"Friend, can I help you?"
The Dwarf King flew to Jona Velli's side at this moment.
Instead of offering meaningless comfort, he asked her directly if he could help.
Jona Velli shook her dragon head.
"No, this is a persistence unique to dragons. I will take my revenge personally."
The Dwarf King sighed, seeing Jona Velli's eyes clouded by anger.
"Alright, I wish you success."
Jona Velli turned her head, her expression firm and her tone cold.
"Success is certain!"
...An hour passed quickly.
All troops were assembled.
A total of two hundred thousand Imperial Guards, five hundred thousand White Crystal Knights, and over a million demon beast subjects.
Without exception, all two hundred thousand Imperial Guards were equipped with massive Magic-crystal-powered alchemy mechas forged from refined iron.
These were equipped with aircraft, cannons, runic greatswords, runic spears, defensive shields, and other gear.
The White Crystal Knights were all clad in alchemy armor.
One hundred thousand Howling Moon Silver Wolf cavalry held long halberds, were equipped with giant machetes, and wore alchemy armor, appearing as a mass of killing machines.
Two hundred thousand White Crystal Knights carried two-handed runic greatswords on their backs and held two-handed battle-axes and giant iron hammers.
Most of these two hundred thousand White Crystal Knights were Minotaurs and Trolls, tall and fierce, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.
One hundred thousand Dragon-veined Snakemen held frost longbows, their gazes sharp.
Among the final hundred thousand White Crystal Knights were Minotaurs and Frost Kobolds.
The Frost Kobolds held spears nearly five meters long, while the Dragon Vein Minotaurs held giant tower shields, positioned at the very front of the White Crystal Knights.
Behind all the White Crystal Knights were the White-Scaled Goblins; their primary role was to operate the hundred thousand Alchemy mecha puppets at the front.
At the very rear of the formation were the million demon beasts. Most were residents of White Crystal City; though their combat power was not low, they relied on their racial instincts.
Little Shunzi flew to Jona Velli's side and reported respectfully.
"Master, everyone is ready. We can set out at any time."
Jona Velli scanned them and announced loudly.
"All troops, hear my command! Set out!!"
The massive army of demon beasts marched toward the Demon Country.
They headed directly toward the Buzewu Plain, intending to cross this dangerous land.
Watching the departing demon beasts, the Dwarf King stood in place, lost in thought... "Lord Seranos~ I've been feeling a bit uneasy lately. You know, a dragon's intuition is very keen."
A Green-haired Elf lay on Seranos, her eyes lingering and her appearance seductive, making one feel an involuntary sense of pity and love.
Seeing this, Seranos lowered his head slightly, his red pupils gazing at her, his eyes filled with desire.
"Lord Seranos, why are you looking at me like that?"
Veitris asked knowingly, her cheeks slightly flushed as she pressed closer.
Seranos underwent a transformation; his originally twelve-meter-tall body shrank to 1.8 meters.
He didn't speak, but instead pulled Veitris into his arms, roughly tearing at her clothes.
"Lord Seranos, don't be so rough, I... ah!"
Before Veitris could finish, Seranos began to cough cough... (The original is in the group).
"If Lord Seranos... is really... mmm~ in such a hurry, Veitris... can do it too~"
Sounds of pleasure echoed in the empty hall; the beautiful Green-haired Elf had now grown green dragon horns and a dragon tail.
But within those emerald dragon eyes, a hint of ruthlessness was hidden.
'Hmph, if it weren't for the possibility of Harmody's return, why would I... rely on this... method to attach myself...'
But now, she couldn't afford to think more; Seranos...,...had already flooded her mind.
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...At this time, a massive white dragon soared through the high altitude, the slightly upturned dragon mouth indicating he was in a good mood.
"Serika, I'm back~ I suppose our children should be adults by now. I wonder if they'll recognize me as their father?
Sigh, I hope you haven't driven them out, otherwise I'll be very sad."
Harmody was an Variant White Dragon. He was more intelligent than other white dragons and was a special variant, placing more importance on emotions than other Chromatic Dragons.
And Gris's emotional personality naturally came from him.
That's right, Harmody was Gris's father, whom he had never met, a white dragon in his Prime Age, over a thousand years old.
And Serika was Gris's mother, a Black Dragon who had just recently reached adulthood.
Just as Harmody was in a pleasant mood, his expression suddenly froze.
"What's going on?"
He could perceive that within his range of detection, the Barosar Swamp where he had lived for several hundred years had turned into a dead zone, filled with miasma and poisonous creatures, everything corroded by acid.
A bad premonition rose in Harmody's heart; no longer casual, he increased his speed.
Boom—
The sound of a massive object hitting the ground echoed. Harmody had spread his perception to the maximum, but he couldn't sense any familiar aura in the entire Barosar Swamp.
The sense of unease grew stronger, and Harmody roared toward the sky.
"Roar!!"
He used the most primitive and effective calling method of dragons. A dragon's roar can travel a great distance and is keenly captured by other dragons.
The meaning of Harmody's dragon roar was clear: "Where are you?"
"Roar?!" (Serika?)
"Roar roar!" (Are you there?)
There was no response, not even a sound, which filled him with confusion.
Then, he noticed many corpses of the Demon Race in the Barosar Swamp.
This made him frown.
"Could it be? Impossible, that guy has no reason to trouble Serika."
But besides that one guess, Harmody couldn't think of any other reason.
"Forget it, I'll go ask."
Saying this, Harmody flapped his dragon wings and flew toward the southeast.
The range of Harmody's roar was extremely wide. Both Jona Velli, who had just crossed the Buzewu Plain, and another dragon in the Demon King City—Veitris—heard it.
The dragon and the Demon King, who were in the middle of lovemaking, paused, stopped what they were doing, and looked toward the northwest.
"Harmody, have you finally returned?"
Regarding this long-acquainted dragon, Veitris wasn't surprised at all that he would return, because she used to like his loyalty and emotional nature.
Meanwhile, Jona Velli had already seen the demon beast City-state in the distance, the coldness in her eyes deepening.
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