Chapter 0313-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

One attack.

But even so, she tried to resist.

Fragile dragonflame shot out of his mouth, only for Constantine to not even bother dodging or defending against such a weak attack.

Constantine looked down on Anna from above, his crimson dragon pupils filled with condescension and contempt.

Only Constantine slowly gathered high-purity dragonflame in his mouth, intent on ending Anna’s suffering.

Anna also finally stopped struggling and slowly closed her eyes.

Hundreds of silver dragons rushed towards Constantine without a second thought, but Anna had already been defeated as the temporary leader, her army was unstable, and there was no one to command her, so such a pounce was no different from suicide.

The heat gradually swept over her, and in a blaze of red, Anna seemed to see real death.

But suddenly, there was a sharp bird song in his ears.

In the next moment, the dragonflame that was about to incinerate Anna was dispersed by a single blow.

She opened her eyes, not understanding what was happening.

But looking at Constantine’s reaction, could it be that His …… Majesty has come to support him?

No, it can’t be.

Her Majesty is still in labor, there is no way she could have gotten here under those circumstances.

But who …… can easily defeat Constantine Dragonflame besides Your Majesty?

Constantine slowly raised his dragon’s head, and in front of him was a long gully pierced by lightning, with the corpses of dozens of red dragons lying on either side of this gully.

And at the other end of this gully, in front of the main gate of the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, a single figure stood there.

With his black and silver armor and the lightning flashing around him, there was no doubt that it was the same person who had killed several Red Inferno Dragons in a flash and interrupted Constantine’s fatal strike on Anna.

Constantine narrowed his dragon pupils slightly, “Is that the target ‘they’ were talking about, it looks like …… is very strong indeed.”

Leon took slow steps, not slowing down towards the battlefield in front of him.

The silver paint on the surface of the black and gold chariot gradually air-dried, a simple cover-up to not reveal his human identity before he arrived on the battlefield.

Paint was easy to find, and he used a lot of it when he made the Rubik’s Cube for Noah and Moon.

Back when the war was fought, most of the dragons only recognized the black armor, and the camouflage made now was a bit scribbly, but it was better than nothing.

Besides, it’s nighttime, so it’s hard to see a break without getting up close.

And that strike of a thousand birds just now had used up some of Leon’s magic power stored in the dragon tattoo.

He raised his hand and pressed it to his breastplate, feeling the magic remaining at the moment.

Then, again, he looked up at the massive Constantine before him.

Slightly estimating, “It shouldn’t be much of a problem to kill him before his magic runs out.”

Leon had thought at first that there was no need for him to fight in this battle when he saw the Silver Dragons gradually gaining the upper hand.