154. In the Name of the King -1 (Part Two)

Translated by a Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

The slave soldier watched it all happen, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He briefly stared at the weapon he had discarded, before urgently crying out to his comrades. "Throw your weapons away! They won't kill you if you surrender!"

The other slave soldiers gasped in surprise before hurriedly discarding their weapons.

That caused the Necromancers to shout at them in anger, "What are you all doing?! If you back off now, our Aslan will peri...?!"

A large shadow loomed over that Necromancer's head. Flames were burning within the Bone Dragon's maw right above him.

The Necromancers all clamped their mouths shut.

One of them tried to cry out his spell and raise his staff up, only for the flames to completely and utterly wipe him out of existence without leaving so much as a single trace behind. His colleagues next to him were scorched by the flames and died too.