Chapter 535

"No, besides surrendering and submitting."

"You only have one path left, and that is death."

Reinhardt raised his head, looking down at the several thousand giant dragons before him.

There was no trace of fear on his face, nor any expression of emotion at all.

After all, even if the group of giant dragons behind him were to be sacrificed, Lin Cheng would not feel the slightest heartache.

Most of the giant dragons were nothing more than Lin Cheng rounding out numbers for this instance; some had even been forcibly star-promoted just for show.

The real S-rank main forces were only the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon and the Five Dragon Emperors.

Or rather, just those few of them would be entirely sufficient; the Sky Dragon Osiris alone is enough to deal with them.

On the opposing side right now, only the Five Dragon Emperors are somewhat troublesome to handle.

But don't forget that if Lin Cheng were determined to send them all to Huang Quan, the rest of the figures could all charge in together.

Just the Seven Deadly Sins and Aizen Sosuke alone would be entirely enough to send them off.

At this moment, making the dragon race before him submit was another scheme Lin Cheng had in mind.

One concerning an organization hidden in Hell, stronger than demons; their emergence requires several thousand giant dragons.

Only then can the situation that makes the entire continent tremble and fear be opened.

But clearly, as the Long Wang and the Five Divine Dragons, Igneel did not wish to set aside the dignity of being a giant dragon.

Including those Five Divine Dragons, as well as the giant dragons behind them.

"Father, the other side truly has strength, and among those fellows there are quite a few who can match Acnologia one-on-one."

"That fellow with cyan-white scales and three dragon heads, and that fellow with five dragon heads."

"As well as the giant dragon coiled in the sky, all of them gave me a feeling of an unmatched aura."

"I believe that no matter what, preserving the continuation of our race should be the most important matter."

Igneel took two steps forward, his expression solemn as he spoke to Ignia.

And when Lin Cheng heard these words, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch for a moment.

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for the backbone of these Five Divine Dragons, and he also figured it out.

Why they were able to head to the Northern Continent so freely—when outmatched, they simply were outmatched; in their eyes, staying alive seemed to be the best choice.

Otherwise, if they were like those giant dragons with plenty of dignity, they would have long been slaughtered by Acnologia.

And once Igneel spoke these words, quite a few of the giant dragons behind him had already developed the thought of surrendering.

After all, surrendering isn't shameful, let alone it's not surrendering to humans.

But surrendering to fellow giant dragons like them, which made it feel even more acceptable to them.

If four hundred years ago, what Acnologia wanted wasn't destruction, but conquest.

Presumably these dragons wouldn't have been destroyed; instead, they would have been completely conquered by Acnologia.

After all, the strong only submit to the strong.

"Igneel, can I trust your feeling?"

"How many chances of victory do you think we have?"

Igneel let out a deep sigh, his face already showing some signs of aging.

As the Fire Long Wang, someone who had always been decisive, at this moment he found himself unable to make a choice.

Of the several thousand giant dragons before him, only he was a Long Wang; at this moment, all the decision-making power seemed to weigh on his shoulders.

"Don't bother deciding for relics of the old era, let me tell you."

"We won't even have a one-in-ten chance of victory; if a fight breaks out, the moment things look bad, we will definitely return to the Northern Continent."