Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 674 - 385: Without You, I’m Not Important
"Is this the Valek Town on the map?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
The concealed fairies in mid-air compared the replicated map, looking down at the settlement that had built hundreds of houses according to the mountain terrain.
"Yes, this is it, the nearest human gathering point to our legion."
"So far, there haven’t been any problems with the map."
"If there are any issues, they wouldn’t be in such an obvious spot. Don’t let your guard down."
"Should we go down and take a look? Since Your Majesty sent us to scout, we can’t just fly around in the sky and go back, that would be too irresponsible."
"No need, just release an Eye of Patrol."
The Dragon Elf responding looked down with disdain and reluctance at the seemingly tranquil mountain village below, which blended with the mountains and forests.
Compared to the clean and tidy villages in the Holy Dragon Land, these villages, with a faint scent of animal and human waste, seemed to her like an open-air cesspit.
She did not want to enter unless necessary, even if it was for reconnaissance, as they could see everything clearly from the air anyway.
"Let’s go down and take a look ourselves, spells aren’t always effective!"
"Troublesome!"
Though the Dragon Elf complained, they still cast an Invisibility Technique and proceeded into the village, carefully investigating for any anomalies.
Similar activities occurred all over the vast territory, with fairies belonging to the Dragon Guards in action, silently blending into various human settlements, cross-referencing maps to confirm whether cities and towns matched the map labels, while also assessing the defense and armed forces of these gathering points.
When these fairies returned, the Dragon-man Battle Group, along with the Steel Starfall Legion, began their targeted attacks after initially adapting to the environment.
"Hey, Alai, how’s the harvest today?"
At the open-air bar at the village entrance, a rugged man with robust build, holding a cup of poor-quality beer, turned to the skinny man beside him.
"It’s great, of course. You know these past few days, for some unknown reason, there’s been an increase in game in Elton Forest. I’ve made in a few days what I couldn’t in half a year."
The skinny man raised his wooden cup, a proud smile on his face, loudly boasting after hearing the inquiry.
"Fool, do you think this is good news?"
Not far away, an old hunter with graying temples, his face already troubled, immediately showed anger upon hearing this and couldn’t help but scold.
"Isn’t this a good thing?"
"This is a precursor to a beast tide. There must be something terrifying appearing deep in the forest, causing the beasts to flee outward.
Otherwise, why would so many beasts rush out for no reason, even falling into traps set by an idiot like you."
"This must be the blessing of the Moon and the Hunting Goddess!"
The young hunter, having gained much in recent days, showed no sign of obeying the old hunter’s reprimand, instead attributing the oddities to divine grace.
Once determined to be a beast tide, the village would have to relocate, missing out on a once-in-a-lifetime fortune opportunity.
However, the argument between the new and old hunters didn’t last long before the cross-shaped shadows, causing the beasts to flee, appeared overhead from deep within the forest.
It wasn’t one or two shadows, but a sky-darkening cloud, covering the bright sky, only allowing glimpses of light through the wings.
The agitated forest suddenly fell silent, and the once noisy village became quiet as well, as the mountain villagers stared at the sky in disbelief.
The order here collapsed instantly. Children cried loudly in fear, women trembled uncontrollably, and even the men were shaking, many wetting themselves and collapsing at the sight of the extraordinarily large flying dragons, unable to stand.
Although some determined old hunters immediately grabbed weapons, not a single hunter dared to fire them.
The fleeing villagers scrambled into houses or cellars, seeking any shelter for the non-existent solace of safety.
Unfortunately, this small village was not overlooked by the dragon horde descending like a black tide. A small cluster of clouds broke off, descending over the village, revealing a group of knights riding flying dragons.
When the colossal creatures, fifteen meters in length, capable of dominating the forest, appeared over the barbaric border village, any lingering hope was instantly shattered.
"Who is the village head?"
The massive beast descended from the sky with a roaring wind. Amidst the peak wailing of terrified children and the suppressed sobs of women, the knight on the dragon’s back stepped down the dragon’s neck, sweeping a gaze with bright yellow vertical pupils. In that moment, the village plunged into a deathly silence.
No one dared to make a sound under the faint aura of Dragon Power. Not the women, children, nor even those hiding indoors could make a sound, and some fainted from encountering such an overwhelming majesty for the first time.
