I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 848

Chapter 61: Breakthrough and Reinforcements

With those words, the black dragon’s expression twisted into the most grotesque snarl.

A violent pressure unleashed around, causing the pack of dragons to mourn and even disrupting the projections of the two celestial dragons.

The leader of the dragon horde, Bahamut. He’s also their common father.

The true lord of the skies, the dark gold king who led the dragon race through the mythical era. Even among the gods, he’s one of the most powerful and awe-inspiring entities.

However, upon hearing this long-forgotten name, Nidhogg’s eyes blazed with an unquenchable hatred.

Chilling purple magic energy surged uncontrollably, mixed with the hatred it couldn’t forget for several epochs, leaving no trace of affection for its kin.

“That old fossil…”

“Even if he’s dead, is he still teaming up with these filthy humans?!”

Its unwilling roar echoed in the air, kicking up a purple-black storm that showed no signs of calming.

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Dark clouds loomed, and smoke wafted.

The Lionheart capital, Lionheart City.

Once the most prosperous city in the kingdom, a source of pride for its people, now stained with blood and gloom under the relentless warfare.

The towering, majestic city walls were pockmarked from enduring too many assaults, while the fiery red magic formations cast by the court mages lay damaged in many places, dimming significantly.

The fierce battles had hardly ever ceased.

The corpses from last night still lay unburied when the dragons launched a new wave of attacks with the arrival of morning.

The flying dragons had overwhelming advantages over humans on the plain, making the best strategy to rely on the city walls for defense, exhausting the dragon’s numbers, and waiting for a chance to counterattack.

This was the valuable lesson learned from the Second Dragon War nineteen years ago.

But now, the knights had to admit that this strategy was no longer applicable.

As the rulers of the skies, the flying dragons made up the majority of their kind.

But besides them, there were also the swift dragons that could dodge arrows and quickly scale the walls, as well as the armored dragons, with thick scales and mighty tails, posing a huge threat to the city gates. In addition to fire dragons, there were frost dragons, acid dragons, and other species, catching the knights off guard.

The already overburdened ballistae and catapults resumed their operation, soldiers wielding spears and shields fought desperately to hold their ground, and griffon knights took to the air once more to engage the flying dragons in deadly combat.

The sky was shrouded in fire and smoke, clouds seemed stained with blood, and the battered city walls trembled under the dragon’s assault, creating a hellish scene that wore down the minds of everyone on the battlefield.

The king, standing on the walls, watched the knights fall one by one, his fists clenched tight, unable to take action.

Indeed, the intervention of a high-level Extraordinary Being could easily reverse the current setback, but that would only invite more flaws, drawing out that truly dangerous individual.

In the depths of the distant dragon horde, a chilling and sinister aura unabashedly exerted its pressure on Robert.

Since his earlier battle with Nidhogg, where he sustained serious injuries, Robert’s condition had been far from good. If he rashly faced the Seven Celestial Dragons, he would only plunge the morale of his kingdom into the depths of despair.

So, Robert Reinhardt, the king who once led the kingdom’s eleven knights against the Bloodfire Dragon and turned the tide, now found himself powerless to do anything.

He could only watch, piece by piece, as the capital fell under the dragon’s onslaught.

That feeling was anything but pleasant.

But soon, it became more than just unpleasant.

“Roar!”

A young Sequence 5 griffon knight collapsed from exhaustion, plummeting from the sky.

The loss of mid-tier combat strength left a critical gap on the battlefield, and a pure-blood giant dragon wrapped in acidic liquid seized the opportunity, bursting through the barrier.

The eerie green poison not only devoured flesh and armor but was also the bane of magical barriers.

With this breach, massive numbers of flying dragons surged inside the barrier.

The Sequence 5 in the capital was but a handful, while everyone else was tied up dealing with fellow mid-tier Sequence 5s, leaving no one free to assist, including the griffon knights.

And for ordinary soldiers, it was almost impossible to suppress a Sequence 5 with sheer numbers.

Several hundred foot soldiers massed in a frenzy at the front, only to see the acid-winged giant dragon grinning, its terrifying acid rain pouring down like a deluge, penetrating steel and flesh, even devouring the bones, resulting in a scene of sheer horror.

Flames erupted everywhere.

Locking gazes on the acid dragon below, Robert could no longer hold back—he was ready to join the fray.

Meanwhile, on the distant mountains, a green-haired man couldn’t help but reveal a bloodthirsty smile.

But at that moment, a loud cry pierced through the smoke.

Crimson flames shot out like arrows from a released bow, piercing the enemy ranks.

Following closely were a large number of griffon knights, alongside soaring fireballs and Holy Light.

“That’s… Her Highness the Princess!”

“The southern reinforcements and students from the magic academy, they’re safe!”

“Holy Light be praised! There are also holy practitioners from White Harbor and mages from Academy City!”

“It’s reinforcements, it’s the Princess’s reinforcements!”

The sudden arrival of reinforcements plugged the deadly gap and boosted morale.

The Princess’s arrival spoke volumes; who among the noble families of the Lionheart faction wasn’t proud, or who from humble beginnings didn’t hold hope? Their presence alone reignited hope within the heads of noble families and their retainers.

The holy practitioners and mages further exhilarated the followers of the Holy Light, reminding them that their kinsmen beyond the kingdom had not stood idly by.

At last, Robert exhaled, releasing his clenched fists.

The newly arrived griffon knights, in peak condition, coordinated with the fireball support from the red sorcerers and the Holy Light enhancements from the holy practitioners, cutting through the enemy like a sharp blade, nearly sweeping away all the flying dragons that had invaded the capital.

But in the end, they still couldn’t drive them all back.

Only the acid-winged giant dragon stood firm, firmly embedded like a nail, fighting to the death. No matter how sharp the blade, or how fierce the griffons or fireballs, they couldn’t pierce the dragon scales. Meanwhile, the giant dragon spread its wings, unleashing a deadly rain of acid, deterring even the bravest griffon knights from closing in.

The battlefield remained intense, while the capital sat in a deadlock.

Until the golden-red griffon soared down, with the crimson princess leading the charge.

Her military cloak billowed in the wind, alongside her flame-like red hair and surging flames.

Her ruby eyes seemed filled with the majesty of the Lion King, even pure-blooded giant dragons couldn’t help but feel a pang of fear at the roaring flames.

But the pride of the dragon race wouldn’t allow it to retreat, nor admit that it feared a mere Sequence 6 mortal.

The acid dragon curled its lips, its eyes glimmering: “The youngest scion of the Reinhardt royal family… daring to face my loyal servant, Acidwing. Your courage deserves praise.”

“But I must tell you, a Sequence 5 griffon knight just perished in my acid! What can a mere Sequence 6 do against me?!”

No answer.

Charlotte first scanned her surroundings, as if imprinting her war-torn homeland deep into her soul, before finally looking up at the giant dragon and smirking in disdain.

“Funny, I also want to tell you that the last pure-blood giant dragon to face me, the frost dragon clan’s Frostclaw, is already dead.”