The Deicide Venom, ranked as the most lethal among the top ten toxins, was deemed insurmountable within the realm of terrestrial immortals. Simply put, aside from Arion of Sacred Wrym Summit, no one in the world was resilient enough to withstand this venom's effect.Hence, Reagan's demise was inevitable, making it imperative to avoid hasty decisions at this juncture."Sir Judd!" The three grandmaster-level elders were visibly alarmed when they saw Reagan poisoned. Without missing a beat, they hurried forward, prepared to step in."Get out of the way!" Reagan shouted, sweeping his Inferno Fury Spear sideways. The force, comparable to a massive weight, propelled the three Dragon Guard elders into the air. Each of them spat up blood, sustaining serious injuries. Teetering on the brink of madness, Reagan harbored distrust for anyone approaching following Julius's earlier sneak attack. So, he regarded anyone who approached him as his enemy. "I'll kill every one of you!" Reaga
"Almost there! Just a little further!" Fueled by survival instincts, Reagan sprinted desperately ahead, leaving a trail of blood and vomit. There was no indication of him slowing down. In a frenzied sprint, he eventually glimpsed the towering walls of the base.He understood that once he passed those walls, safety awaited him. The base held the promise of an antidote among its stockpile of elixirs and remedies. A spark of hope lingered, and the prospect of survival felt attainable."Open the gates! Hurry, open the gates!" Reagan staggered to the base of the towering wall, his resolve on the brink of collapse. Every fiber of his being trembled with instability, and the toll of his struggle manifested prominently on his face.Black blood oozed persistently from his mouth and nose.As his plea reverberated, a multitude of ballistae released a storm of hefty bolts from the fortress walls. Each ballista packed formidable power and had the potential to inflict substantial damag
Reagan's eyes glowed with intensity, bloodshot and aflame with defiance. "Nonsense! If they aren't from the Dragon Guard, are they from your West Lucozia castle?" he bellowed."Yes, they're under my command," Dustin admitted bluntly. He went on, "While you were busy ambushing us, my forces had infiltrated, capturing your base. Now, this place belongs to me.""Cut the crap, Logan!" Reagan retorted fiercely.He went on, "Even though I brought out many elites this time, there are still at least 30 thousand troops in the base. "With diverse defensive measures in place, taking it over without an army exceeding a hundred thousand is unfeasible!"He added, "I've kept a close eye on your Black Dragon Army in West Lucozia. Mobilizing such massive troops wouldn't escape my notice!" "Who said I mobilized the Black Dragon Army?" Dustin responded indifferently. He continued, "Whatever crosses your mind, I've already considered. So, to eliminate your remnants, I deliberately sought ext
"Reagan, your actions have brought disaster upon the nation. The gravity of your offenses demands immediate capture. "Failure to comply will result in your execution without leniency!" Grace declared sternly, her tone authoritative. At that instant, she clutched a gold badge representing imperial authority.She and Dustin had left Oakvale to deal with the remnants of the Dragon Guard. Hence, she was thoroughly prepared for the task. The gold badge, personally granted by Valon, played a crucial role in calling for reinforcements when needed. Thankfully, it enabled her to swiftly mobilize 200 thousand troops from the White Tiger Army across provinces.Reagan staggered backward, his face etched with despair, questioning, "Why is this happening?" The sense of distress deepened as black blood continued to flow from his mouth and nose."Reagan, it's over. The tide has turned, and today marks the end of the Dragon Guard. You and your kind, hidden in the shadows, will finally face
After the collision, Reagan was propelled more than ten yards backward, coughing out blood. His entire arm was shattered, causing the Inferno Fury Spear to be hurled away, ultimately leaving him sprawled on the ground, struggling to breathe."Are you alright, Your Highness?" Albert quickly advanced, assisting the trembling Dustin."I'm fine ..." Dustin sensed a rush of blood and vitality coursing through him, his arm tingling, and he struggled to maintain a steady grip on his sword. Despite Reagan being in critical condition, Dustin couldn't overlook the potency of his recent forceful attack—it had compelled Dustin to spit out blood. Fortunately, Reagan's body had already succumbed to the Deicide Venom. Otherwise, the fight's outcome might not have been in Dustin's favor.Reagan sprawled on the ground and let out a feeble growl. "Why? I refuse to accept defeat!" His hands clawed into the soil, marking it with deep imprints. His already fierce visage took on an even more mena
Reagan was dead, and the Dragon Guard's base lay in ruins. The entire organization had been eradicated, leaving only the scattered remnants with minimal threat potential. Despite this, Dustin remained vigilant, having issued pre-emptive orders. Anyone linked to the Dragon Guard was now on his wanted list. Surrendering offered an opportunity for leniency, while resistance meant facing a grim fate.Adam stepped forward and kicked Reagan's lifeless body. Upon confirming Reagan's demise, Adam smiled. "Hey, Bro, we finally got rid of this trouble. Congratulations!""Thanks to your 200 thousand White Tiger Army troops, which effectively blocked Reagan's escape. "Without that, this guy might have had a shot at survival." Dustin conveyed his appreciation for the support.Ending Reagan's life had been daunting, and Dustin staked his own life. Still, Dustin was fortunate that he ultimately succeeded."I didn't contribute significantly. If you feel grateful, express your thanks to Her
Adam subtly motioned toward the front, prompting Dustin to direct his gaze in that direction. Before them emerged the Black Dragon Army, a formidable force of tens of thousands, fully armed and clad in black armor. Each soldier wielded a menacing longsword, exuding an overwhelming sense of power and intimidation even from a distance. This was the elite force of West Lucozia, known as the Black Dragon Army!"It seems Cinna has been caught," Grace noted. Her gaze narrowed as she noticed Austin guiding the Black Dragon Army.Once assigned a retreat mission, Austin skillfully led the elite forces of the Dragon Guard into a meticulously set trap. Possessing overwhelming numerical superiority, they decisively defeated the opposition, resulting in the death of over five thousand enemies and the capture of the remaining forces.The approaching Black Dragon soldiers, marching in the thousands, produced an increasingly audible drumming sound. Even the White Tiger Army stationed on t
"Your Highness?" Cinna kneeled on the ground, observing the frosty Dustin with mixed feelings. Cinna felt joy at the sight of Dustin but also carried a profound sense of guilt.When the Black Dragon Army ambushed Cinna, he realized the dire state of the Dragon Guard. As anticipated, a retaliatory scheme ensued, resulting in the destruction of the Dragon Guard's base and the death of Reagan.Yet now, Cinna found himself in captivity. Surprisingly, he bore no grudges. Instead, a feeling of relief swept over him.Despite being a part of the Dragon Guard, West Lucozia had been his home for countless years, with many individuals becoming like family. His actions, often driven by necessity, had led to an ongoing internal conflict. His current situation seemed like a fitting consequence."Cinna, I bet this isn't how you saw things playing out. Reagan didn't make it, and neither did your plan. What do you have to say now?" Dustin said coldly."I have no words in the presence of defeat