Volume 4 Chapter 224
by Need_More_SleepVolume 4 + Chapter 224: The Divine Right of The Dragon
Beat her until she was willing to listen?
Elizabeth was hearing such an arrogant statement for the first time.
Among the enemies she had fought, none had ever looked down on her.
Yet Cynthia’s words sounded as if she believed victory was assured.
“Don’t get too full of yourself! You’ll pay for your foolishness, young Dragon King!”
Elizabeth swung the crimson sword in her hand, unleashing a slash that made space itself tremble.
“Inferno, Scorch the Heavens!”
The massive ice cross was instantly vaporized within the flames. Elizabeth’s attack landed squarely on Cynthia, engulfing her in endless, weaponized fire.
However, within the blaze, the girl’s form gradually grew, continuously expanding, transforming into a silver dragon.
“Rooooar——!”
The Dragon King’s roar erupted. Cynthia also released her true dragon form—a majestic dragon of supreme dignity. A colossal silver divine halo rose behind her. The oppressive aura she released spread out like a tidal wave, swiftly sweeping across the entire battlefield.
Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, many on the battlefield could no longer withstand this pressure. Losing even the qualification to stand, they lost consciousness and fell one after another.
The silver dragon began gathering dragon breath imbued with destructive fluctuations, causing Elizabeth’s expression to change drastically.
In the Mythical Era, for a High-Race King to protect their people and safeguard their divine right, absolute strength was a hard requirement.
Although realm didn’t directly equate to power, it could roughly reflect it.
The average High-Race King’s realm level started at least at the Seventh Tier.
Elizabeth’s strength lay in her higher realm compared to other High-Race Kings. She had crossed a higher threshold, stepping into the Eighth Tier.
To her surprise, this newly ascended Dragon King before her was also at the Eighth Tier, the same as her.
The colossal silver dragon unleashed its destructive breath towards Elizabeth. In that instant, an ice-blue radiance enveloped the entire space, as if heaven and earth were frozen, carrying the power to annihilate all things, descending upon her head.
The Silver Dragon Queen was not joking, she truly possessed strength capable of matching the Vampire Ancestor.
Elizabeth realized it: if she continued to underestimate her opponent, the one to die in this battle… would be herself.
“Blood Sea: Unseal!”
The Vampire Ancestor raised her hand and clenched it fiercely. An endless bloody sea seemed to cascade down from the void, covering the entire battlefield.
The divine halo blazed with a bloody radiance. Surging magic power burned continuously, transforming into earth-shattering blood magic.
“Divine Right of Blood: Dance of the Whales!”
From within the bloody sea, countless dark silhouettes emerged. The songs of whales intertwined, filling every inch of space.
Thousands of bloody whales surged up from beneath the sea’s surface, leaping into the air, forming a barrier protecting the Vampire Ancestor. The scene was awe-inspiring, like a spectacular dance.
This was a clash of divine rights against divine rights.
From this moment, the battlefield had nothing to do with ordinary beings.
The destructive ice dragon breath struck the bloody whales.
BOOM!!!
The ice dragon breath pierced through the barrier of bloody whales.
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. She began extreme, precise manipulation, sending wave after wave of bloody whales to block the path. Each obstruction slightly deflected the direction of the dragon breath.
In the end, Cynthia’s dragon breath grazed past her, crashing into distant mountain ranges, obliterating a stretch of continuous peaks from the land.
“Your strength is somewhat greater than I anticipated.”
Elizabeth’s expression changed.
“Now… I want to seriously kill you, to drink your Dragon King’s blood. You have that value, Cynthia.”
Cynthia landed on the surface of the blood sea and smiled. “Elizabeth, come and kill me then.”
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…
Ten days later.
“Cough, cough…”
Elizabeth clutched her chest, coughing weakly.
It had been ten days since the battle with Cynthia began.
Throughout this time, the two had fought relentlessly, without a moment’s respite.
Every second, the Vampire Ancestor thought about how to kill the other.
However, no one expected this battle to last so long, still without a conclusion.
The blood sea Elizabeth initially unleashed using her divine right had now dwindled to just a river of blood.
She didn’t know how many times she had been brought to the brink of death during the fight. Each time, she used the blood sea to repair her injuries. Under continuous depletion, it had reached its current state.
But looking at Cynthia’s side, she hadn’t gained much advantage either.
