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