Chapter 469: Everyone, come to Fallen God Mountain to join the grand celebration!

But Ji Ming's thoughts hadn't drifted far before being pulled back, because he suddenly sensed that something seemed to be flying rapidly toward him in the darkness.

Moreover, the speed was truly fast, because just as he was about to drag his chair to a less conspicuous spot to watch the show, he saw a strange green light flare up in the sky not far away.

That was the plague dragon breath exhaled by the Second Leader; relying on her wraith form, which was almost instantaneous, she acted like she had an automatic countermeasure system and successfully intercepted the intruder.

And judging from the intensity and duration of that dragon breath, it was likely unleashed at full power with no holding back.

"Could it be another level seventy?"

Of course, the 'aliens' drawn here by that shout of 'I'm here' were obviously not just this one.

So before Ji Ming could figure out which expert could reach Fallen God Peak this quickly, he noticed a large force appearing from another direction.

But this time the aura was familiar, and they made no effort to hide it, coming over like a bright meteor shower that could fly sideways in midair.

At the same time, there was also a sound stretched out by the wind.

"Where is the God's Chosen? The Holy Light Court's Sky Horse Knights have arrived!"

Given the Holy Light Church's bunch of slackers' work efficiency, let alone a mere suspicion, even if a true god descended, they might need to waste a lot of time before they could mobilize troops and send people.

But what happened earlier in the southern part of the kingdom was really ugly, so the Archbishop took this opportunity to push forward many agenda items, pointing directly at those in the church who feared breaking jars and pots and just wanted to get by—the appeasement faction.

Meanwhile, the Pope had long wanted to promote a batch of young faction members who listened to him more and were eager to act, while also completely driving out of the core power circle those redundant, self-claimed senior veterans who occasionally pretended to be deaf and mute.

Thus the church formed a bizarre situation where the old-timers teamed up with the youngsters to strangle the middle-aged; although they certainly couldn't completely eliminate them in the short term, at least the church's operational efficiency was raised.

Thus, just three hours after the God's Chosen was snatched from his doorstep, the church's military support arrived—really super fast, swift as wind and lightning!

But with the appearance of the Sky Horse Knights, a huge demon dragon slowly walked out of the purple rock wall—the Grand Leader serving as the final line of defense.

Moreover, as a secret organization hidden for over ten thousand years, the demon dragons could always cultivate a batch of their own subordinates, no matter how foul their reputation.

Otherwise, even if they each had an innate holy body capable of smiting, they couldn't rely solely on their own hands to build such a magnificent temple complex in the wilderness.

As a high-status, powerful villain role, with such a large house and so many buildings, the demon dragons couldn't possibly clean them all themselves every day……

So with a roar from the Grand Leader, the surrounding buildings immediately emitted a sharp, piercing, extremely unpleasant sound, like a dragon's roar mixed with a dog's bark.

Then a large group of bizarrely shaped creatures, with lizard-like heads and malformed wings on their backs, rushed out, struggling to flap, and flew toward the knights in the sky.

The Hui Guang Kingdom had enjoyed peace for a long time… at least the Royal Capital had, so the Sky Horse Knights had never seen such an enemy before, and could only dodge while asking each other.

"What, what are these things? Are they dragons too?"

Fortunately, the Sea Brigade Leader was fairly well-read, having perused the ancient texts of the Elven Clan, and immediately recognized these beings, nearly extinct in the Yangyue World, and spoke of their origin.

"Be careful, they are kobolds blessed by the Dragon Blessing; you can understand them as a kind of dragonkin—don't worry, they're not exactly strong opponents!"

But while subconsciously maintaining morale, he still couldn't help frowning.

"But… I just feel that their aura isn't quite right."

If you were to ask who in this world has the strongest simp power, kobolds wouldn't dare claim first or second place, but they'd at least be near the top.

Because this weak subhuman race is looked down upon by everyone, yet they show extra reverence toward the giant dragon clan.

Even after forming a tribe, they would diligently seek out any nearby creature that could be called a 'giant dragon,' then proactively bow and acknowledge themselves as servants, devoting all their loyalty to it.

