aura spread, two pitch-black shadows slowly emerged…