With a flick of his wrist, Xayne sent a needle flying, piercing through hundreds of meters and shattering the sniper's scope hidden behind a massive rock. The mirror shattered, startling the sniper. Xayne and Dragos jumped out of the car.The team leader was visibly shocked upon seeing Dragos and Xayne. He quickly stood at attention and loudly declared, "I salute the Drakon King and Dracoguard!"The other team members immediately followed suit, standing at attention and saluting. Even the sniper in the distance hurried over and snapped to attention.Xayne surveyed the special forces before him and remarked, "Impressive. It seems the military advisor has trained you well."The team smiled, revealing bright white teeth. Xayne and Dragos followed them to the secret military district.Here, they encountered a special forces team of nearly a hundred, all armed with state-of-the-art weapons. Advanced computers and military instruments were set up in a cave that expanded into a command p
Xayne frowned, glancing lightly at where the burly man had shoved him in the chest. He brushed it off and said calmly, "The thing I hate most is hearing others call Drakonians pigs. It's an insult to Drakonia and racial discrimination."Upon hearing this, the man with golden sideburns laughed loudly, flexing his muscular frame. "Fuck. I'll call you a pig all I want. Drakonian folks are all pigs."Before he finished speaking, a steel fist exploded, smashing into the golden sideburned man's face. Instantly, blood gushed from his nose and mouth. Eyes wide with shock, he toppled backward, crashing to the floor. The man fell, and the floor echoed with a loud thud. Now, the other men in the bar glared fiercely at Xayne, roaring, "Fuck! Damn, Drakonians! Let's get him!""I'm gonna kill him!"Instantly, several men swung their fists, charging at Xayne.However, Xayne just chuckled coldly, taking a step forward.Several punches landed, and like the man with golden sideburns, they al
His kick alone could crush an ox."Damn Drakonians, die!" Piel sneered coldly, brimming with confidence.Xayne remained calm, standing still as he watched Piel's kick approach.To Piel, it seemed Xayne hadn't reacted in time.Therefore, the only outcome awaiting Xayne was to be kicked to death by him.However, an astonishing scene unfolded in the next moment.Xayne simply raised his arm indifferently. With a bang, Piel's kick landed on Xayne's arm, yet it failed to cause even the slightest harm.Xayne's arm didn't even budge an inch.Instantly, Piel was shocked, his eyes wide with disbelief.'What is going on? What kind of strength does this guy possess?'Startled, Piel instantly wanted to retreat.Xayne smirked. Immediately after, Xayne grabbed Piel's ankle. Then, with a sudden jerk, he swung Piel like a human club, sending him flying.Piel crashed heavily onto the sofa, flipping it several meters and then rolling on the floor, clutching his lower back in pain.Piel qui
As this thought leapt into Piel's mind, he was completely dumbfounded. The Drakon King of Dracarium was an existence surpassing the Dracoguards. It was a supreme, even headache-inducing existence for the Twelve Temples of Westfordia. Despite not being part of the Twelve Temples of Westfordia, the Council recognized Dracarium as the Thirteenth Temple. Its Drakon King was the most mysterious figure.Throughout Westfordia, it was known that the Drakon King was immensely powerful and not to be trifled with.However, no one knew exactly how powerful he truly was.Even the Dracolords of the Twelve Temples dared not provoke Drakon King easily.Now, Drakon King stood right before him. Piel's shock was normal. This was someone as invincible as Hades or Zeus. If he wanted to kill him or wipe out his branch, it would be as easy as lifting a finger.In an instant, Piel knelt on the ground, completely prostrating himself, ignoring the blood flowing from his hand pinned to the coffee table.
