Chapter 532

"All of you, attack! Eliminate them all!"

At Luo Ge Chen's command, the Longmen forces, already formed into a circle, flapped their massive dragon wings and advanced forward.

Countless dragon roars filled the entire sky.

The night over the Fiore Kingdom trembled with alarm because of this turbulent night.

Even magicians and civilians who knew they might not be harmed.

Still felt fear at the sudden scene unfolding before them.

But what was about to happen had already filled them with panic.

Reinhardt, standing atop Timaeus, drew his sword from his waist.

This sword, called Long Jian, was the highest-ranked blade in the world, passed down generation after generation by Sword Saints, and only a Sword Saint could wield it.

The moment the blade was drawn, an extreme white radiance pierced the heavens and earth.

Light condensed into threads, sword qi shaped into form — the appearance of this sword froze the movements of the surrounding dragon clans.

Draw sword, swing sword, sheath sword.

The motion flowed like water, as ordinary as a daily gesture — yet instantly, dragon blood rained from the sky.

Countless dragon bodies and heads began to separate.

"Boom!"

The bodies of countless dragons crashed to the ground, thudding repeatedly, carving deep craters into the earth.

This sudden strike instantly turned Luo Ge Chen's face pale.

Even in the pitch-black night, Luo Ge Chen's shock was unmistakable in his eyes.

But this was not over — after Timaeus let out a roar.

Countless dragons launched a sudden assault; several dragons, led by Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon, charged straight ahead.

In an instant, their sharp Long Zhao tore through the bodies of several dragons.

Before Luo Ge Chen could recover, a figure streaked forward with a flash of white light, arriving before him.

"White Shadow Dragon's Slash!"

Luo Ge unleashed several blades of light and shadow, flying toward Reinhardt.

These razor-sharp, extreme magic attacks would have torn apart any other person instantly.

But Reinhardt, blessed with over a hundred protections, did not retreat.

In a flash of movement, Long Jian was drawn from his waist.

A single, gentle swing seemed to drain all magical elements from the entire sky.

Even Luo Ge Chen, a Dragon Slayer Mage endowed with Long Zhili, felt unable to draw upon the magic of heaven and earth.

He could only watch helplessly as the thread-thin blade of condensed light surged toward him.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Ge Chen felt no pain.

He only felt a chill begin to rise from his heart, his vision inverted — when he regained awareness.

The light in Luo Ge Chen's eyes had nearly faded away.

"Why..."

"Boom!"

Luo Ge Chen's head fell from his body, landing atop a dragon's corpse.

The thousands of dragons previously controlled by the Dragon Taming Magic suddenly froze in place.

The magic binding them dissolved at this moment.

Many dragons were confused by their surrounding environment, preparing to ask questions — when all of them saw the dragon monster cards from the Yu-Gi-Oh! series not far away.

Having returned from four hundred years ago, they had some knowledge of each other.

Yet they had never, not even once, seen these strange dragon creatures before.

"What are these things? Why have I never seen them?"

"Are there three-headed and five-headed dragons among the dragon clans? And what is that giant monster circling in the sky?"

"I don't know — I've never seen these things. But where is this place?"

"I remember entering some kind of gate, then my consciousness gradually grew hazy."

"A human controlled us. These creatures are future dragons — they just slaughtered many of our kin."

In an instant, many dragons had already understood the current situation.

For outsiders, the dragon clans remained unified — they now gradually gathered together.

Watching the figures outside, their expressions turned hostile.

On the ground lay the corpses of many of their own kind — there was no choice but to huddle together.

As dragons, their senses were far sharper than Luo Ge Chen's as a Dragon Slayer Mage.

From these dragon creatures, unlike themselves in appearance, they felt immense pressure.

Even faintly, they sensed a heart-stopping dread.

They had never felt this sensation, not even from their own clan's Long Wang.

"Roar!"

As both sides grew wary, another deafening dragon roar came from afar.

The lead dragon among them made their eyes instantly widen.