This newly ascended Dragon King could no longer maintain her true dragon form and had chosen to fight in her less energy-consuming humanoid form.
She panted heavily, her body covered in wounds. If not for the exaggerated super-regeneration characteristic of a Dragon King, enhanced by her divine right, she would have fallen long ago.
Both were entities difficult to kill. Under these circumstances, the battle turned into a contest of endurance.
“Elizabeth, so… are you willing to listen to me now?” Cynthia said, gasping for breath. “I want… to end this age of chaos. But I know, I know that with my strength alone, it’s not enough…”
“I don’t want to play house with you…! I just want to kill you!”
“But…”
“Enough! For today… Let’s stop here. We’ll decide victory or defeat next time… I will definitely take your… life…”
Elizabeth didn’t want to talk anymore.
With the war reaching this point, it could essentially be declared a temporary failure for the vampires.
She simply couldn’t fathom Cynthia’s thoughts. Who knew if this was some kind of scheme?
If they continued fighting until both sides were exhausted, the other side could send dragon powerhouses to completely mop up her forces.
On Elizabeth’s side, not anticipating this situation, naturally, she had no preparations.
She wouldn’t take that risk.
“Elizabeth…”
Cynthia wanted to continue communicating with Elizabeth, but the other gave no opportunity.
The Vampire Ancestor retracted the river of blood, reorganized her remaining forces, and led the retreat.
“Your Majesty, should we pursue?”
Dragon powerhouses, seeing the vampire retreat, came forward to ask Cynthia.
Cynthia shook her head. “If you send people after them now, Elizabeth will kill them. She still retains some strength to ensure her retreat succeeds.”
Hearing this news, the dragon powerhouses felt regretful and sighed.
The Silver Dragon Queen gazed at the departing Vampire Ancestor. “It seems it will still take some time to change your mind, Elizabeth.”
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In the Vampire Clan imperial palace, Elizabeth leaned on the Vampire Ancestor’s throne, her eyes closed in contemplation.
“Divine Ancestor…”
Elizabeth’s subordinates seemed to have something to say but hesitated, not daring to disturb her excessively.
The Vampire Ancestor was deeply troubled.
The source of this vexation was none other than the current dragon ruler—Cynthia.
In truth, a very long time had passed since the last retreat.
The battle between Elizabeth and Cynthia had made this newly ascended Silver Dragon Queen’s reputation resound across the world.
To fight the Vampire Ancestor to a standstill, with neither side achieving victory—how astonishing!
The only one displeased was Elizabeth.
She despised Cynthia.
During this period, Elizabeth repeatedly led armies to attack dragon territory, engaging Cynthia in direct confrontation.
Each time, Cynthia said almost the same things.
As High-Race Kings, in the adult world, one shouldn’t focus on right or wrong but consider benefits more.
Yet that Cynthia kept spouting nonsense about pacifying the age of chaos…
Absurd! Utterly ridiculous!!
Doing such a thing offered no benefits whatsoever. What advantage did it bring to the dragon race?
Different races were filled with prejudices, how could they possibly coexist peacefully?
And yet such a naive individual possessed power surpassing all others…
Perhaps this was the root of Elizabeth’s displeasure. After all, she had long abandoned such naivety.
“That woman is just too foolish,” Elizabeth murmured softly.
For now, she couldn’t do anything about Cynthia.
Because the outcome of every battle left her at no advantage.
“Is there truly no way to defeat Cynthia at this stage?”
“Divine Ancestor, perhaps there is a way.”
Below, one of Elizabeth’s subordinates spoke up.
Elizabeth shifted her gaze downward. “What insight do you have?”
“I dare not claim insight. Compared to the Divine Ancestor, I am merely a mundane being…”
“Speak freely.”
“Yes.”
Having received permission, Elizabeth’s subordinate began to explain his thoughts.
“Divine Ancestor, in my humble opinion, this Silver Dragon Queen is far too naive compared to the previous Dragon King. She actually wants to invite you to join her in ending this age of chaos. Despite your repeated refusals, she persists. It’s utterly absurd!”
“I am well aware.”
“You could exploit that naivety,” Elizabeth’s subordinate advised. “If you somewhat accommodate her wishes, perhaps she will fall into a trap.”
Upon hearing this, Elizabeth became pensive.
