Two days later, Acunorokia returned, but the situation was strange, with various noises creating a chaotic scene.
He randomly grabbed a soldier and asked him what had happened.
The soldier was startled, but then his face lit up with joy: "Lord Acnologia, you're back!"
"Why is it so chaotic?" Acunorokia asked, puzzled.
The soldier hurriedly said, "News came from the kingdom in the rear. They said they were attacked by thousands of evil dragons. Most of the human dragon-slaying mages are here, and they are starting to falter."
Acnologia frowned. He could clearly sense the magic of thousands of dragons on the other side of the battlefield. They had not left yet, which meant that the thousands of dragons behind were another group.
This is a bit troublesome.
Upon his return, more than a dozen kingdom generals surrounded him: "Lord Acnologia, the kingdom has requested that we send some Dragon Slayer Mages back to provide support, as our soldiers in the rear have suffered heavy casualties."
Just two days ago, a dragon-slaying mage came to their aid, and immediately the rear was attacked by the evil dragon. The timing was too coincidental, and they suspected that there was a traitor within the kingdom sending messages to the evil dragon.
"Do as you please!"
Acnologia never puts his hopes on others; he alone is enough!
After saying that, he went to find the five dragons of Igneel and told them to go back to Zeref to learn the Dragon Soul Technique, and not to stay here.
Igniru hesitated. He knew that the good dragons were led by him. If he left, would they obey him?
Acnologia saw through his thoughts and said, "There's not much point in you staying. Let all the good dragons go to the rear to provide support. They've already done enough. Those who don't want to risk their lives can go to other continents."
Grandini hesitated for a moment: "There are thousands of dragons here, and if more evil dragons join later, it will be close to two thousand or more. Can you fight them all by yourself?"
"If we stay, at least we can help you share the burden."
Although Acnologia is very strong, it is impossible for her to face the attack of two thousand dragons alone. She does not want to see Acnologia suddenly die.
"No need to say anything, I know what I'm doing!"
Acnologia's tone was calm, and his determination remained unwavering throughout: "Once you learn the Dragon Soul Technique, you will go to the future with Natsu and the others. I will end this era!"
After a moment of silence, the five dragons, including the Fire Dragon King Igniru, knew that their teacher had made up his mind. Finally, they could only say, "Then, teacher, please take care!"
They didn't know if what they were doing was right or wrong. One person ending this era, even with Zeref's prophecy, still felt too exaggerated.
Igniru sighed inwardly. If this era failed, he didn't know if there would be any future.
Upon receiving the order, the good dragons, along with most of the dragon-slaying mage army, assembled and set off towards the rear kingdom.
...
Acunorokia looked at the neatly arranged army of 400,000 men. This was their final number; no one would come to their aid as they died.
My gaze swept across many faces: despair, determination, fear, and fearlessness...
"This war is a death sentence. If you want to escape or return to your kingdom in the rear, I will not stop you."
"I'm giving you one day to make your choice!"
Acnologia said a few words briefly, then walked to a large tree, sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and felt the dragon soul within his body.
He planned to use additional magic to try and separate the memories from the dragon soul.
The soldiers were dejected, like a sky shrouded in dark clouds, gloomy and heavy, with an atmosphere of despair spreading.
This was a war that was almost certain to end, and they were filled with uncontrollable fear and unease deep in their hearts.
Previously, with many dragons fighting alongside them, the pressure wasn't so great, and they could still hold onto a sliver of hope for victory.
Now that the number of Dragon Slayer Mages has been reduced by half and the dragons are gone, there is no hope left.
The soldiers felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe, and even their hands holding their weapons were trembling slightly.
Finally, some people couldn't withstand the pressure and chose to escape. Seeing their companions flee, many more people began to consider whether to leave as well.
Although we might be attacked by evil dragons from behind, it's still much better than this certain death situation.
The next day arrived...
Acunorokia looked at the lined-up soldiers, about 200,000 of them, whose faces were mostly filled with a look of resignation to their fate, prepared to die.
He didn't say anything to boost morale, he simply said, "Follow me into battle!"
"war!"
All the soldiers raised their heads and roared in unison, their voices echoing through the sky.
No one was pessimistic or dejected anymore; their eyes shone with a determined light—the light of faith born from despair.
...
Dragon faction
More than two thousand evil dragons were entrenched in the forest, each with a different posture. The Red Dragon King, Osta, stood in the very center, looking down at the surrounding dragons like a king.
His injuries have now fully healed. The Purple Dragon King Seville has performed super-fast regeneration on his wounds, and there are no signs of injury whatsoever.
"Aosta, we have now gathered 2,300 dragons. It's time to start the war again!"
A dragon king, its entire body wrapped in wind blades, strode in, each step causing the earth to tremble.
"The Cloud Dragon King has not arrived yet, we will have to wait another day..."
Osta, the Red Dragon King, hesitated. The trauma Acnologia had inflicted on him was too great; it had almost crushed him to death on the spot. If it weren't for the Thunder Dragon King risking his life to save him, he wouldn't have made it back.
"With the three Dragon Kings working together to deal with him, that's more than enough. Acnologia's magic is ineffective, so we'll fight him hand-to-hand. With the addition of the Purple Dragon King's super-fast regeneration magic, I don't believe we can't defeat him!"
Seeing that the Red Dragon King, Osta, was still hesitating, the Wind Dragon King said with a hint of sarcasm, "You haven't been scared out of your wits by Acnologia, have you? At first, you dared to fight Acnologia alone, but now that there are two of us, you're hesitating. Is that monster that frightening to you?"
"What did you say?"
The Red Dragon King Osta was furious that a defeated enemy dared to question him. Just as he was about to teach the Wind Dragon King a lesson, he suddenly realized something and looked up at the sky.
This magic...
"Acunorokia!"
The Wind Dragon King's pupils showed a hint of shock. The lawless magic power was unprecedented, causing his body to sink and the ground beneath his feet to begin to shatter.
However, he quickly revealed his fighting spirit: "Very well, they actually dare to come to our door. Today, we'll make him die here!"
Rumble!
Acnologia descended from the sky, its enormous black wings blotting out the sun, accompanied by a terrifying storm and rolling thunderclouds. Large swathes of trees in the forest were uprooted, and its arrival was a natural disaster!
The surrounding dragons were pushed back by the sudden storm, their eyes filled with fear and unease as they looked at the black dragon standing in the center.
The monsters that drove them away last time have returned!