Chapter 184: Etiquette: The King of the Undead, Deya who kills the dragon in seconds!
"Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

In Cavendish County, Rex Garcia clenched his fists. He stared at the ancient castle in front of him, the mottled walls and the exhausted soldiers on top of the walls, and said unwillingly.

The entire Cavendish Territory had almost fallen, but for both Rex Garcia and the Cavendish family, as long as this 00-year-old castle was not captured, the territory would still exist.

As a border area, Cavendish Territory is mostly mountainous, and more than half of the population lives in the capital city.

Therefore, even if all other areas were conquered, as long as the castle at the foot of the mountain remained standing, the resistance of the Cavendish family would not disappear.

"Lord Rex."

Next to Rex, his adjutant looked very solemn.

Rex tried hard to control his anger. He knew he had to stay calm at this time, so he asked, "What's the situation in the army?"

The adjutant said with a grim expression: "The situation is very bad, sir. Most of the soldiers no longer want to attack this castle because it is the hometown of the 'Son of the Dawn'.

There was a priest in the army who refuted the oracle by saying it was false, but that priest was soon stripped of his priestly powers and has now been burned at the stake as a heretic.

Now all the priests in the army are standing against you. If you force them to continue the attack, they will probably..."

Rex knew what the adjutant was trying to say, and that these soldiers and priests would most likely turn against him.

Now these soldiers did not rebel directly, which was the result of Rex's prestige.

But Rex did not dare to go against the wishes of all the soldiers. After all, he was only a seventh-ring druid, not an eighth-ring druid who was almost a demigod.

"Damn it, what on earth happened? Why would the goddess bless that necromancer and not a true believer like me?"

Rex spoke in a low voice, afraid that others might hear him.

Only Rex himself knew that his faith in the Goddess of Dawn was not very firm.

Growing up in Garcia's ruling family in England, although the atmosphere of religious belief is strong, he understands the reality better, that is, the goddess has not shown any miracles in the past few hundred years, and has not even communicated with any believers.

Therefore, Rex did not become a priest, but chose the path of druid, for which he had more talent.

Now that the Goddess of Dawn has displayed her miracles, Rex also feels frightened.

After all, he was a god. Rex had witnessed with his own eyes the miracles he brought and the way he arbitrarily deprived the priests of their abilities.

"Lord Rex, what should we do now?"

The adjutant was undecided and asked.

"I won't give up. If we try harder, we can capture this castle. How many soldiers are willing to follow my command?"

"There are only about 2,000 guards around you."

"Two thousand people? That's almost enough. The magical defense of this city is already shaky. I am confident that I can break through it."

Rex thought about it and made a decision.

Those two thousand or so guards were all Rex's personal soldiers. They were only loyal to Rex personally and did not have much faith in the Goddess of Dawn.

Rex has witnessed the power of religion. It can unite people in a very short time and make all people gather under the banner of God and obey your orders.

But when the flag changes hands, the belief itself will backfire on you, and that's the price.

"Master Rex, do you want to?"

the adjutant asked in horror.

"I will lead these two thousand men to capture this castle directly. I will kill the people of the Cavendish family."

Rex said firmly: "...After this, I will leave this continental island and go to the Narpo Empire. I will never come back unless I am promoted to the eighth ring!"

Rex knew that he had lost everything and the Garcia family had lost everything.

The elite troops led by his father were completely wiped out in the Third Church of Sussettani, and with the decree from the gods, England was estimated to be only one step away from a call from Dea Cavendish before the entire country surrendered.

The Golden City was also occupied by the necromancer, and I'm afraid the Garcia clan had already been controlled by him.

He, Rex Garcia, has lost everything. His honor, his pride, his family, all of these have been trampled underfoot.

The only thing he has now is his own strength!
Rex was a little confused.

He was born into a noble family and had a smooth life. At a young age, he had already reached the strength of a seventh-ring druid and even had a unique talent. When he was at the seventh ring, he mastered the transformation ability that only an eighth-ring druid could possess.

He didn't take either Susaitani or Ingloo seriously, thinking that this cursed continental island was not the place for him to display his abilities.

All the young generation here are not as good as one of his fingers.

And this is indeed the case. Among those who are about the same age as him, the most talented ones are only at the six ring level, which is far from him.

This time, Rex was supposed to help England take over most of Susaitani's territory before leaving the continental island and leave with glory.

But who could have thought that he would end up leaving in disgrace, like a stray dog.

It’s all the fault of that necromancer, the necromancer who was extremely lucky and blessed by the gods.

After I reach the eighth ring, I will come back to seek revenge on you and let you know that under the absolute gap in strength, even gods cannot save you!

Rex made up his mind and acted immediately: "Before the night is long and dreams are many, let all my men prepare to attack the city!"

