The Sacrificial Plan of the Gray Dwarf King!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth trembled and giant stones plummeted. Countless stalactites shattered as they fell from above. Some crashed directly into the Gray Dwarves' capital city. Normally, such an event would result in numerous casualties among the Gray Dwarves. But something strange happened: an almost invisible barrier stopped the stalactites mid-air. It was a magical defense shield, a massive protective barrier covering the entire capital.

It had to be acknowledged that the Gray Dwarf Kingdom was far more powerful than the Ratman Kingdom. Their wealth and resources were incomparable, possessing such sophisticated defenses.

In the distance, the tremors intensified. A tunnel, once only ten meters in diameter, had been forcibly widened to nearly a hundred meters. It now stretched straight towards the outside world. For the first time in ages, the Gray Dwarves of the underground world could see sunlight. However, the sunlight was soon obscured by a massive, terrifying shadow, resembling an ancient beast.

The creature appeared at the end of the tunnel, folding its dragon wings as it stepped forward. In the dwarves' view, the shadowy figure was riddled with holes, emitting a mottled white glow. It was a skeleton—an enormous dragon skeleton.

The sight was both shocking and terrifying. The Gray Dwarves trembled uncontrollably, many unable to hold their weapons. The oppressive dragon aura weighed heavily on their hearts.

Just then, the dappled sunlight disappeared entirely as another colossal shadow entered the tunnel.

Shortly after, accompanied by the trembling ground, the two fearsome figures traversed the tunnel and fully entered the underground space. The process went smoothly, with no resistance from the Gray Dwarf King, who had withdrawn his forces from the fortresses outside the city.

Facing ordinary enemies, the fortresses could have been effective, cutting through enemy ranks and inflicting significant casualties. But against dragons—especially two undead dragons—the fortresses stood no chance. The dragon breath would reduce them to ruins, turning the stationed troops into mere sacrifices.

"Sire... Sire..." A high-ranking official of the kingdom stammered. "They are two Saint-level undead dragons!"

The official, an advanced transcendent, could clearly sense the overwhelming Saint-level pressure and terrifying aura emanating from the dragons. Around him, other high-ranking officials were pale with fear. Saint-level beings, and dragons no less, were beyond their ability to challenge. The Gray Dwarf Kingdom had no Saint-level warriors, only numerous transcendent-level ones—nearly a hundred in total. Compared to the Ratman Kingdom, the Gray Dwarf Kingdom was significantly stronger. But even their formidable force was insufficient against undead Saint-level dragons. They might hold off one dragon, but against two, their defeat was inevitable.

The Gray Dwarf King remained silent, his gaze fixed on the tunnel. After the two enormous bone dragons and the decayed corpse dragon arrived, a swarm of Golden Gryphon Knights poured through the tunnel, resembling a flock of birds. In moments, the sky above the underground world was filled with a vast army of Gryphon Knights, a sight that sent chills down his spine.

Realizing he had been deceived by the Rat King Aubrey again, the Gray Dwarf King cursed inwardly. Initially, Aubrey claimed the Golden Oasis had fewer than five thousand Gryphon Knights. Later, after repeated inquiries, Aubrey confessed there were over twenty thousand. The reality, however, was far grimmer; the army now exceeded thirty-five thousand.

Cursing Aubrey, the Gray Dwarf King regretted not evacuating his people sooner when escape was still possible.

Boom! Boom! Boom! 

Outside the city, the dragons' devastating breath rained down, reducing fortresses and strongholds to rubble. In no time, the outer buildings were obliterated. The bone dragon Charles and the corpse dragon Charles refrained from attacking the capital, opting instead to intimidate the inhabitants.

The tens of thousands of Gray Dwarves outside the city were paralyzed with fear, their resolve and courage utterly shattered.

The Gray Dwarf King finally stepped forward, standing atop a fortress on the city wall, raising his scepter high. "This is a war that should never have happened. As the ruler of the Gray Dwarf Kingdom, I am willing to offer my life for peace."

"Sire!" The high-ranking officials exclaimed in horror. Their king intended to sacrifice himself for peace, believing it was his fault for rejecting the Golden Oasis envoy, though it wasn't the direct cause of the war.

Bone dragon Charles roared, unleashing a dragon breath that struck the magical barrier protecting the capital. "Pathetic Gray Dwarf King, kneel with your people, lower the barrier, and welcome my master's army into your city. This is the only way to end the war!"

The Gray Dwarf King remained silent, glancing at his people before declaring, "The faith of the dwarves does not allow us to bow to a human lord!"

Hearing this, many dwarves gripped their weapons tighter, some shouting defiantly. The dwarves, devoted to the Titans, symbolized war, courage, and honor.

Without further words, bone dragon Charles and corpse dragon Charles began attacking the barrier with relentless dragon breath. Meanwhile, the Golden Gryphon Knights watched from afar, not engaging in battle.

Suddenly, dazzling beams shot towards the two dragons, signaling the Gray Dwarf Kingdom's counterattack with their magical cannons. The war erupted instantly.