So back in the dungeon, if the kobold tribe imprisoned in the fortress ruins hadn't been blocked by the collapsed walls, and had been able to make early contact with the Rock Dragon God Leinorz living in the underground space, they would probably have already moved heaven with their filial piety, competing with those earth elementals for the title of the dragon family's eldest son.

And the kobolds' near-fanatical mentality stems not only from their status as subjects of the Yangyue people, which indeed gives them a strong tendency to admire the strong, but more so because the dragon race controls their 'evolution tree'.

Perhaps it's because they are truly ugly—so ugly that metal dragons universally reject them—and also so weak that even five-colored dragons with a bit of ambition don't want to associate with this bunch of losers.

Formerly, kobolds going around begging grandparents could only find an elemental dragon willing not to treat them too much as cannon fodder, and if worse came to worst, could at least use them sparingly as a decent foster father.

But at some point, an elemental dragon with astonishing wisdom had a whim: he wondered whether these kobolds, who also have lizard brains, could possibly be transformed into so-called dragonkin through some special ritual.

Coincidentally, this idea‑generator also happened to hold a dual degree in alchemy and biological magic, with super‑strong execution—he said he'd do it and did, instantly launching theoretical research and practical verification.

After torturing nearly all of his subordinate kobolds to death, this 'kind father' finally got what he wanted, successfully turning a kobold alive into a dragonkin possessing the same elemental power as himself.

With this advanced technology, he organized a strong, truly mass‑producible dragonkin legion that conquered cities and territories, achieving a legendary hegemony.

This, named the 'Dragon's Blessing,' is a complex ritual spanning alchemy and magic circles; it was thus engraved into the dragons' bloodline inheritance, becoming part of their DNA.

And with this master‑servant binding giving a huge boost, although metal dragons still despise them—and even more so because the dragonkin kobolds are uglier—yet at least the five‑colored dragons can barely tolerate them.

"Turn your head away; from now on, when you see this treasure, remember to cover your face."

Because the core principle of this technique is to use the giant dragon's own bloodline to devour part of the kobold's bloodline, the kobolds that become dragonkin inevitably inherit some of the giant dragon's traits.

Thus the retinue of a fire dragon can spit fire and bathe in lava just like its master, while the retinue of a blue dragon likes to electrocute prey into cooked meat before eating, just as its master does.

And although no such lineage has existed in history, one would expect the retinue of a gold dragon to defect straight from the chaotic evil alignment to lawful good, becoming a strange Holy Light Crusader.

Even if they swapped in a golden legend, they'd surely still be ugly as hell……

These before us, however, have gray‑green skin, red eyes, scales yellow‑tinged with green, and a pair of wings that are more like bat wings than dragon wings.

With such looks, even metal dragons would likely go into shock, frenziedly using dragon breath to blast heads and exterminate these filth.

Thus the Sea Brigade Leader couldn't help shaking his head.

"Hah, to be able to let this bunch of uglies serve as my lackeys shows it's no ordinary evil—I must throw heavy punches!"

But feeling aside, as a commander accustomed to speaking loudly, his voice for this line was also not small.

Thus this remark reached the ears of the great demon dragon on the ground, and somehow it didn't immediately provoke him into angry cursing.

"Who's ugly?"

"Who are you calling ugly?"

"Who are you calling ugly!"

Having said that, the Grand Leader sharpened his claws, then shot straight at the elf commander in midair, and without hesitation swung a deadly blow aimed to kill.

"Oh dear!"

The Sea Brigade Leader never expected the demon dragon to be this fast; in his panic he fumbled to raise his spear, and if his mount weren't also an experienced warhorse, he'd likely have been knocked down in one strike.

Moreover, even though he never dared to clash head‑on with the demon dragon, using the clever tactic of deflecting the enemy's force from the side, the Sea Brigade Leader still felt his arms shaken until they ached.

"Hiss, they're clearly both level seventy—where does this ugliness get such brute strength?"

"You dare curse again!!!"

As he watched the elf Xiao Deng and the President together unveil the classic show of Brave Fighters vs Evil Dragon, Ji Ming, while raising a holy light shield, found his gaze drawn more to those dragonblood kobolds.

As the unseen big hand whose subordinates actually have two dragons, he himself surely also knows of the existence of such things.

In fact, as the emperor of the demi-humans, Sha Ge has already formed an alliance with the underground dragon god Leinorz, and they are jointly promoting the development work of the Stone Kobolds.