He will transform into a giant dragon and completely destroy the last magical defense device of Cavendish Territory!

……

"Which priest still has a divine spell slot? This man is almost dying, who can still use divine spells?"

"Be careful, carry him down for treatment, quickly, his injuries are very serious!"

"..."

In the city of Cavendish, the wounded were carried down, and more soldiers took over amid the shouting of the supervisors.

But judging from the expressions of these soldiers, they were already exhausted and were barely maintaining their combat effectiveness.

There are only 40,000 real combat soldiers in the entire Cavendish Territory. After all, the Cavendish family is only a border earl.

Faced with the massive invasion of England, faced with the frantic attack of 150,000 troops with all kinds of siege equipment, and with the continuous support from the former Lord Austin, it was not easy for the Cavendish family to hold on until now.

"What's the situation in the city?"

Earl Cavendish was personally supervising the battle at the front line. He asked his eldest son beside him.

Gavin Cavendish said quickly: "There is enough food in the city. The Cavendish family has already made a plan for this situation. The food reserves are enough to support us for a year.

But the soldiers are too tired and their fighting capacity is insufficient. Even if they are rotated, they cannot match the enemy. Now they even need civilians to take over.

Father, you have heard the oracle before, maybe the British outside will withdraw their troops."

Gavin also felt incredible when he thought of the oracle that had appeared in his mind before.

What is going on? How did Deya change from the Son of Dark Moon to the Son of Dawn?

The Cavendish family is ready to abandon their faith and turn from the Goddess of the Morning to the Goddess of the Dark Moon.

Now, the Goddess of Dawn has joined the Goddess of Dark Moon first, right?
Gavin no longer understands his younger brother at all.

"Don't be careless. If England doesn't withdraw and we let the city fall because of our carelessness, then our Cavendish family will definitely occupy a prominent place in history books and serve as a negative example!"

The Earl's reminder made Gavin nod vigorously.

He doesn't understand politics, but he has always been cautious about military affairs.

"Hold on a little longer. We are not far from victory. I have received intelligence that Duke Campbell has sent troops to attack Archduke Ferdinand and Duke Frederick. The defeat of the royalists is only a matter of time."

In order to boost morale, the Earl had already announced this news to all the soldiers, making them firmly believe that victory was just around the corner.

"If the 150,000 British troops don't retreat, they will be surrounded by us and will be annihilated."

The Earl patted his eldest son on the shoulder and said, "Now is the darkest moment before dawn. As long as we hold on a little longer, victory will be here soon."

"Dragon, there is a dragon!"

At this moment, panic shouts suddenly came from the city, followed by a deafening dragon roar.

At first the Earl and Gavin thought that it was Deya who came back, but their expressions soon changed.

Because the huge creature that appeared in the sky was not Deya’s bone dragon, but a brass dragon!

"It's Rex, quick, everyone get to your posts!"

Gavin shouted loudly. He didn't talk to his father any more. He ran quickly and started to urge the soldiers.

The Earl looked solemnly at the brass dragon transformed by the druid. Compared with ordinary brass dragons, his body was much smaller, even smaller than Deya's bone dragon.

But it is a dragon after all, possessing powers far beyond those of ordinary creatures!
Powerful dragon flames gushed out of the brass dragon's mouth, burning the magic shield above the city.

The Earl knew that the city’s magic defense devices would not last long. During this long siege, the city’s magic defense devices were on the verge of breaking.

If Deya had not previously delivered some of the Golden City's defensive equipment to the territory, they would not have been able to hold out for so long.

"Rex is really going to fight to the death."

The Earl was more surprised at this moment.

Rex himself did not need to fight desperately. He just needed to continue the siege and attack step by step, and the destruction of Cavendish City was only a matter of time.

But the opponent's sudden change of rhythm actually indicated that there was chaos inside England and the victory of the Cavendish family was just around the corner!

However, the premise of all this is to hold on to the opponent's final offensive.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Count saw with a grim expression that the magic device above the city shattered with a "pop"!

Today's city is completely undefended.

The giant dragon transformed by Rex let out an angry roar and began to spit out violent dragon breath towards the city walls and gates!

The soldiers of Cavendish County screamed and were burned to ashes under the flames. Rex wanted to break open the city gate directly to let the army outside the city in.

The Earl quickly led his own masters and prepared to "slay the dragon"!
But as soon as Earl Cavendish moved, he was discovered by the giant dragon transformed by Rex, and a loud laugh came from his dragon's mouth: "Well done, Cavendish!"

'Oh no, I've been fooled!'

At this moment the Earl was shocked, for he guessed what Rex was planning.

The whole thing about letting the soldiers outside the city enter was fake. He had no intention of continuing to attack the city. He had only one goal, which was to kill the people of the Cavendish family!

