The Twin Dragon Kings

This sentence from Elizabeth sent Noa’s thoughts drifting back to twenty years ago.

“Speaking of which, when that incident happened, we were still traveling the world, weren’t we?”

“The lives of a hundred thousand people, gone just like that.”

“It was also that incident that caused Randolph to lose his chance to advance to the Emperor-Tier and fall from his position as Pope.”

Elizabeth clasped her hands behind her back, gazing in the direction of the Church of Creation.

She naturally knew which incident Noa was talking about.

“That man, Randolph, his motives may not be evil, but his methods are too extreme.”

“That incident twenty years ago was just like that.”

“Although it was not his intention, it was ultimately caused by him.”

“If he hadn’t done the former emperor a favor, I wouldn’t have let him take a single step into Servia.”

After speaking, Elizabeth paused, looked at Noa’s side profile, and asked.

“Let’s not talk about this. Have you gathered any intelligence on the Dragon King of Madness, Demeter?”

Noa silently shook her head.

Her reply was within Elizabeth’s expectations.

More than a decade ago, for some unknown reason, the soul of the Dragon King of Madness had escaped from its seal.

Since then, even with all the Dragon-Slaying Guard’s intelligence points searching at full capacity, there had been no news to this day.

No one knew where it had gone.

“Never mind. It’s just hiding somewhere, plotting to break its main body’s seal.”

“The Dragon King of Madness specializes in psychic power. It’s very special, but in terms of individual combat strength, it ranks last among the Twelve Dragon Kings.”

“Without the protection of the other Dragon Kings, even if it breaks the seal, it won’t be able to stir up much trouble.”

Elizabeth was not underestimating the power of the Dragon Kings; she was merely stating a fact.

The Dragon King of Madness specialized in mental manipulation and group attacks.

But in a one-on-one fight, it was far inferior to the other Dragon Kings.

“What Your Majesty says is true.”

Noa said, “According to the current Pope’s Divination Magic, the Twelve Dragon Kings are reviving one after another, and disaster will return.”

“The Sea Dragon King has already been verified, and the Dragon King of Madness has also shown signs of activity. Who do you think will be the next Dragon King?”

“Your Majesty, according to the information sent back from the Dragon-Slaying Guard’s intelligence points, there are abnormalities in four Dragon King seals.”

“Among them, there are two in Hermes Province, and one each in Salzburg Province and Morton Province.”

Hearing these words, Elizabeth frowned.

Four abnormalities at the same time, and two of them in Hermes Province.

She had originally planned to send Aphra to Hermes Province to sign a peace treaty with the Red Scorpion Kingdom.

Looking at it this way, this signing might not be so smooth.

“Those two in Hermes Province, they are the seventh and eighth-ranked Twin Dragon Kings, right?”

“Precisely.”

Noa nodded. The seventh and eighth Dragon Kings were somewhat special compared to the others.

They were twins, inseparable in life and death, and could even coordinate to launch combination attacks.

With the two of them working together, their combat power would be no less than that of the third Dragon King.

If they were allowed to break the seal, it would be much more troublesome.

“…”

Elizabeth gazed in the direction of Hermes Province, lost in thought.

…

At the backyard of the orphanage.

Time passed quietly in the tense wait, and it was approaching midnight.

The moon had climbed to its zenith, its bleak light blanketing the earth.

The five of them concealed their auras, their gazes locked on the large oak tree.

Waiting for the necromancer to appear.

On the second floor of the orphanage building in the distance.

Behind a certain window, Charn’s withered figure stood, taking in everything in the backyard.

A complex expression was on his deeply lined face.

He hadn’t expected these few young people to come again tonight.

As a Top-Tier Priest, Charn was not lacking in experience.

He knew very well what that necromancer was plotting.

He knew even better that with just these few young people, wanting to kill a well-prepared necromancer.

The possibility was minuscule.

That they had managed to destroy a spell puppet last night was already an unexpected performance.

But today, everything was completely different.

Charn shook his head and sighed.

These young people might have guessed that the enemy wanted to fuse an Evil Spirit Knight.

But they probably hadn’t expected.

That at this stage, as long as the necromancer wanted, the Evil Spirit Knight could be successfully fused ahead of schedule.

It would just be a bit weaker than expected.

But that was not something they could defeat.

Charn could almost foresee.

What a desperate situation Black and the others would face when that Evil Spirit Knight descended. The probability of being completely annihilated was very high.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He was hesitating whether he should intervene later.

He was no match for the Evil Spirit Knight.

But with his foundation as a Top-Tier Priest and his familiarity with this place, helping these few young people escape at a critical moment.

It shouldn’t be a big problem.

It would just be much more troublesome afterward.

In a corner of the backyard, unnoticed by Charn.

The little girl named Dylan also stood quietly.

She silently watched the scene under the large oak tree.

Her gaze was very clear, as if she could see something deeper.

“Hoo.”

An icy wind blew through the backyard without warning, rolling up the dry leaves on the ground and bringing with it a nauseating smell of rotting flesh.

‘He’s here!’

The moment this aura appeared, the nerves of the group instantly tensed.

Sure enough, the shadows under the large oak tree began to writhe unnaturally.

Then, one by one, pale skeletons, with ghostly blue soul flames flickering in their eye sockets, stepped out of the shadows.

They held rusty swords and blades.

Although their individual auras were far from as strong as the monsters possessed by evil spirits last night.

Their numbers were much larger, densely packed.

Clearly, for tonight, the necromancer had brought out a lot of his reserves.

In the center of this sea of skeletons.

A figure, dressed identically to the spell puppet from last night, slowly emerged.

He wore a large black cloak that completely concealed his figure.

He held a staff with a skull inlaid at its tip.

The true body of the necromancer had finally appeared.

Jianye stared at that figure, a little impressed by the other’s courage.

Although she and Black had both speculated that the other party, in order to complete the fusion of the Evil Spirit Knight.

Might take the risk and return to this exposed location.

But in her assessment, this probability was actually less than half.

With the casting location exposed, it meant that it was very likely to be ambushed again.

A normal person would choose to lay low for a while or change locations.

However, the other party had still come.

Openly, as if fearless.

What gave him such confidence?

Jianye’s brows furrowed slightly, and her mind raced.

Excluding all unreasonable options, the only remaining possibility.

Was that the other party had nearly one hundred percent certainty that he could complete the fusion of the Evil Spirit Knight before they could defeat him!

Once that terrifying creation descended, the battle situation would be instantly reversed.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously turned her head.

And glanced at Black not far away from the corner of her eye.