Volume 4 Chapter 117

Volume 4 + Chapter 117: Coming To Protect

“Xia Lulu, I’ll be going now~”

After concluding their discussion, Xia Yi chose to take her leave and departed from Xia Lulu’s office, not wishing to impose any further.

“There’s been quite a lot going on lately…”

Xia Lulu pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling that there truly had been many situations recently.

Fortunately, she had chosen to seek out Dorothea earlier to stabilize her power.

If, amidst these frequent internal and external troubles, the supreme ruler of the dragon clan were to reveal any weakness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She stood up from her seat and walked to the window, intending to relax by looking at the scenery outside.

At that moment, Xia Yi’s figure was reflected in the glass as she opened the room’s door, preparing to leave.

It was just a casual glance from Xia Lulu, but she spotted something strange on Xia Yi.

A little black… butterfly?

What was going on?

Xia Lulu widened her eyes.

That black butterfly had alighted on Xia Yi’s large tail. Unlike an ordinary creature, its form was somewhat unstable, its edges constantly shifting and distorting.

Xia Yi seemed unaware that a little butterfly was following her. Just like that, without the slightest awareness, she left the office and closed the door.

“…Something doesn’t seem right.”

Xia Lulu turned and walked out as well.

“Xia Yi!”

“Huh? Xia Lulu, what’s wrong?”

Xia Yi looked at Xia Lulu in confusion.

“Don’t move.”

Xia Lulu moved behind Xia Yi, intending to get a closer look at that little black butterfly, but found—

“It’s gone?”

“Gone? Xia Lulu, what are you talking about?”

Xia Yi was completely baffled by Xia Lulu’s actions. She turned her head to look at her own tail—there was nothing on it.

“…”

Xia Lulu pinched her chin and fell into silence.

Had the little butterfly flown away just now, or was it her own illusion?

“Xia Lulu, don’t just stay silent. Did something scary happen just now? This is actually a bit frightening!”

“It’s nothing, Xia Yi. I must have been overthinking it,” Xia Lulu shook her head.

……

“Who would have thought that the first to come and attack the Crimson Empire would be a renowned high-ranking race, and with their ruler personally leading the charge.”

“His name is known far and wide across the world, it’s practically a household name. That army is like a force of nature… the King of the Storm, Daleks.”

“I don’t quite understand. Why would the undead race be the first to strike? Both the undead and the vampire clan are considered dark creatures, and their past conflicts haven’t been particularly severe.”

“Daleks’ strength is not to be underestimated. Even kings of high-ranking races view him with trepidation…”

“Today’s battle, regardless of the outcome, will determine the direction of the war going forward.”

At this very moment, almost every nation and race—except for the isolated dragon clan—received explosive news.

The Storm King Daleks had led his undead legion forward, arriving at the borders of the Crimson Empire.

The Vampire Ancestor Elizabeth had also personally come forth to confront the formidable Storm King.

……

At the border, the Storm King and the Vampire Ancestor stood facing each other, observing one another in silence.

The vampire army had been given orders not to act without permission.

Thus, led by pure-blooded powerhouses headed by Herman, the soldiers watched silently from a distance.

On the Storm King’s side, the undead legion also stood by, held in readiness by his will.

“Vampire Queen.”

The Storm King was the first to speak.

“Are you the Undead King of this era?” Elizabeth inquired.

“Yes.”

“I am the Vampire Ancestor, Elizabeth. I have already proclaimed my identity to all races,” Elizabeth stated. “When addressing me, you should use this title.”

“Apologies, did not, receive, notification,” the Storm King replied. “Title, corrected, Vampire Ancestor.”

Elizabeth blinked, somewhat surprised.

The Undead King before her wore decaying armor. Beneath it, his form was indistinct to the naked eye, appearing only as a blurred mass of darkness. A ghostly blue flame, symbolizing the spirits of the dead, burned quietly within. Despite giving no commands, he silently subdued the restless undead around him.

Despite being such an imposing figure, he was unexpectedly courteous.

“Actually, I had considered sending a declaration to you as well, formally declaring war on your undead race,” Elizabeth said with some helplessness. “But your people are rather hard to locate.”

“Because we are always on the move,” the Storm King replied. “The storm cannot cease.”

“The Undead King of this era is quite interesting. The utterly ill-mannered skeletons of the past are really a different type altogether.”

Elizabeth sighed with a touch of emotion.

“So then, you who are the storm, have you not merely come to the Crimson Empire for sightseeing and tourism?”

“I did not come for conflict.”

“Really? Is that so?”

“Vampire Ancestor, cease this war,” the Storm King said seriously. “Your, actions will bring destruction to this land.”

“…”

“Unnatural phenomena have appeared. This is an omen. Ceasing now is still in time.”

“What do you intend to do?”

“Protect this land.”

“Heh heh heh.”

Elizabeth laughed, as if she had heard an exceptionally humorous joke.

“While constantly devouring the lives on this land, you claim to want to protect it? Storm King, you certainly have a talent for telling cold jokes~”

“The undead are also, life. Merely, different from ordinary life. But, life exists for the continuation of the race,” the Storm King explained. “Yet, disaster holds meaning, not for this purpose.”

“So, your meaning is that you want me to stop waging war against the outside world, correct?”

“Correct,” the Storm King nodded. “I have come for this purpose.”

“And if I refuse your proposal?”

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. Her smile vanished instantly, replaced by a sharp, murderous intent between her brows.

“Spilled water cannot be gathered back. War is not child’s play, Storm King. This is the conquest of the weak by the strong, a means to achieve an end. With what method do you plan to make me abandon my long-held aspiration?”

“Battle.”

The Storm King’s voice was filled with killing intent.

A concise and powerful reply.

Nothing was more persuasive than this. The strong prevail over the weak.

The victorious side decides everything.

“Then as you wish, Storm King!”

Elizabeth’s eyes emitted a faint glow as the divine halo manifested behind her.

At that moment, the Storm King lifted his suppression of the undead legion. All the undead released a frenzy of shrieks.

The darkness beneath Daleks surged outward like a tidal wave. The blue ghostly flames upon him blazed fiercely, like raging fire.

“Domain of Withering, descend!”