And if I showed up with my men, it would be exactly what the other party wanted.

Thinking of this, the Earl also felt ruthless.

It's still uncertain who will kill whom. You are just a seventh-ring druid transformed into a dragon. Even if you have other sixth-ring helpers, do you think you can defeat us?

Those who can become earls in the border areas are all ruthless people, and they are definitely not comparable to those nobles who live a prosperous and peaceful life in the capital.

However, there is no need for the Earl to risk his life.

Because as Rex was laughing, another dragon roar came from far away.

In the distant sky, a bone dragon was flying towards here quickly. It was Deya’s mount!

"Deya Cavendish? Well done!"

Rex was overjoyed.

His original purpose was just to kill Earl Cavendish, but he didn't expect to meet Deya.

Then let me kill you and see if the gods will still bless you!
According to Rex's intelligence, Deya is at most a fourth-ring necromancer. Even if he has a powerful bone dragon, so what? Even if he gets seriously injured, he must destroy this necromancer here and there this time!
"Die, Deya Cavendish!"

Rex, transformed into a giant dragon, changed direction. He no longer paid attention to anything in Cavendish City. With the determination to kill Deya even if he was seriously injured, he rushed towards Deya fiercely.

Deya, who was standing on the bone dragon and gradually approaching Cavendish City, was suddenly shocked when he saw a brass dragon flying towards him.

Deya thought a dragon had joined the war.

But he soon calmed down. Seeing the brass dragon that was smaller than his bone dragon, he thought:
"Is it Rex Garcia? Oh, you are really brave. Since you want to come here and die, I will grant your wish."

Deya looked stern and ordered the bone dragon under him to kill Rex.

"hold head high----"

Two loud dragon roars sounded in the sky, and the fight between giant dragons that only appeared in dramas began to unfold over the Cavendish Mountains.

The brass dragon transformed by Rex collided with Deya's bone dragon. The sound of the collision between the two huge monsters spread like a sudden drumbeat, vibrating people's eardrums.

The two dragons were entangled with each other, tearing each other with their claws or biting with their huge mouths, wishing they could tear each other into pieces.

The entangled dragons flew and tumbled in the air and could fall to the ground at any time.

The people of Cavendish County and the British soldiers outside the city forgot that they were in a war at this moment, and they all raised their heads to look at the fight between the dragons in the sky.

After several rounds, the brass dragon transformed by Rex gained the upper hand.

As an undead creature, the bone dragon retains the ability of dragon breath, but its melee ability is greatly reduced. This is because the bone dragon has lost its flesh and blood, and its strength is far inferior to that of a real dragon.

Rex was frantically tearing the bone dragon's wings. He was furious and just wanted to get rid of the bone dragon quickly and then kill Deya.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind, only the flame of jealousy burning in his blood.

You are just a lucky person who is favored by God, but in terms of real talent and ability, you are not as good as me.

So I must kill you to prove my excellence!

With this thought in mind, Rex fought more and more ferociously. Even though a large piece of flesh and blood was bitten off from his body by the bone dragon, he didn't care. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to kill Deya.

At this time, Deya had already turned into a crow and left the back of the bone dragon.

Standing on top of two giant dragons while they're fighting is more thrilling than riding a roller coaster.

Deya fell to the ground, looked up at the fighting in the sky, and said with emotion: "Why is Rex fighting for his life? I didn't kill your father."

Lamia beside him said calmly: "He is just jealous of you."

Deya said in a very coquettish tone: "If you are jealous of me and want to fight me, then I will have enemies all over the world."

The witch rolled her eyes at her: "I always knew you were narcissistic, but I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic."

Deya smiled and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet. The reason they are jealous of me is because I have a beauty like you, Lamia, by my side... Oh, yes, there is also Mavis."

Mavis said angrily, "What do you mean? I'm just doing it by the way, right?"

Patricia, who was sitting on Deya's shoulder, laughed happily.

Lamia never expected that Deya, who had always been very calm and steady, also had such a lively side.

This made her feel that her understanding of Deya was not comprehensive.

In the past, Deya has always had a great enemy, the king, and his own strength was not very strong.

Now he has finally become a six-ring necromancer and mastered the power of myth.

With his current strength, no one can be his opponent except the strong ones with eight or nine rings. He is not afraid even if facing an entire country.

And how many eight-ring and nine-ring masters are there in the entire world? The exact number is unknown, but it is definitely no more than fifty!
Even in a hundred years, it is not certain that a demigod-like being will be born.

Deya now dares to say that in terms of real strength, he is already the strongest below the eighth ring!

It is precisely because of the increase in strength that Deja is no longer as insecure as in the past, which allows him to show more of the youthful spirit.

Rex didn't know that Deya didn't take him seriously at all, and he was still fighting desperately with the bone dragon.

