Volume 4 Chapter 97

Volume 4 + Chapter 97: General Versus General

I can’t accept it. I just can’t accept it!!

Scott refused to accept such a reality.

That he had been outmaneuvered by a yellow-haired brat—nothing more than a young dragon—and that she was about to wipe out the foundations the Taylor family had built over so many years?

He stared fixedly at Xia Yi, grinding his molars so hard they were almost about to shatter.

Unfortunately, a gaze could not kill.

After surveying his surroundings, Scott made a decision in his heart.

“Everyone, listen carefully—carry out my next orders!!”

The dragons on the rebel side all turned their eyes toward Scott. Everyone was confused. In such a desperate situation, what chance did he possibly have to turn things around?

“All of you, charge forward! No retreat! Hold them back—no retreat! This is an order! Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot!”

After leaving those words behind, Scott turned around without hesitation and began to flee.

“This…?!”

This utterly outrageous maneuver left the rebels completely dumbfounded.

What did this mean?

Sending everyone here to die, while he, one of the most important commanders on the battlefield, chose to run away himself?

Yes.

This was the decision Scott had made.

Such behavior would indeed disgrace the Taylor family beyond repair, but as the saying goes—

So long as the green hills remain, there will be no worry about firewood.

If he escaped from here now and returned to the northern mines, using his authority and prestige to immediately seize power again, he could continue to wear down the Dragon Clan royal family afterward.

This battle had been completely calculated by Xia Yi. The rebel side had fallen into an absolute disadvantage. Fighting inside the enormous magic array meant there was no chance of victory whatsoever.

Then why not simply withdraw from the magic array?

“You’ve really been driven into desperation, Scott. In the end, you’re nothing more than a noble who only cares about his own interests. Do you really not understand what consequences such behavior brings on a battlefield?”

Xia Yi wore a look of utter disdain.

“Did you really think that after setting up a magic array, I would let you leave so easily?”

Scott had already flown to the edge of the massive magic array. Just as he was about to escape, a powerful surge of magical energy slammed into him, rebounding him straight back.

“Why… can’t I get out?!”

Passing through this point should have allowed him to leave the magic array, enter the blizzard, and return to the northern mines.

Yet no matter how much strength he exerted, he could not break through the barrier before him.

The gap in strength made it impossible for him to force his way through.

“Ugh—AAAAAAAH!!”

Because Scott was the first dragon to attempt escape, he drew the attention of the Black Knight.

The berserk Black Knight crushed the head of a dragon corpse beneath his foot and charged straight toward Scott.

Hearing the Black Knight’s beast-like roar, Scott was instantly plunged into overwhelming terror.

“Stop that monster!! Didn’t you hear my order?!”

He bellowed furiously.

But not a single rebel stepped forward, willing to give their life for Scott.

This was the consequence of the foolish order he had just issued.

“No… no… let me leave this place!!”

With the presence of death closing in on him, Scott completely lost his sanity.

Ignoring the blood streaming down his scalp, he slammed himself again and again into the magical barrier, trying desperately to smash through the solid wall.

But it was nothing more than a delusional struggle.

The Black Knight leaped above Scott’s head, raising the massive black greatsword high.

Despite the difference in size between them, Scott looked up at the Black Knight like hunted prey. In his eyes was nothing but pleading and despair.

However, the Black Knight showed no mercy.

Boom!

The black greatsword crashed down. Black battle aura mixed with wild crimson fury erupted forth, cleaving Scott’s entire head clean off.

The ruler who had once controlled the extreme north met a thoroughly ignoble end, reduced to a headless dragon corpse.

Everyone now understood—escape was no longer an option.

Yet just then, Leonard’s sudden words shocked them all.

“Everyone, follow my command! Hold back all the Dragon Clan royal family’s combat power for one minute!” Leonard ordered.

Was Leonard trying to flee like Scott?

That was everyone’s first reaction.

But the very next second, they realized they were wrong.

This warlord who had dominated the northern polar regions stomped out his cigar, flung off his coat, fixed his glare on the Silver Dragon Princess, and roared out her name.

“Xia Yi · Christie!!!”

Before all eyes, Leonard unleashed his true dragon form and charged toward the Silver Dragon Princess with a deafening roar.

Everyone understood.

Leonard intended to settle this in the Dragon Clan’s way—no schemes, no tricks. A pure contest of strength: general versus general!

This might be the last chance to turn the tide.

Because the strongest dragon present was Leonard himself. If even he could not defeat Xia Yi, then no one else stood any chance.

The rebels sprang into action. To allow Leonard to reach Xia Yi, they exhausted every effort to block the Dragons on her side.

“The supreme leader of the Northern Rebellion Army, unlike that disgraceful noble, does have some backbone.”

Xia Yi raised her hand. She had no intention of moving or dodging.

“Come, Leonard. I accept your challenge.”

Having fully unleashed his dragon form, Leonard raised his massive palm. Purple lightning and raging thunder burst forth between his claws as he charged straight at Xia Yi.

“Raging Thunder—Heaven’s Dominion!”

The berserk thunder dragon, with his enormous body, unleashed his strongest attack at the small-framed Xia Yi.

Blinding lightning flooded the space, making it almost impossible to keep one’s eyes open. The air shook violently, leaving people barely able to stand.

No one dared underestimate such domineering power!

“Holy Sword—Gram!”

A holy sword sigil appeared on Xia Yi’s hand as the holy blade answered her call.

At that moment, golden light flowed from the holy sword as it trembled faintly.

She swung only once.

“Sever!”

Golden radiance cleaved through the lightning, shattering all the brilliant thunder into nothingness.

Everyone saw it clearly—the holy sword’s arc struck Leonard, pierced through the defense of dragon scales, cut into flesh, and sent dragon blood spraying. The sword aura even severed half of his dragon wing, causing him to crash to the ground.

The rebels fell into dead silence, eyes wide open, scarcely believing what they had just witnessed—just… one strike?

“Is there anything else you wish to say, Leonard?”

Xia Yi flicked her hand. The holy sword sigil dimmed, the holy blade dispersed, and the outcome was already decided.

Leonard finally realized that the silver-haired loli who looked like she could be knocked over with a push had long surpassed him by an overwhelming margin.

It was he who had lost.

There was no dispute about the result. Xia Yi had accepted Leonard’s challenge and had not even relied on the magic array’s attacks.

Leonard struggled to his feet and, facing everyone, issued the final order of his life as the supreme leader of the Northern Rebellion Army.