Therefore, as a spectator, Ji Ming saw more than the Sea Corps Commander did, for example…… the appearance traits of these kobolds are actually all the same style.

It sounds like nothing, but although in the judgment of world laws the Evil Spirit Magic Dragon has already become a new species, as a product of human alchemy the influence of their original materials objectively exists.

If this influence continues to their transformation of kobolds, considering the species diversity within the magic dragons, the scales on these kobolds should come in all sorts of colors and materials.

But if this influence does not continue, the scales of this batch of dragonblood kobolds should be like the overall style of the magic dragons—gloomy and dilapidated, like corpses crawling out of graves.

But in fact, their scales are all yellow with a hint of green and also have a metallic sheen, resembling…… the scale material of the President's bronze dragon?

So these dragonblood kobolds are all transformed by the President?

Then.

Is this also her ambition to overthrow the Demon Lord and take his place?

Or is it that the Demon Lord, unwilling to lower his exalted self, lets this seemingly stupid President get his hands dirty as a substitute?

Hard to say.

And with the appearance of this third commander-level magic dragon, the gazes around Fallen God Peak not only did not decrease but actually increased.

After all, even if the flood is raging, in the end only Hui Guang's city will be flooded—there really aren't that many people with a stake in this world.

On the contrary, taking advantage of the fact that although we don't know the exact numbers, at least the three magic dragons before us are being restrained, they all flocked to the temple on the mountaintop.

Ji Ming closed his eyes and carefully surveyed, discovering that the composition of those who had come back was very complex.

There are gloomy cultists of evil gods who accidentally leaked from the net, mostly wanting to come here to touch upon an opportunity related to the True God.

There are faint-aura mysterious experts who mostly claim to be recluses, ultimately moved by profit to ordinary hearts, wanting to come over to try their luck.

Besides…… ah, this one is impressive.

Ji Ming, when he initially attended the banquet, had actually met him before—he didn't expect that there truly would be a Hui Guang noble who could be thick-skinned and bold enough to come here.

Despicable!

And among the remaining auras, Ji Ming also discovered an old acquaintance, so taking advantage of the fact that the distance is now close enough, he activated the system and sent a message over.

Soon, he felt a consciousness converge upon his body, using the faint vibration of magical power to produce a sound only he could hear.

【Bai Li Xiang pays respects, sir; I truly didn't expect you to also appear here!】

Such a big event has occurred in Hui Guang's territory; as its dear good neighbor, how could the Deep Forest people possibly be absent?

Therefore, as the chief administrator of the Forest Temple stationed in Hui Guang Kingdom, Bai Li Xiang, who had long been turned by Ji Ming, naturally attends in full dress.

Moreover, after successfully contacting his superiors, he immediately told Ji Ming a piece of information quite valuable.

The Flower-rank envoys who came this time are not just him; there is also another senior elder with considerable status in the church.

Moreover, unlike the research-oriented Bai Li Xiang and assassin-oriented Du She, that person is the church's overseer specially responsible for settling internal affairs.

Although we don't know his true strength, but considering his battle record…… if this old ancestor truly makes a move, he probably wouldn't be weaker than Lord Xijue.

Good grief, the Deep Forest Boxing King, right?

【The arrival of such people, is it because of your failure?】

Faced with Ji Ming's question, Bai Li Xiang merely said a sentence.

【The Forest Temple is stricter than you imagine】

Wow, how does it feel that this sentence carries a sense of grievance between the lines?

Ji Ming could only reply with a sentence.

【Mm, thanks for your hard work, rest assured, when the organization next has need, it should be the time you end your undercover life】

【OK】

But since it was just said that the ones coming are 'Deep Forest people', it couldn't possibly be only the Forest Temple bunch.

In fact, as at least a former traditional ally of Hui Guang, Deep Forest still maintains an office in Qixia City to this day; it's quite normal to be able to rush over one or two of them at such a time.

But he told Ji Ming that the person currently dueling that left magic dragon in the dark is precisely that person; Ji Ming still couldn't help but tense up.

Good grief, Hui Guang pills, ah—how can they still let the enemy nation's high-ranking combat power sneak into the Royal Capital?