Initially, using force to crush the opponent would have been the best choice. Perhaps her previous actions had indeed been somewhat driven by pettiness, falling into the other’s rhythm, stubbornly trying to prove everything through strength.
But if using underhanded methods was an option, she wouldn’t be opposed.
After all, this was war, not child’s play.
There was no place for nobility or honor here.
Only success and failure.
“Hmph, you’re right. I don’t need to be so fixated on crushing Cynthia head-on. I only care about the outcome—seeing the look of crumbling defeat on her face when she fails.”
…
In the dragon imperial palace.
“Your Majesty, an envoy from the vampires has delivered a letter, saying it must be handed to you personally.”
“Who wrote it?”
“The Vampire Ancestor.”
“Oh?”
Hearing her subordinate’s report, Cynthia was somewhat surprised.
She took the letter and read it from start to finish. Her expression changed.
“Your Majesty, what does the Vampire Ancestor write?”
“Elizabeth has finally softened her stance. She’s giving me a chance. She wants a fair duel with me, one-on-one, no other subordinates allowed. A battle wagering the honor of High-Race Kings. If I can defeat her, she agrees to join forces with me.”
“A duel… with you?” Cynthia’s subordinate’s eyes widened. “Your Majesty, that’s dangerous! Be careful, there might be a trap! The Vampire Ancestor is a ruthless ruler. You must be cautious!”
“It’s alright.”
“You must not trust the Vampire Ancestor!”
“Don’t worry. I have a sense of the situation.”
No matter how her subordinates urged and advised, Cynthia insisted on her own view, determined to meet Elizabeth alone.
…
Following the instructions in the letter, Cynthia came alone to the designated location.
This was a neutral zone on this land, belonging neither to the dragons nor the vampire.
Upon her arrival, Elizabeth was already waiting.
“Elizabeth, I’ve come as promised,” Cynthia said. “As agreed, I’ve come alone to duel with you.”
“Heh, to think you actually dared to come… Cynthia.”
Elizabeth twirled a strand of her hair, revealing a sinister smile.
“Perhaps I should praise you for being a naive fool.”
As soon as her words fell, the earth changed. Crimson magic arrays covered the area. Blood-red lines shot into the sky, intertwining like a gigantic barrier, sealing down the region.
“This is…?”
Cynthia’s eyes widened.
“This is the Blood Prison Slaughter Array. Once activated, unless the caster deactivates it, it creates an absolute seal, severing any thoughts of escape,” Elizabeth explained. “If you try to destroy it with force, it’s impossible. The core of the Blood Prison Slaughter Array is within my kingdom, this is just a long-distance projection.”
“…”
“Sustaining the array are the citizens who worship me. They will provide me with a continuous stream of faith power, replenishing my blood sea. Fighting you now is unlike before. My energy is now… limitless!”
Elizabeth declared.
Under equal conditions, she and Cynthia indeed found it hard to determine a victor.
But now the situation is different. Within the Blood Prison Slaughter Array, her mana pool was virtually infinite, and her blood pool capacity was also unlimited.
On Cynthia’s side, there was only her alone.
The current situation was as if Cynthia was facing Elizabeth plus the entire Vampire Clan.
One could say the outcome was decided the moment Cynthia set foot here.
“Cynthia, die here for your absurd dream!”
Elizabeth activated her divine halo and simultaneously released her domain, transforming the battlefield into the night most advantageous for vampire.
“Domain Manifestation: Monarch of the Night!”
She looked at Cynthia expectantly, wanting to see the other’s expression of furious accusation, asking why she resorted to such means, why she lied.
However…
Cynthia showed no panic.
“Elizabeth, so you’ve gone to such lengths to defeat me. Then, I shall respond to you with my all. Today, I will reveal my true strength.”
“Respond? What are you saying? You’re already in a desperate situation, doomed! Don’t talk about true strength, you cannot reverse this situation!” Elizabeth felt immense rage at Cynthia’s attitude.
“Other High-Race Kings would likely die here. However…”
Cynthia raised her hand. A divine halo manifested behind her. A spatial rift appeared in her palm.
Before others, she employed a hidden divine right ability for the first time.
Dreams might be mocked, perhaps for one reason: insufficient personal strength, making them seem vague and illusory.
But what if one possessed sufficient strength?
“Dragon Divine Right: Spatial Mastery.”
[Translator’s Note: I decided to stick with Cynthia instead of Selenite starting this Chapter.]
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