Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 272
Chapter 272: 270 Colluding with Evil_1
Translator: 549690339
“Damn Eastern Empire, all they do is spout pleasing lies!”
Fanning his Wings of Flame and flying high in the sky, Light New King continued to mutter and curse to himself.
Almost anyone who had challenged him had been cursed by him.
Suddenly, the Light New King’s expression changed because he felt as if a large, dark cloud floated over his head, blocking the light.
It wasn’t until he looked up that he discovered it wasn’t a cloud but a massive and terrifying-looking Silver Dragon.
“Bloody hell, what is this thing ”
Light New King widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. In his memory, no Silver Dragon could grow into this appearance.
Even though the scales on the Silver Dragon’s body shimmered brilliantly under the sun, it couldn’t conceal the fact that it looked more like a world-ending evil dragon.
For a moment, he even wondered if the gates of hell in the Land of Red Flames or Dark Forest had been opened again.
Otherwise, where did this thing come from?
Having been to Dawn Forest before, he was certain that Silver Dragons would never look like this!
However, before he could think any further, Otto’s deep voice, carrying a tone of mockery, rang out from above.
“Light New King or should I say Walton, it has been a long time!”
Otto recognized him; however, the latter clearly didn’t notice when he had seen this Silver Dragon before.
After racking his brain and finding no answers, Light New King twitched his lips and looked up at the Silver Dragon above his head.
No matter how he looked at it, there was no way he could deal with a dragon of this size.
Or rather, even if he pooled all his power, he still might not be a match for this Silver Dragon.
So, he attempted to speak to Otto: “Honorable Silver Dragon, I still have some business to deal with here, so I’ll take my leave Goodbye!”
As soon as the words fell, he quickly fanned his Wings of Flame, intending to escape.
But clearly, Otto didn’t want to let him go so easily.
Although he didn’t know how he got the power of various dragons, it was evident that his power was far from Otto’s.
Regarding this, Otto still had many questions for him.
To prevent accidentally squeezing him to death, Otto didn’t use his powerful breath weapon, but instead summoned numerous poisonous Magical Thorns.
Light New King, who was fleeing with a look of panic on his face, suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him. Looking back, he was horrified to see several green thorns as thick as his thighs, twisting like venomous snakes and rapidly attacking him.
Furthermore, their speed was much faster than his flight; if he didn’t deal with them, he would be in big trouble soon.
Without hesitation, Light New King turned around and accurately threw several scorching fireballs at the thorns.
However, the result was that the fireballs exploded weakly on the surface of the thorns, leaving them unharmed without even a trace of burning.
Not believing it, Light New King took a deep breath and forcefully exhaled a Flame Breath at full power behind him.
After the wave of searing flame dissipated, even the Wings of Flame behind him seemed to have dimmed considerably.
Usually, using fire attacks to deal with Magical Thorns, which resembled plants, would be the best choice.However, these thorn vines originated from Otto. Although they didn’t have the nearly complete immunity to flames like Otto’s main body, they still inherited some resistance.
Moreover, the gap between their power levels was massive. It would be absurd if he could destroy Otto’s vines with just a single breath.
Soon, under King Leith’s incredulous gaze, the green vines with only some burnt marks had already reached his body.
Then, they tightly wrapped around him and pulled him like a dumpling in front of Otto.
On the surface of the vines, the venomous thorns as thick as an adult’s little finger also deeply pierced into King Leith’s body.
Under the injection of the venom, he first felt pain, but then relaxed into a slightly numb feeling.
Looking at the stupefied King Leith, Otto nodded with satisfaction, and then flew back to the sky above the Farrand Royal Palace with him in tow.
By this time, the scene here had completely changed.
The Berserker Army that had once defended the palace had been replaced by the Felton people, while the attackers were now led by Angelia and Crom’s Soaring Dragon Legion.
As for those outside the palace involved with Felton, they had all been cleaned up.
Vielen, who was on the palace wall, had a gloomy face. He never expected Angelia, who had previously been his ally, to suddenly betray them.
Furthermore, she had even brought a large group of evil monsters from somewhere to help her.
At present, not many people knew about the relationship between Angelia and Otto.
Many just thought she was a brave and lucky vigilante with real strength.
To be honest, Vielen had initially looked down on Angelia.
After all, compared to his fully-armed regular army, Angelia’s side looked more like a peasant uprising or a ragtag group of adventurers and mercenaries.
But now, faced with the severe reality, Vielen could not help but take the situation seriously.
Because the ogres roaring below the wall and the chimeras flying in the sky made it clear that they were no pushovers.
Just as Vielen was at a loss, Angelia walked out from the array and shouted to him on the wall: “Vielen, you’re out of options. Surrender and open the palace gate now!”
Surrender? The brave Felton people were different from the cowardly Farrand people. The word ‘surrender’ would never appear in the Felton people’s dictionary.
Well, the King of Felton was an exception. He had just been framed by the despicable King Leith.
With this in mind, Vielen coldly rejected her: “Don’t even think about it! We can defend this place until we die of old age!”
“As for you, pitiful Angelia, I used to admire your achievements and appreciate all you’ve done for your country and your late father.”
But now
“Look at what you’ve become, teaming with a group of filthy, evil monsters. You’ve completely abandoned your human dignity.”
“As soon as word of what happened here gets out, the lands you’ve painstakingly reclaimed will be trampled and drowned by countless righteous warriors.”
“And you, you’ll be etched in the Pillar of Shame in history, forever despised by those with a heart of justice!”
Angelia, outside the palace, scowled. Originally, she had only habitually advised him to surrender but didn’t expect him to spout such a lengthy tirade.
“Rest assured, no outsider will know what happened here today!”
Angelia replied indifferently, and then the final assault began!