83 The Grand Duke and the Dragon!

"Boom boom boom!" Allen cast a glance at Earl Ji, who was hovering above the sky. Rather than acting to seize their heads, he focused on surveying the entire battlefield, methodically eliminating all remnants of the Blue Moon Principality's forces over the course of half an hour.

Even the Earl of Raging Waves probably hadn't anticipated that the elite troops he had nurtured would prove utterly incapable of holding their ground against Allen.

Simultaneously, high above the sky, the confrontations among several earls were reaching their conclusion.

With a larger count in the Principality of Lane compared to their adversaries, the outcome of this confrontation was a foregone conclusion.

Allen flicked the knight's sword in his hand, dislodging the blood that clung to it.

At this juncture, he rode atop the Silver Moon Wolf, its once-silver fur now a deep crimson hue, standing atop a mound composed of enemy corpses.

His entire being was drenched in the blood of his foes, transforming his usually gentle and sunny demeanor into one brimming with intense bloodlust and the desire for combat.

Shortly thereafter, several Blue Moon Principality earls found themselves surrounded by Garrick and his companions, their fate seemingly sealed.

As things stood, the only individual still resisting across the entire marquis was likely the Marquis of Raging Waves, situated at a distance.

Allen watched as two figures wreathed in golden light waged their battle in the distant sky.

From time to time, aftershocks of their battle qi rippled through the air, and the impact of their movements reverberated even at a distance, audible to those on the ground.

Allen narrowed his eyes, his mind racing with thoughts.

The Marquis of Wild Lion was a ninth-level powerhouse, and anyone able to contend with him on even terms must be a ninth-level knight.

The skirmish between the two marquises showed no signs of abating, their movements relentless.

The two seemed evenly matched.

Yet, how long could this balance be maintained?

Certainly, Alan had no intention of letting this continue for an extended period.

He pursed his lips, channeling his battle aura before raising his voice to the skies.

"Marquis of Raging Waves! Your forces have been eradicated by us. It's time to surrender!"

As Allen's voice rose, his Dou Qi surged in tandem. Swiftly, his voice reverberated within the ears of the Marquis of Raging Waves.

The Marquis of Furious Waves, previously engaged in combat, glanced downward.

However, he immediately regretted it; the sight that greeted him was nearly enough to make him spew blood.

There stood Allen, atop a mound of Blue Moon Principality soldiers' corpses, bellowing toward him.

This sudden sight twisted the expression on Marquis Raging Waves' face, extinguishing any hope he held.

The Marquis of Wild Lion raised an eyebrow, seizing the opportunity to assail the Marquis of Raging Waves, all while Allen focused on surveying the battlefield.

Soon enough, the Marquis of Furious Waves found himself engulfed in the tide of battle, tilting toward his adversaries.

Allen nodded in satisfaction. Excellent. This would allow him to swiftly enter the Marquis's main city and begin his search.

However, just as the Marquis of Wild Lion was on the brink of defeating his adversary, an overwhelming force emerged from the distant capital, striking fear into all who sensed it. "Roar!"

The resonating roar of a dragon, one that Allen was both familiar with and expected to hear, resounded through the air. Allen's expression shifted abruptly as he gazed upward.

There, ascending into the sky, was an immense, slender-bodied figure covered in scales. With wings outstretched, the creature spanned a hundred meters. A colossal dragon!

A blue dragon, emanating a dense aura of water element energy. Around it, water element energy coalesced, forming a gargantuan water spike that erupted from the heavens. In mere moments, the spike materialized before the Marquis of Wild Lion.

The Marquis of Wild Lion's expression shifted slightly, his body erupting with battle aura. His form began to morph into that of a golden lion, which enveloped him.

The resulting collision between the water spike and the golden lion resonated with an earth-shaking "boom."

In the sky, a deafening roar echoed as the Marquis of Wild Lion was sent tumbling from the heavens, bearing signs of a minor struggle. "Elder!"

Garrick and his comrades' expressions contorted. On the one hand, this reaction was due to the Marquis of Wild Lion's plight; on the other, it was due to the appearance of the colossal dragon aloft in the sky, bearing a formidable sanctuary-level powerhouse upon its back.

Throughout the Blue Moon Principality, only one individual had the right to ride such a creature—a dragon knight of unparalleled stature.

That person was Grand Duke Blue Moon.

A dragon knight potent enough to lead an entire nation. "Grand Duke Blue Moon?!"

The Marquis of Wild Lion expelled a mouthful of blood, his face grim.

He hadn't expected Grand Duke Blue Moon to launch an attack in such a manner, devoid of all dignity.

As Allen's gaze swept upward to the Grand Duke riding the colossal dragon, his expression shifted into one of amazement.

So majestic!

At that moment, Allen found himself marveling at Grand Duke Blue Moon's presence.

Indeed, even more impressive than he'd imagined—was this the power of a Dragon Knight?

The sensation of riding a legendary creature and beholding the world below was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

Allen couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement within him.

It reminded him of when he'd ridden Safi within the Dragon's Nest. The exhilarating sensation remained etched in his heart, unforgettable.

"Humph! Insects from the Principality of Lane, what audacity you possess, daring to be insolent upon the territory of my Blue Moon Principality!"

Grand Duke Blue Moon's tone exuded both domineering authority and indifference. Gazing down from his commanding position, he regarded everyone as mere ants.

"Lan Yue, I thought you were content to remain concealed within the capital. What prompted you to venture out, you old bastard?"

In the brief span following the arrival of Grand Duke Blue Moon, another formidable aura manifested in the sky behind Allen.

Turning around, Allen beheld yet another colossal dragon—a crimson dragon radiating intense flames and bathing in the aura of fire magic, rated at a fearsome level of 690.

Fire magic elements coursed around the dragon's form, and Allen could sense the searing heat emanating from the flames.

A Fire Dragon and a Water Dragon!

Allen's brows arched, his anticipation piqued.

Initially, he'd believed he and his companions needed to approach the Blue Moon Principality's capital to engage Grand Duke Lan Yue. Only then would the grand showdown occur.

Yet, events unfolded far more rapidly than he'd foreseen.

From Grand Duke Blue Moon's entrance to the subsequent appearance of Grand Duke Ryan, both Dragon Knights who founded their respective nations, their opposing presences generated a palpable aura of anticipation. It seemed the grand duel of Dragon Knights that would determine the fate of their nations was about to unfold.

"Everyone, step back!" The Marquis of Wild Lion's expression shifted slightly, prompting everyone to comply with