At this moment, the four Ringwraiths who had been circling in the sky on their flying dragons suddenly flew towards the brass dragon that Rex had transformed into.

Rex didn't care about the four undead creatures.

According to his intelligence, apart from this unusual bone dragon, Deya's other undead creatures, although slightly special, did not transcend the category of undead creatures.

Rex didn't even pay attention to the four Ringwraiths. With the defensive power of the giant dragon he had transformed into, it was very difficult for these four undead creatures to break his dragon scales.

But the next moment, Rex understood what regret was.

King Susetani and King Inglo held a huge war hammer, the Ringwraith Swordmaster held a sword in both hands, and the Undead Pope held a flail. Suddenly, a powerful dark moonlight burst out from the bodies of the four undead creatures, and they flew into the sky!

The sudden outburst of mythical power made Rex unable to react at all. He just twisted his body at the critical moment, but his huge dragon body also limited his range of movement.

"Pfft————"

"hold head high----"

A sharp pain spread from all parts of the body to his mind. One of Rex's wings and one of his forelegs were directly cut off by the four Ringwraiths, and blood spurted out.

The intense pain made Rex even more crazy, but the bone dragon followed closely behind, the breath of the ancient spirit descended, and the acidic breath sprayed towards Rex's dragon body!

Rex no longer had any way to dodge at this point, and could only burst out his own mythical power to fight against the dragon's breath.

The giant dragon, which was over 30 meters long, rolled on the ground, and blood sprayed like a small river.

Rex couldn't believe it. Why, why did these four undead creatures possess mythical power? They had actually become true six-ring, no, seven-ring powerhouses!
This is totally different from what the intelligence said. Could it be that Deya Cavendish has always been playing the pig and eating the tiger, and he has never used his full strength?

Rex had completely lost his mind. Faced with the siege of five seventh-ring warriors, one of whom was a dragon, even he, a druid who could also transform into a dragon, found it difficult to contend.

The fear of death took over his body and mind, and the wrong intelligence made Rex completely lose the chance to escape.

If he had given up attacking Cavendish Territory from the beginning and chose to leave the continental island, Deya might not have been able to find him.

But he wanted to kill Deya here, and in the end, he would only end up destroying himself!

"No! Deya Cavendish, I must kill you!"

Rex ignored the broken forelimbs and wings of the dragon. When he saw Deya standing hundreds of meters away, he ran like crazy, not even caring that his other wing was cut off by the four Ringwraiths!
The giant dragon without its wings looked more like a dinosaur and ran towards Deya quickly.

When Rex saw Deya standing there motionless, he was surprised and opened his dragon mouth to bite him!

I can't defeat those weird undead creatures of yours, but I can't kill you, the necromancer!

How could a necromancer who isn't even at the sixth level be my opponent!
[You have activated the 'Undead King' posture]

Deya rejected Lamia's attack.

A burst of black smoke burst out from Deya's body. The appearance of the smoke made the surroundings become quiet, as if time had stopped.

This is a power similar to that of the Singer of Silence, but completely different. It is a new mythological path reconstructed by the Dark Moon Goddess with her own divine power and the power of the Singer of Silence. It is also the posture of the King of the Undead that belongs exclusively to Deya!
The thick black fog expanded to a hundred meters high and quickly condensed. The black fog formed a series of skeletons and turned into a huge skeleton figure, wrapping Deya inside.

Deya cannot condense such a giant-like immortal king just by relying on the mythical power he currently possesses.

But at this time he was holding the goddess's scepter, and the power from the God of Dawn greatly enhanced Deya's mythical power due to his cognitive transformation!
The half-skeleton, which was a hundred meters tall and as big as a giant, slowly stretched out its giant hand and pressed down on Rex's neck as he was horrified.

Even a giant dragon that is over 30 meters long looks so weak in front of this nearly -meter-long skeleton giant.

"boom----"

A huge force pressed down from the fragile neck, like a mountain falling heavily, and Rex's dragon body fell to the ground while running.

He struggled with his only remaining front paw and two hind legs, but no matter how hard he tried, he could hardly open Deya's giant skeleton hand.

Another skeleton's hand slowly approached, and fear appeared in Rex's dragon eyes as he watched another giant hand grab his head.

"Ang ang ang ang————"

The dragon let out a painful wail. Deya's two giant hands grabbed its neck, one by one, and its head by the other, and both hands pulled in opposite directions.

With a chilling sound of muscle pulling, the dragon's head was pulled off by Deya!
Blood spurted out like a fountain. The Undead King transformed by Deya held the dragon's head with his left hand and held the dragon's body with his right hand, showing off his power.

The heaven and earth were quiet, and the entire battlefield was silent. People were staring in amazement at this horrific scene of the Undead King tearing the dragon apart!
(End of this chapter)