"Drakon King," they respectfully called out.Xayne nodded and stepped into the base. He turned to his military advisor. "Are there any casualties?"The military advisor grinned. "Drakon King, don't worry. Dealing with these small fries is a piece of cake."Xayne nodded again and entered the command room to discuss the next steps with Dragos and the military advisor.Meanwhile, a grand and majestic white castle stood on a cliff overlooking the western coastline in a luxurious mansion somewhere in Woaling. Nearby, dense forests added to the scenery.Inside the castle's hall was a man clad in a black silk robe. He was exceptionally muscular with a tan-comp middle-aged man. He looked like a typical Westfordian, with short, neat hair and sharp, deep-set eyes radiating coldness. His high nose resembled a hawk's beak.Holding a whiskey bottle, he sat on a stone throne encrusted with countless gems and diamonds.Below, dozens of men and women of various ages and expressions waited silen
"The Emperor is gravely injured!? How did this happen? Who hurt the Emperor?!"Upon hearing this, Xayne was equally shocked.'Drakonix!''The Emperor's Pavilion!'This was the Emperor's Pavilion in Drakonnix. It was the most important place in the entire Drakonia, guarded by the nation's best.Drake, the Dracoknights, and numerous other top warriors always protected the Emperor. Xayne didn't understand who could possibly harm the Emperor.On the other end of the call, Hammond was also anxious. "We don't know the details. The Emperor said he must see you. There are things only you know. You must come to Drakonix immediately! "Additionally, 300,000 Northern Plains troops are to be secretly redeployed to guard the four gates of Drakonix starting today. This situation is sudden and very strange! It could be a targeted attack by a powerful force against our Drakonia!"Xayne! A great war is upon us! The winds of conflict are stirring in the Drakonia!"After saying this, Hammond's
Two of the assassins were instantly pierced through the chest and abdomen by flying daggers, collapsing into pools of blood. The man in the trench coat quickly pinpointed where the daggers had come from and roared, "Chase him!"Immediately, the group charged into the dense forest.Meanwhile, Xayne had hidden the bloodied pilot in a nearby thicket. "Hang in there, I'll get help," he assured before disappearing into the forest.The assassins were hot on his trail, their footsteps echoing through the woods.Gunshots rang out, sending birds flying in all directions.The group soon slowed, huddling with tense expressions, scanning the surroundings.Xayne had vanished from right under their noses.The man in the trench coat cursed, quickly pulling out a satellite phone. "Boss, the mission failed," he reported coldly.On the other end, a calm voice responded, "I understand. Ask your men to retreat."The call ended abruptly. The trench coat man pocketed the phone, signaling his team t
Soon, Xayne saw the four elders of the Drakonia council, who had been guarding the Emperor's Pavillion.Hammond's face was tense and anxious. When he saw Xayne walk in, he quickly stood up and asked, "Did something happen?"Xayne replied calmly, "We encountered a group of foreign mercenaries."Upon hearing this, Hammond frowned and asked, "Are they all dead? Did you find out who's behind it?"Xayne responded, "We're looking into it. Where's the Emperor?"Hammond hurriedly said, "Inside. Haqin is treating his injuries."‘Haqin?’After hearing this name, Xayne frowned and silently sat beside Hammond while waiting.During this time, Drake also rushed back in, looking anxious. He cast a cold glance at Xayne, then walked straight into the inner sanctum of the Emperor's Pavillion.Xayne slightly frowned and whispered, "Was Drake not there when the Emperor was attacked?"Hammond's expression darkened. He shook his head and said, "We don't know the specifics. We just received the not
Dean's wild provocations quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.At that moment, a striking young woman stepped forward, removing her sunglasses as she made her way through the throng.The woman was dressed in an elegant black gown, the hemline revealing a pair of flawless, slender legs that caught everyone's attention. Her expression, however, was haughty, as though she looked down on everyone around her.She was Deanana Lovorka, the heiress of the Lovorka family conglomerate. While not exactly a household name, she was considered a minor socialite in the upper circles of Drakonix."Manager Dean, it's been a while!" Deanana greeted casually.As someone who frequently traveled abroad for business, Deanana was a familiar face at the airport and she had crossed paths with Dean on several occasions.But she was not here for a casual chat with Dean. It was far from it.She had come specifically to see Xayne.This was, after all, the legendary King of the North. Just six months ago, he w
"Do you have any idea whose luggage this is?" Aava asked coldly with a sharp and commanding tone.She was on the verge of revealing her special credentials—something she rarely used unless absolutely necessary. Xayne had been her hero, someone she deeply admired. The ridicule from Miodrag moments earlier had already pushed her to the edge, and now even a low-level airport staffer dared to humiliate him."Of course, I knew. Xayne, the King of the North six months ago; now he's just a regular civilian," the staffer replied with icy indifference. The staffer smirked. "Miss, do you think Xayne is still the mighty King of the North? There's no war, the capital isn't under siege, and he's utterly useless now. Take my advice—someone young and beautiful like you should stay far away from trash like Xayne. Get closer to someone like Young Master Dongfang instead. It'll do wonders for your future!"Dean swaggered over, cigarette dangling from his mouth, hands clasped behind his back. His ex
Upon hearing those words, both Xayne and Aava paused in surprise, then frowned in unison.The VIP lounge was clearly still operating as usual. Inside, over twenty people were relaxing—some reading newspapers and sipping coffee. There was no sign of any "closure" or "disinfection."It was obvious that this so-called announcement was deliberately targeting Xayne and Aava."Manager Li, isn't this going a bit too far? That's Xayne—formerly the King of the North. He has special privileges to use the VIP lounge. If this gets reported to higher-ups, we could all be in trouble…," whispered one of the airport staff, cautiously approaching Dean."Higher-ups? Haven't you heard? Young Master Lyuben already gave the order—anyone who sides with Xayne will see their entire family wiped out." Dean sneered, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he lit a cigarette."And even if the higher-ups find out, what can they do?" Dean added mockingly. "I'll admit, six months ago, I wouldn't have dared cross Xayne. B
