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    , using his torso as a weapon, crashed recklessly into Constantine.

    Yet such an attack would be nothing more than an overrate in Constantine’s eyes.

    He raised his sharp, massive dragon claws and easily pinned Anna to the ground.

    The dragon’s claws pierced Anna’s wings and the blood couldn’t stop flowing.

    Anna, who was being held down dead, still tried to fight back as she struggled and attacked Constantine with a constant spray of dragonflame from her mouth.

    But it was still in vain.

    After realizing the absolute power gap between herself and Constantine, Anna was stunned.

    She couldn’t believe that a dragon was this strong.

    But, only a dragon king with such a terrifying power would dare to attack other dragon clans recklessly, right?

    Despair gradually enveloped Anna and the entire Silver Dragon’s army.

    The moment Constantine appeared on the battlefield, everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

    ……

    Within the sanctuary, there was a dead silence and the atmosphere was low to the extreme.

    Moune forced herself not to cry out, burying her little face in her sister’s arms and squeezing the corners of her coat with a death grip.

    Noa’s hands were shaking, the apocalyptic scene before her, where a child like her could withstand it.

    But she still insisted on holding her sister and comforting her.

    Milan and the other group of maids looked at the devastated and ravaged . Anna who was being ravaged and looked at the unrivaled Red Flame Dragon King, all of them were silent.

    There seems to have been …… no need to struggle.

    Loseweather opened her eyes from the pain, she could feel a powerful aura above the battlefield.

    The scent that belongs uniquely to the Dragon King.

    It was Constantine, she knew.

    That hero of the Dragon Race who had pioneered for the Dragon Race thousands of years ago, his strength was a leading existence when looking at all the Dragon Kings.

    “Your Majesty ……”

    Milan lowered his head, not daring to look at Los Vespers, “I’m sorry, we’ve most likely …… already lost. No one can kill a Dragon King of Constantine’s level, no one ……”

    No one in the room refuted this statement because it was the default truth, it was just that Milan dared to put it into words.

    “Slaying the…Dragon King ……”

    Lossweather murmured those four words as she squeezed the sheets underneath her and endured the excruciating pain coming from her abdomen, “Slaying the Dragon King …… Isn’t that the best thing someone can do with a monthly fee group of six,949 three,61 three,5 …… “

    “What did you say, Your Majesty?” The doctor on the sidelines didn’t hear.

    Loseweather closed her eyes, a tired and relieved smile on her pale face.

    At this point, there is no other way.

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