As the Centaur Warrior Suniya serves as the chief security officer, she is responsible for arranging the order on the battlefield, saving more warriors who could potentially survive, and collecting the remains of their own warriors.

The battlefield is filled with the songs of dragon sacrifice in smoke and fire, where the living mourn the dead and pray for the sanctuary to guide the departed heroic spirits to their return.

The sanctuary is shrouded in a dense aura of sacred light, allowing all the living to watch as the spirits of the dead enter this hall one by one.

And their comrades’ souls stand tall at the entrance of the hall, smiling as they welcome these loyal spirits.

This causes countless of the living to involuntarily pray and praise the mercy of the dragons, exalting the supreme lord, and singing praises of the holy will of the Red Dragon Monarch.

And these enemy skulls are not merely symbolic offerings at the surface.

Before this ever more mystical sanctuary, the remaining spiritual essence within the innumerable enemy skulls is gathered by the sanctuary into a nearly visible spiritual essence light and absorbed, transforming into nourishment for the temple and the heroic spirits.

This dragon sanctuary, through prolonged warfare and death, through the nurture of heroic spirits and faith, has gained some power, using the death of enemies to grow its own strength.

While in the very center of the battlefield, there are no heaps of bones, because all the bones have long been shattered by unparalleled power; even the bloodstains have been scorched dry, turning into smoke.

There resides only one immense carcass, the body of the Behemoth Behemoth. But now, the flesh on this formidable land king’s body has been completely devoured.

Only the eerie white bones still bear traces of blood and shreds of flesh.

Even so, from the white bones of this powerful beast emanates a potent aura of unwillingness and hatred.

The dragons crowd around this carcass, lying on the ground to rest.

After killing Behemoth, the dragon group participated in the final war harvest, which left them with scars consuming all their strength, unable to fly back to their nests for peaceful recovery.

Thus, the dragon group can only remain in place, devouring all of Behemoth’s flesh, replenishing their own consumption, waiting for their strength to recover.

Bronze Dragon Alina, Red Copper Dragon Alfred, and Ocean Dragon Naxson, these three dragons with other missions, descend at the center of the battlefield now.

Ocean Dragon Naxson, having no wings, relies entirely on magic and his elemental control talent to fly, so he arrives a bit slower.

Some distant adventurers with ulterior motives find that these wounded dragons are already guarded by companions, making it hard to take advantage, thus scattering under the fierce gaze of the three intact dragons.

These adventurers will also take stories of the dragon and beastman war as talking points in their adventurous journeys, spreading them to other places.

The arrival of the three dragons startled the resting dragons, each opening their eyes, those slit pupils filled with blood and fire brought unimaginable pressure and majesty at this moment to the three dragons.

Through the grind of war, the dragon group’s dignity is even more terrifying.

Seeing their trusted companions arrive, these dragons then close their weary yet fierce eyes again, lying peacefully on the ground to rest.

Among the dragons, the rare trust has already been established in this dragon group, deeply rooted. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Only the Young Red Dragon Kedelos, a red dragon with two broken dragon horns, besides fighting, indulges in the lust of dragons daily, even after learning to control Evil Dragon Blood over the years, cannot change his nature, falls into old habits.

"Oh, I feel energized at the sight of the beautiful Alina. Perhaps, if you could give me a precious kiss, I would recover even faster."

Young Red Dragon Kedelos, with scales cracked, chest and abdomen ripped with huge wounds, still expresses some kind of desire for Bronze Dragon Alina in the presence of Red Copper Dragon Alfred.

This is the daily routine of the Young Red Dragon, expressing affection almost for every female dragon in the dragon group, oh, not almost, even the head of the Flying Dragon Knight Order, Batorri, has been harassed by this Red Dragon.

That’s the norm for Red Dragons, and after gaining a certain status elevation, Kedelos believes his beautiful form and powerful strength give him the right to pursue every female dragon, oh no, every female.

If not for the lesson taught by being beaten by the dragon group once, this right to pursue would’ve turned into a right to dominate.

Bronze Dragon Alina, knowing the nature of this Red Dragon, just glances dismissively at this Red Dragon and lightly says, "I am already Alfred’s mate, Kedelos, do not say things that might mislead dragons, or I will let Karon know when he wakes up that you like to harass his capable subordinates. I guess you must miss Karon’s fist."

Red Copper Dragon Alfred, with a dragon face turned black at dawn almost becoming a Black Dragon, snarls with bared fangs: "Kedelos, your status isn’t elevated to dare challenge the majesty of a Giant Dragon Lord yet. Next time, I’ll tear your mouth and knock off your fangs!"

"Alright alright," Young Red Dragon Kedelos mumbles, stretching his long neck, "I have made contributions for the dragon group, I’ve shed blood for the dragon group, I just want the entitlement to normal rights and status, you know, Alfred, us Five-Color Dragons don’t fuss over this. As long as we fancy each other, we can hook up anytime!"

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