The boundless black desert was stained with blood. The sand and stones collided with magic and were swept into a towering tornado. If anyone was unlucky enough to be caught in it, they would definitely be torn to pieces.
"Fire Dragon King Igneel, as one of the strongest dragon kings, have you also chosen to stand on the side of the human race?"
Thousands of giant dragons gathered here, each baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, soaring through the sky and blocking out the blazing sun.
Leading the pack was a giant red dragon, its entire body covered in hard scales, with a pair of huge, sharp horns and broad wings that were larger than the surrounding dragons.
At this moment, his sharp, enormous eyes were filled with majesty, while simultaneously radiating a terrifying killing intent.
Seeing that the enemy had three times as many dragons as his own, the Fire Dragon King Igneel knew that today might be a day of bad luck.
However, his determination remained unchanged!
"Since we are standing here, we have already made up our minds. Osta, the Red Dragon King, the strongest dragon king on the side of evil dragons, I have always wanted to experience your power!"
"Hahaha!"
"There can be many kings of a race, but there can only be one Dragon King!"
The Red Dragon King, Austa, laughed maniacally, his domineering voice resounding through the heavens: "Today, let the world witness who is truly the strongest!"
"die!"
With a roar, he charged out with the force of thunder, the storm generated by his outstretched wings causing even the dragons beside him to involuntarily retreat.
The two dragons clashed violently in the sky, their claws tearing each other apart and their tails striking each other. The collision produced a terrifying sound that shattered the earth.
The sky gradually became overcast, thunder roared, and violent air currents and terrifying magic transformed the entire space into a fiery and crimson inferno.
The Red Dragon King was much larger and stronger, knocking down and even blasting away the Fire Dragon King Igneel time and time again, but without causing any real damage.
"Attack!"
The two dragons, locked in a standoff, erupted into war the moment their leader entered the fray.
Thousands of dragons clashed fiercely, tearing at each other and roaring. Terrifying gales ripped the earth apart layer by layer, amidst flames, ice, lightning, darkness, and light...
One terrifying attribute after another erupted in the sky, instantly engulfing everything. At a glance, the entire earth was turned into a desolate scorched wasteland, where not a single blade of grass could grow.
"The Roar of the Fire Dragon King!"
Enraged, the Fire Dragon King Igneel grabbed the Red Dragon King's wing and hurled it into the sky, roaring as he gathered fire magic in his mouth and unleashed it.
Terrifying and scorching flames swept across the sky, evaporating all the water molecules in the air, turning the earth into lava, and instantly blasting two dragons that couldn't dodge in time into serious injuries.
"The Roar of the Red Dragon King!"
Osta, the Red Dragon King, flapped his wings, stopped, looked down at the oncoming roar, and began to rapidly gather magic power, unleashing a dragon king-level roar. A terrifying red beam of light pierced the air and struck.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A roaring collision ensued, a terrifying explosion swept across the land, and the destructive force tore the earth apart, creating massive rifts. The sky was now a hazy gray, obscuring all visibility.
The war between dragons is too terrifying. A single roar can wipe out all matter on a land thousands of miles away, not to mention thousands of roars erupting in succession. If the continental plates were not so large, the entire southern continent might have sunk to the bottom of the sea.
The war was chaotic, and even with the dragons' powerful bodies, death began to occur, with one giant dragon after another falling from the sky.
The destructive shockwaves from the battle were so terrifying that even the distant human kingdoms could clearly feel wave after wave sweeping across their lands, causing many buildings to sway precariously.
The kingdoms that were closer to the dragon knew they couldn't escape; once the dragon was defeated, they would be the first to suffer.
So he sent a plea for help to the Kingdom of Philos and led all the mages on a decisive expedition, while all the ordinary people of the kingdom were evacuated.
Kingdom of Doragunov
At this moment, Acnologia sat on the throne in the palace, listening to the reports from the ministers and generals below.
"The evil dragons are led by the Red Dragon King Osta, and have already deployed more than 1,200 dragons. This number is still increasing, and dragon king-level dragons are also beginning to descend on the battlefield."
"The leader of the good dragons is the fire dragon king Igniru, with about 320 dragons. There are only three dragon kings. The reinforcements consist of the four countries that are closest to us."
A minister with a white beard stood at the front of the hall and read out a message from afar.
"Igneel? Have they already joined the war...?"
Acnologia pondered to himself that he had sensed terrifying magic the moment the war began, but due to the mixture of various attributes, he was unable to discern whose magic it was.
"Lord Acnologia, shall we provide support?" asked General Dragon Slayer One.
"We definitely need to provide support!"
"In the end, the good dragons are mainly fighting for the human race. They just watch their own dragons go up to fight while they hide in the back. I find this behavior shameful."
Acunorokia, as if struck by a thought, looked at the minister: "What did King Philos say? Should we continue preparations, or choose to go to war?"
The minister immediately replied, "The Kingdom of Philos has chosen to go to war and has already begun dispatching its dragon-slaying army to the battlefield."
"King Philos has great courage!"
Acnologia was quite impressed; no wonder he was a king who could lead a decisive battle, he was indeed very decisive.
Although preparations have been underway for two months, the migration of many ordinary people has not yet been completed. If war breaks out directly, most of the ordinary people who have not migrated will die.
"I can go alone. You all continue to protect the Kingdom of Dorakunov."
Acnologia stood up, looked down at the ministers and generals below, and finally fixed his gaze on the number one dragon slayer general.
"With both Eileen and I away, you will be in charge of the Kingdom of Doragunov. If chaos breaks out before I return, you're dead!"
A dragon-slaying general, his face solemn, knelt on one knee, placing his hand on his chest and swearing, "I guarantee it with my life!"
He would kill anyone as long as Lord Acnologia allowed it; he would not let go of anyone who caused turmoil in the kingdom or any dragon.
Acnologia nodded slightly. This Number One was quite loyal, and his strength was considered the strongest besides his own and Irene's.
He took a step and instantly arrived outside the palace. His magic erupted, and a strong purple light shot into the sky.
Then, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and he transformed into a jet-black demonic dragon. With his broad wings spread, he roared and soared into the sky.
The ministers and generals below looked on with mixed feelings of fear and awe.
Ultimately, Acnologia is no longer human. Are they destined to be ruled by such monsters forever?
They dared not resist, and several ministers who secretly conspired to rebel were all dealt with by General Dragon Slayer No. 1.
Most importantly, in this era of human-dragon war, only a powerful figure like Acnologia could protect the people from the dragons' calamities.