Chapter 769: Descent of the Giant Dragon

"Marshal!"

Countless shouts pierced through the howling gales above the Imperial Capital.

In the defensive trenches below, countless soldiers of Great Xia witnessed the scene of the God of War being forced back with a single punch by that reckless brute, vomiting blood across the sky. Their eyes turned red, and they gripped the weapons in their hands tightly.

Inside the underground supreme command room.

"Bang!"

One-armed General Wang Zhenbei had bloodshot eyes, his remaining left hand clenched into a fist, slamming heavily onto the tactical deduction table in front of him. A dent was smashed into the table made of special alloy by his punch.

"Why?!"

Wang Zhenbei gritted his teeth, "Why?! We clearly just defeated Sakura Country and won that war of subjugation! We originally thought Great Xia could finally sit back, relax, and live a period of peaceful days!"

He raised his head, staring at the group of condescending black-robed people on the big screen, his eye sockets blazing red.

"Where on earth did these Ancient Awakened Ones pop out from?! A full five SS-ranks! What on earth are they trying to do?!"

"Great Xia… Is it destined to suffer through endless disasters?!"

However, the entire command room was dead silent.

All the officers and staff officers lowered their heads. No one could answer his question, and only silence responded to him.

…

Thousands of meters high in the sky.

Gale winds whipped through the shattered clouds.

"You're courting death!"

Lin Zhu looked at Zhao Qingcang's blood-stained mouth, her face tightening.

The originally gentle Wood Law around her body turned violent! Countless dark green poisonous vines bearing sharp barbs drilled out from the Void Realm, intertwining behind her into a lethal net that pointed straight at Batu not far away!

However, just as Lin Zhu was preparing to release her fatal skill.

"Whoosh!"

A silver spatial fluctuation appeared, and Zhao Qingcang forcibly suppressed his churning Qi and blood, instantly teleporting to stand in front of her and grabbing the hands she was using to form seals.

"What are you doing? Step aside!" Lin Zhu bit her lip, "Why are you stopping me? I'm going to kill him!"

"What kind of nonsense are you pulling?!"

Zhao Qingcang kept a straight face, lowering his voice as he said, "Didn't you see how many people are on the other side? Five SS-ranks! Plus dozens of top S-ranks! How could we possibly be their match?!"

"If you charge up there now, besides throwing your life away in vain and provoking them into slaughtering the city, it has no meaning whatsoever!"

Hearing these words, the violent vines around Lin Zhu paused for a moment.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes turning red as she questioned, "Then are we just going to stand here and take a beating? Watching this group of old-era monsters step on Great Xia's head and shit and piss on us?!"

"Endure!"

Zhao Qingcang stared at the Dawnbreaker Guild crowd ahead, squeezing a single word out from between his teeth.

"All we can do right now is wait." Zhao Qingcang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Wait for Zhou Huai to rush over!"

Lin Zhu was slightly stunned, shifting her gaze away: "What if he gets held up by something and never comes back? Can the tens of millions of common folk in the Imperial Capital afford to wait?"

"Impossible!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingcang shook his head.

In his mind, he recalled that young man sitting in the wheelchair, clenching his fists tightly.

"He possesses greater Divine Ability than we anticipated! The commotion over at Sakura Country is most likely something he stirred up. He must have already sensed the crisis back home!"

Zhao Qingcang looked toward Lin Zhu: "The only thing we can do now is believe in him!"

Looking at Zhao Qingcang, Lin Zhu reined in the feral poisonous vines behind her.

"Then… what should we do now?"

"Buy time!" Zhao Qingcang wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, "Delay as much as possible!"

Just as the two of them were conversing in low voices.

"Hey!"

The Earth-element brawny man Batu, who had just sent Zhao Qingcang flying with a single punch, propped the blood-red giant axe he had been carrying on his shoulder against the Void Realm and grinned.

"I say, what are you two little mice muttering over there?"

Batu twisted his thick neck, looking down at them condescendingly: "Are you discussing how to die later?"

"Or are you planning to become a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks sharing the same fate after death? Hahahahaha!"

The group of powerhouses from the Dawnbreaker Guild behind him also cooperatively let out bursts of harsh jeering laughter.

Zhao Qingcang ignored Batu's provocation.

His back straightened rigidly, and looking past Batu, he gazed at the black-robed elder standing at the very rear of the formation.

"Your Excellency!"

Zhao Qingcang spoke in a resonant voice, his voice carrying across the high skies with the reinforcement of his magic: "As long as you do not harm the citizens of Great Xia, and do not launch a massive massacre in this city."

"We can hand over all the Ancient Remnant Clan members we previously captured in major universities and along the borders, returning them to you completely intact!"

Zhao Qingcang lowered his head slightly, making a concession: "Great Xia likewise has no intention of making enemies with powerhouses like you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, within the Imperial Capital defense line below, countless soldiers of Great Xia felt their eyes turn red.

They knew that this God of War of Great Xia, proud throughout his entire life, was bowing his head to the enemy for the sake of the tens of millions of living souls in the entire city!

However, upon hearing these words.

The Grand Elder standing in the Void Realm merely gave a faint smile.

He stroked his graying beard, then shook his head with great regret.

"If you had maintained this cringing and fawning attitude from the very beginning, who knows, I might have really considered your suggestion."

The Grand Elder half-drooped his eyelids.

"However, it's no longer possible now."

"Your blind and reckless resistance just now even dirtied Batu's fist. What you have done has completely offended the glory of the old era."

The Grand Elder flicked his wide robe sleeves, spitting out an ultimatum:

"You have already lost the qualification to negotiate with us!"

"Right now, your only ending is death!"

As his voice fell, Batu let out a loud roar, raising the giant axe in his hand once again as the Earth-element Law locked onto Zhao Qingcang and Lin Zhu.

The entire Imperial Capital was dead silent.

However——

Just as the Grand Elder finished pronouncing the death sentence and Batu was preparing to charge!

"Roar——!!!"

An ancient, resounding dragon roar came from the very distant edge of the firmament!

This dragon roar scattered the oppressive thunderclouds above the Imperial Capital, interrupting everyone's conversation!

"What sound is that?!" The giant axe in Batu's hand paused, and he turned his head back.

The Grand Elder stopped his movements, hearing the sound and looking toward the east.

Immediately following that, this Grand Elder of the Dawnbreaker Guild saw the scenery in the distance.

On the skyline tens of thousands of meters away, a black giant dragon over sixty meters in length, its entire body covered in dark gold scales, was flying toward their direction carrying a terrifying oppressive might!

"Who is it?!" The Grand Elder widened his eyes, his voice tightening.