Author: Conquer people with virtue

Theos, who was not sure what the golden aura on his opponent was, made the simplest and most effective choice.

That is to take out your best sword and go up.

Theos doesn't like to give full space to any threatening being.

This is not your stage show!

Infuriating breath of fire!

A bright and dazzling light bloomed from Theos's mouth!

Theos's limbs and claws were firmly grasping the ground, but his huge body was involuntarily pushed backwards several meters, leaving scratch marks on the ground.

Correspondingly, a thin white line of fire shot forward.

Avalon, who stayed where he was, felt the extreme danger almost instantly. The hair on his body stood up and he turned around to get out of the way.

But it was too late. Theos mobilized the muscles in his neck to twist his head, which was somewhat stiff due to the strong thrust.

The line of fire reached Avalon's waist almost instantly.

The originally jumping golden flame was suppressed on the body surface the moment the breath line of fire approached, and then disappeared.

Get out of the way!

Avalon smiled proudly. The golden fighting spirit inspired by golden blood was so powerful that he couldn't even feel the opponent's attack.

But why does Jinlong’s eyes seem to be smiling?

Avalon was not sure whether the dragon could also make rich facial expressions, but he did feel such an emotion from Theos's face.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his body lose balance and fell to the ground.

Then, he noticed the lower body of a body that was still running.

The flame breath with extremely concentrated energy cut open Avalon's body in an instant, and the blazing high temperature sealed the huge wound.

Therefore Avalon felt no pain, not even his nerves responded.

But there is no doubt that the battle between one man and one dragon is over.

"thump."

His lower body, which had not run more than ten meters, lost control and fell to the ground.

Along with Avalon's body falling, there were thousands of orcs.

With Theos's body as the center of the circle, a large fan-shaped area in front was filled with orcs separated by lines of fire. Only a few lucky ones who fell on the ground survived.

Avalon's brain finally began to feel pain. This was because the condensed energy began to escape and the high temperature began to spread to other parts of the body.

"No! I can't die...it's not true!"

Avalon almost cried out, his royal bloodline, his rights, and his desire for the throne were gradually buried along with the spreading heat.

His cries became indistinct and eventually turned into a series of incomprehensible sounds before disappearing.

The fire began to ignite and eventually engulfed his body. For a moment, the area almost became a fire scene.

In the blazing fire all over the ground, only a noble golden figure stood.

"He who is not afraid of fire is the real gold. Obviously, you are not."

Theos flapped his wings and rose into the air.

Next, it will be cleanup time…

The battle between Theos and Avalon started hastily and ended suddenly, but it attracted everyone's attention.

After all, it is difficult to avoid discovering such a big movement.

The moment the breath of infuriating flames appeared, almost everyone stopped in their tracks - except Kawei who was still working as a bulldozer.

Of course Nohill also discovered it.

"The golden dragon...is it actually a golden dragon?"

I don't know why, Nohill actually thought this was very reasonable, and accepted this fact in an instant.

"But, in this way, we win, right?" The stone hanging in Nohir's heart also fell.

Under Theos's persuasion, Nohill finally made up his mind to participate in this war.

On the one hand, she was moved by the enthusiasm and enthusiasm of all the people of Osfir in preparing for war.

On the other hand, it is of course due to the historical legacy of tiefling itself.

Much like the experience of the Blood Hand tribe, their group of tieflings were also expelled from human territory.

Although the process is not as bloody as the orcs, it can even be said to be very peaceful. However, the forms of violence in the world do not only refer to force. Tieflings endure boundless discrimination and differential treatment.

In the end, they chose to leave.

Until now, tieflings still have not found their belonging.

But Theos's words made Nohill feel that it was time to start trying to make some changes...

The moment Theos revealed his true form as the dragon, the situation on the battlefield instantly became unbalanced.

His huge figure hovered in the sky, casting a shadow that swept across the battlefield. The terrifying majesty emanated from his body, covering the panicked orcs on the ground, followed by the flames of the golden dragon.

Breath.

"For Osfir!"

Theos opened his mouth and breathed out a large fire, which could easily wipe out the orcs in large groups with each blow. Although it was an ordinary breath that was not blended with infuriating energy, it was equally terrifying in its power.

The howling kobolds followed closely behind Theos, frantically attacking the orcs who had lost their formation, using their claws and spears.

Nothing can boost their morale like a dragon lord.

They are professionals in helping the dragon and fighting smooth battles!

"Woo!" "Woo!" "Woo!"

A long horn sounded from the edge of the battlefield. At some point, the soldiers from the other three fortresses also chose to take the initiative.

The orcs were leaderless and their morale had long been in disarray. Osfir's four legions squeezed all the orcs into the center of the open space and continued to strangle them.

The battle situation has been decided, and Theos gradually stopped killing and joined Kavi and Nohir.

"What should I call you?" Nohir raised his head to see the head of this giant beast.

"Theos."

Theos grinned. Whether he is a dragonborn or a golden dragon, he is just the carrier of a soul, and his identity is Theos.

Nohir understood what Theos meant in an instant and said, "Thank you."

"But Mr. Theos, since you can easily win the war, why do you bother to do so much... work?"

"Because I want to be a boss." Theos raised his paw and pointed at Nohir. "You are also a boss, so you should understand what I mean."

Theos needs many dependents, but he doesn't want to be a nanny.

After all, if you rush to the front in every fight and do the most work, how can you be considered the boss!

Just as he was about to say something more, Theos suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Let's talk later. I'll be back when I'm gone." Theos flapped his wings, stirred up a gust of wind, and left quickly.

"Sister, let's go back." Creed came to Nohir, they were no longer needed now.

Nohir was about to nod when a warg knight ran over.

"Ms. Nohill, this is the news General Valcke asked me to bring."

The knight handed over a note.

Creed took it, and the two siblings looked down and were shocked.

"Hearthkeep has been captured?!"
Chapter completed!