The boundless black desert was soaked in blood. Under the collision of magic power, sand and stones swirled into a tornado that reached between the heavens and the earth. If anyone were unfortunate enough to be caught in it, they would absolutely be torn to shreds.
"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 dragons gathered here, each baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they flew through the firmament, blotting out the sky and the blazing sun.
At their head was a red dragon, its entire body covered in hard scales. Its pair of dragon horns were massive and sharp, and its broad wings, once spread, were a size larger than any of the surrounding dragons.
At this moment, its sharp, massive eyes were full of majesty, while simultaneously erupting with terrifying killing intent.
Fire Dragon King Igneel looked at the dragons opposite him, which were three times more numerous than his own side, knowing that today would likely be fraught with misfortune.
However, his determination remained unchanged!
"Since we are standing here, we have already made up our minds. King of Red Dragons, Osta, the strongest Dragon King of the evil dragon side, I have always wanted to experience your power!"
"Hahaha!"
"There can be many kings of races, but there can only be one King of Dragons!"
King of Red Dragons, Osta, laughed maniacally, his domineering voice echoing through the clouds: "Today, let the world bear witness and see who is the truly strongest!"
"Die!"
With a roar, he charged out with the force of thunder. The storm generated by his spreading wings forced the nearby dragons to retreat involuntarily.
The two dragons collided frantically in the sky. Claws tore and dragon tails lashed out. The sound of their collision was terrifying, causing the very earth to shatter.
The sky gradually filled with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and with the violent air currents and terrifying magic power, the entire space turned into a purgatory of fire and red.
The King of Red Dragons was larger in size and stronger in power. Time and again, he knocked Fire Dragon King Igneel down or even sent him flying, yet he failed to cause any substantial damage.
"Attack!"
Once the leaders of the opposing dragon factions engaged, war erupted instantly.
Thousands of dragons collided fiercely, biting and roaring at one another. Terrifying gales tore layer after layer from the earth. Fire, ice, thunder, darkness, light... one terrifying attribute after another erupted in the firmament, instantly submerging everything. As far as the eye could see, the entire land was transformed into a silent, scorched earth where not a single blade of grass grew.
"Roar of the Fire Dragon King!"
Fire Dragon King Igneel was enraged. He grabbed the King of Red Dragons' wings and threw him forcefully into the sky. At the same time, he let out an angry roar, gathering fire magic in his mouth before breathing it out in a roar.
Terrifying and scorching flames swept across the sky, evaporating every water molecule in the air. The earth turned into lava, and two dragons along the path that failed to dodge in time were instantly blasted into heavy injuries.
"Roar of the Red Dragon King!"
King of Red Dragons, Osta, flapped his wings to stop his body. Looking down at the oncoming roar, he began to rapidly condense magic power in his mouth, unleashing a Dragon King Level roar as a terrifying red pillar of light streaked through the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The roars collided, and a terrifying explosion swept out. The power of destruction tore the earth into pieces, and one great rift valley after another appeared. The sky was left as nothing but a murky gray, making it impossible to see anything.
The war between dragons was too terrifying. A single roar could clear all matter from a piece of land thousands of miles away, let alone thousands of roars erupting in succession. If the continental plates weren't massive enough, the entire South Continent might have sunk into the sea.
The war was fought in chaos. Even with the tyrannical bodies of the Dragon Race, deaths began to occur, and one dragon after another fell from the firmament.
Because the destructive fluctuations of the battle were too terrifying, the distant human kingdoms could clearly feel wave after wave of wind passing over their lands, causing many buildings to begin swaying precariously.
The kingdoms closer to the conflict knew they couldn't hide; once the Good Dragons were defeated, they would be the first to suffer.
Thus, after sending a request for aid to the Phylos Kingdom, they took all their Mages and decisively marched to war, while all the commoners of the kingdoms were evacuated.
Dragnof Kingdom
At this time, Acnologia sat on the palace throne, listening to the reports from various ministers and generals below.
"The evil dragon side is led by the King of Red Dragons, Osta. Currently, over one thousand two hundred dragons have entered the battle, and this number is still increasing. Dragons of the Dragon King Level have also begun to descend upon the battlefield one after another."
"The Good Dragons are led by Fire Dragon King Igneel, with a number around three hundred and twenty. There are only three dragons of the Dragon King Level, and on the side of the reinforcements, only the four nearest countries have joined the battle."
A white-bearded minister stood at the front of the hall, reading out the information sent from afar.
"Igneel? Have they already joined the war..."
Acnologia pondered to himself. In fact, the moment the war broke out, he had felt the terrifying magic power, but because various attributes were mixed together, he couldn't distinguish exactly whose it was.
The Number One Dragon Slayer General inquired: "Lord Acnologia, should we provide support?"
"Support is definitely necessary!"
"Ultimately, the Good Dragons are fighting primarily for the human race. To watch blankly as the dragons helping us go up to fight while we hide behind—even I find such behavior shameful."
Acnologia thought of something and looked toward the minister: "What does the King of Phylos say? Is he continuing preparations, or choosing to start the war?"
The minister immediately replied: "The Phylos Kingdom has chosen to go to war and has already begun dispatching the Dragon Slayer Army to the battlefield."
"The King of Phylos has quite the boldness!"
Acnologia looked at him with a bit of newfound respect. He was indeed a decisive king, worthy of being the one to lead the final battle.
Although they had prepared for two months, the migration of many commoners had not yet been completed. If they went to war directly, most of the commoners who hadn't migrated would die.
"I will go alone. You all continue to guard the Dragnof Kingdom."
Acnologia stood up, looking down at the ministers and generals below, finally fixing his gaze on the Number One Dragon Slayer General.
"With both Irene and I away, you will manage the Dragnof Kingdom in my stead. If any chaos occurs before I return, you need not live any longer!"
The Dragon Slayer General's face turned solemn as he knelt on one knee, placing a hand over his chest in a pledge: "I guarantee it with my life!"
As long as Lord Acnologia permitted it, he would dare to kill anyone. He would not let a single person or dragon who caused instability in the kingdom go.
Acnologia nodded slightly. This Number One was relatively loyal, and his strength was the strongest besides himself and Irene.
He stepped forward and instantly arrived outside the palace. His magic power erupted violently, and an intense purple light soared into the sky.
Following that, his expression turned ferocious as he transformed into a Pitch-Black Magic Dragon. With his broad wings spread, he charged toward the horizon after a single roar.
The ministers and generals below watched with complex emotions, filled with both fear and awe.
Ultimately, Acnologia could no longer be considered human. Were they to be ruled by such a monster forever?
They didn't dare to resist, either. Several ministers who had secretly contacted each other wanting to resist had all been dealt with by the Number One Dragon Slayer General.
Most importantly, in this era of the Human-Dragon War, only a powerhouse like Acnologia presiding over the kingdom could protect the subjects from the disaster of the dragons.