Chapter 1308: Who Is Killing My Dragons?

Anthony's words were like a thorn, piercing into the hearts of these undead Dragon-men. It was very accurate, and they couldn't even refute it. Many Dragon-men were visibly panicked.

The situation Anthony described had a high probability of becoming reality. Why was the Goblin City slaughtered? Because those guys were soul-livestock raised by the King of Feilie, just to let them live, grow old, get sick, and die, continuously producing soul energy. When encountering a strong enemy, slaughtering them to replenish souls was very normal.

However, this also led to another problem: they, these undead Dragon-men, were also raised by the King of Feilie. If he encountered a strong enemy, wouldn't it be very normal for him to swallow them?

Yes, it was too normal. So, as soon as Anthony's words came out, they couldn't even produce the thought of refuting.

Originally, they wanted to quietly surround Ang's group while the Great Emperor Feilie was fighting the Monarch, to claim credit from the Great Emperor Feilie. But Anthony's words made all their actions lose their meaning.

Even if they captured these people, what was the point? They couldn't intervene in the battle between the Great Emperor Feilie and the other party. In other words, if the battle between the Great Emperor Feilie and the opponent remained deadlocked, he would definitely swallow their souls to restore his own strength. Claiming credit? They were just magic crystal power banks.

In a word, panic, frustration, and despair began to spread among the undead Dragon-men. Negris and the others were dumbfounded. Ursman sighed: "I didn't believe before that someone could wipe out an enemy with their mouth, but now I believe it. Lord Anthony, your mouth is too powerful."

Anthony hadn't said anything yet, but Lightning was the first to be unconvinced: "Uman, what do you mean? Do you think my mouth isn't powerful?"

Ursman was startled. To avoid having dragon dung sat back on him, he hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Powerful, powerful, Lord Lightning, you are even more powerful, you are even more powerful."

This was a rare moment of panic for a wise man.

The undead Dragon-men panicked for a while, and the leading Dragon-man stiffened his neck and said: "Our lives were given by the Great Emperor. Sacrificing to the Great Emperor is our glory. Besides, if we slaughter all of you, your..."

Anthony didn't let him finish. He connected his will to Ang—Great Echo Technique: "What if the sacrifice is your wife and children? Your friends? Your relatives? Do any of you retain memories from before you died? Are any of you friends now? Is there anyone among you who is particularly important to you?"

Following Anthony's words, the undead Dragon-men subconsciously looked at the companions most important to them. Just as Anthony said, when these undead Dragon-men were resurrected, many retained memories from before they died, and they were more or less related by blood or marriage.

Even if they didn't retain memories, after so many years of getting along, there were three or five friends, spiritual partners, and respected teachers. There were always three or five who were particularly important to them.

"If the Great Emperor Feilie only needs half of you to sacrifice your souls, which half are you willing to sacrifice?" Anthony asked loudly.

The undead Dragon-men were completely panicked. Any intelligent creature, when facing irresistible power, would have an ostrich mentality, or a fluke mentality. As long as the death rate wasn't one hundred percent, they would fluke-hope that they were the lucky one percent, thereby giving up resistance.

Why shouldn't a siege surround all four sides? One must leave an escape route. It was to utilize the fluke mentality of intelligent creatures.

But if this disaster were to befall the people they cared about, many people would no longer be able to be ostriches. They looked at the leading undead Dragon-man one after another, and shouts rang out from the crowd from time to time: "Ukna."

Ukna was panicked and overwhelmed, subconsciously looking at another undead Dragon-man behind him.

The First-Rank Dragon God transformed by this undead Dragon-man was slightly petite, but after all, it was not a mammal and had no obvious secondary sexual characteristics. One could only tell from the body shape that it was a female Dragon-man.

She also looked at Ukna in a panic and said anxiously: "Ukna, if half of us really need to sacrifice our souls, then sacrifice me. I am useless, and I can't help you with anything usually."

"What nonsense are you talking about," Ukna said annoyedly.

Seeing that the other party's emotions were almost there, Anthony said at the right time: "We have a way to cut off the soul connection, to cut off the Great Emperor Feilie's soul control over you."

Wow—the scene was in an uproar. Ukna subconsciously said: "Impossible!"

Anthony smiled. Ukna's first reaction was "impossible," not refusal, which showed that their loyalty to the Great Emperor Feilie had dissipated almost completely.

"You can send someone to try," Anthony said.

Cutting off the soul connection was Anthony's biggest trump card. Otherwise, he would never have thought of inciting a group of undead creatures to rebel. Even if they had no loyalty, the soul connection would ensure they had no ability to betray.

All the Dragon-men looked at each other, at a loss.

The female Dragon-man next to Ukna whispered: "Let me go."

Ukna refused without thinking and asked loudly: "Why should I believe you?"

Anthony stepped back and let Yennefer and Babulu out: "Just because I am the spokesperson of the Dragon God!"

No one recognized Yennefer because it was too young, but some recognized Babulu. An undead flew out from the Dragon-men crowd and said excitedly: "Babulu, is it you? My child, is it you?"

"Great-Grandmother? Great-Grandmother, it's me, it's me, I'm Babulu, I'm Babulu, wuwuwu..." Babulu, who had just scolded Yennefer as a little lizard egg, was now like a little lizard, stumbling and crying as he flew toward the undead.

However, Ukna didn't have time to let them reminisce. He grabbed Babulu and asked: "What's going on with the Dragon God? Where is the Dragon God? Has the Dragon God returned?"

"The Dragon God has returned. We just came out of the Spacetime Domain. He is the spokesperson of the Dragon God. Ancestor Ukna, listen to the Dragon God," Babulu looked at Ukna and said solemnly.

Ukna looked at Anthony hesitantly, then looked at Babulu, who was hugging and crying with his Great-Grandmother. After a long while, he said: "I'll come. You can try it on me."

As soon as Ukna finished speaking, the female Dragon-man beside him grabbed his arm tightly, gritting her teeth and glaring at him.

Ukna shook his head, slowly but firmly pried her hand away, then smiled slightly and rubbed her head, just like when they were young before they died.

Anthony brought him to Ang.

Ang had several ways to cut off the soul connection, such as erasing the brand, or transferring consciousness to a new soul, or resurrecting as a Star-born. Ang chose the most suitable one to use on him.

Confirming that the soul connection could indeed be cut off, all the undead Dragon-men hurriedly gathered around, accepting Ang's operation one by one.

As more and more undead Dragon-men cut off their soul connections, the King of Feilie, who was fighting fiercely with the Undead Monarch in the distance, finally felt that something was wrong: Who is killing my dragons?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1309 =====