Miodrag's laughter quickly caught the attention of onlookers in the bustling terminal. But their gazes were fixed not on him but on Xayne.The "King of the North" was a name nearly everyone recognized, yet no one dared approach him. Lyuben's warning had spread far and wide: anyone who got close to Xayne would face annihilation."Miodrag! What gives you the right to mock Mr. Xayne? Just hours ago, he was fighting on the front lines for this country. And you? What have you done besides indulge yourself in luxury?" Aava snapped with a sharp and clear voice."Heh, I pay taxes, don't I? Doesn't spending money generate tax revenue? Without people like me keeping the economy alive, what would Xayne have eaten in the north? Dirt?" Miodrag smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. He sneered and continued, "If not for us rich kids throwing around millions in donations every day, Xayne wouldn't even have warm dirt to eat!""Damn it! The nerve of that guy!""What's so special about the East
"Is it true that Xayne captured the so-called 'Lord of Light' alive?" Lyuben remained calm as he was playing a grand piano in the lounge."Indeed! Word is, the Lord of Light's master, Master Emin, was present as well. However, Xander also made an appearance. My analysis suggests it was Xander who forced Master Emin to retreat, while Xayne crippled the Lord of Light." An older man lowered his head respectfully as he spoke, his voice tinged with urgency."Oh? Defeating the Lord of Light… he must have had a trick up his sleeve. Was it some kind of tactic or setup?" Lyuben asked without betraying a hint of emotion."It's said that Xayne specializes in traps and ambushes. Otherwise, Hiram and his crew wouldn't have met their end in that mansion. Master Dongfang, you mustn't underestimate him!""Hmm?!" Lyuben's eyes shot open suddenly, piercing beams of icy resolve radiating toward the older man.The man immediately lowered his head further, not daring to meet the gaze of the young lead
"Lowes, what are you panicking for?" Zoro's cold gaze locked onto Lowes.Even though Lowes was several generations younger than him, as the head of the Bullard family, he had the status to stand on equal footing with Zoro."I'm not panicking, I just don't want to see more white funeral banners hanging at the Bullard family estate. If Xayne comes back and chooses to settle the score, do you think any of us can handle it? You might not know this, but back when King Quidie rebelled, even Klink didn't dare lay a hand on him," Lowes replied, his voice strained but steady.He paused, taking a long, slow breath to calm himself. "Put it another way, if Xayne comes for us, even KB Kings Circle won't step in to save us. If that doesn't scare you, then I don't know what will!"The air in the room grew colder. Lowes glanced around at the faces of the other family heads, hoping to see reason in their eyes. But then came a sneer.Zoro let out a low, disdainful chuckle. "Even if Xayne didn't die
"Xayne!" Zoro clenched his fists so tightly. If anyone had a grudge against Xayne, the Eastin family's hatred was no less than that of the Bullard family. Not to mention, Flamey had been killed by Xayne not long ago. This blood feud had to be settled.The Big Four weren't some weak, defenseless prey that Xayne could toy with as he pleased. For decades, the Big Four had controlled the heart of the Drakonia's economy. Every senator, governor, and political figure had to show them respect. But since Iver's death, the Big Four had lost their glow. People who once bowed their heads were now looking down on them. The root of all this was because of Xayne.That's why, after Flamey's death, the Eastin family had no choice but to call upon their master, a man who had been living in seclusion for decades. Every bit of information regarding Xayne's trip to Egenda, his plans, his contacts, and even his flight schedule had been deliberately fed to Lord of Light.They made it clear that the momen
"In the end, his ambitions were never realized. When he attempted to merge all five Dragon's Hearts, he died. After his death, the Dragon's Hearts vanished without a trace. That's why the Light Order has always kept a close eye on Drakonia, especially on the methods Commander Zedd used to track down those Dragon's Hearts," Joe explained.Hearing this, Xayne was utterly stunned. He had never imagined that over a century ago, Commander Zedd had possessed five Dragon's Hearts. That would have been a time when Drakon Destiny was on the rise. However, because of the failed fusion, Commander Zedd lost not only his life but also Drakon Destiny's, which declined, leading to the humiliations and defeats that followed over the next century."So you're saying the Dragon's Hearts are tied to the fate of a nation?" Xayne asked, his shock evident."Absolutely. Based on our research, there's no doubt about it. The fate of Drakonia is linked to the Dragon's Hearts. Every time someone successfully f
In the VIP lounge of the airport, Xayne and Aava were waiting for their flight. Not long after, a tall, broad-shouldered young man strode in. He scanned the room briefly before his eyes locked onto Xayne and Aava. Without hesitation, he walked straight toward them. "Mr. Xayne, I'm sorry for the wait. I was sent here by Yves."The young man sized up Xayne, his eyes flashing with surprise when he saw that Xayne was completely unharmed. Word had spread about Xayne's clash with Lord of Light, a confrontation that even drew out a Radiant Commander figure, Emin. Yet here Xayne was, perfectly fine. It was hard not to be impressed.As Yves's right-hand man, Joe Zhird knew better than to underestimate someone like Xayne. His respect was evident in his tone and demeanor. With his status as the top lieutenant of Black Ice Platform, even the heads of prominent families would approach him with courtesy. But right now, it was Joe who was showing deference to Xayne, and this caught Aava by surprise