Empire Of Souls - Chapter 111 Dragon King 3

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Despite the wind battering against Lenia’s armor, she held her shield at the ready and her sword aimed at the Dragon King. Both she and the Orc chieftain leaped towards the Dragon King and attacked wildly with fierce abandon. Its large size made it an easy target for their attacks, but its size was not just for show. The Dragon King’s immense frame was a solid and sturdy wall that none of their attacks could effectively pierce. The Dragon King rained fire down upon the duo and launched powerful wind attacks against them which placed them in extreme danger.

This did not halt their efforts and they fought with everything they had using all of their abilities and strength. Their attacks did very little damage to the dragon, but this didn’t dissuade them from using every ounce of their strength. The battle raged on between the three for a while without any clear victor, but it was clear that the Dragon King wasn’t putting much effort into the fight. He seemed to be enjoying himself rather than exerting much of his power. Two Legendary beings was not a threat to a Demigod of his strength no matter how strong they were.

After a brief period of using her attacks to hopefully do some damage to the dragon, Lenia had depleted much of her VIT. She had already fought against a Legendary dragon previously and used a decent amount of her VIT, and now with facing against the Dragon King, she was getting dangerously low. She wouldn’t be able to fight for much longer and the Orc wasn’t much better off than her. He might have even been in a more precarious situation than her. Despite this, she wasn’t worried because she knew that her master was near.

The Dragon King laughed once more, “So, have the both of you finally tired? I can see that you don’t have much strength left. If I were to go all out, you would both be dead already. Are you prepared to surrender?”

The Orc chieftain leapt away from the Dragon as it spewed flames across the ground causing the ground to seemingly melt, becoming much like a volcanic lake. He landed next to Lenia and grunted, falling to one knee. He had taken some flame damage, but was still essentially okay.

“What do we do now? This dragon is too powerful. We are barely even causing him any damage. I can’t go on for much longer. Do you have any ideas? Or are we destined to die to this giant beast?”

The Orc’s words were bitter. He was doing everything he could to keep his mental state in check after hearing the news of the Ancestral Spirits.

Lenia looked at the Orc like she was looking at a bug, “I will be fine. You on the other hand…”

The Orc chieftain grew angry at her words, “Do you think you will survive if I die? We will die here together if we don’t come up with a plan!”

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Lenia didn’t bother with him any longer and instead looked up into the sky. The Orc chieftain didn’t understand why she suddenly looked away from their mutual enemy and instead seemed to be in a daze. He suddenly saw a strange winged being in the sky that was not there a moment again.

“What is that?” He uttered without realizing it.

The being which was far above them in the sky, but only level with the enormous head of the dragon, pointed its finger at the dragon. The disparity in size between the two was especially noticeable, but the being remained still while flapping its wings. The Orc chieftain could barely make out the vague appearance of the being which appeared to be a woman.

The woman had a similar appearance to those descended from the Angels, but those descended from Angels only had inferior and barely passable bloodlines. Even though they may have possessed wings, most couldn’t actually fly. Only those with more pure bloodlines could fly somewhat, but even that was limited to hovering above the ground or temporary flight.

This was something he had never seen before and if this being was in fact descended from Angels, the bloodline was of an unparalleled level. It never occurred to him that the one flying above them was an actual Angel. Those who called themselves Angels were really just mortals who had a small amount of Angelic blood, and that was from Fallen Angels at that.

“She finally came out.” Lenia mumbled.

The Orc chieftain glanced over at her. He had heard what she said, but before he could ask anything further an intense beam of light shot out from the finger of the Angel. It was so bright that it blinded the Orc chieftain temporarily and caused intense pain dropping him to the floor. The Dragon King was caught completely unaware by this attack and took a direct hit. It would have been impossible to avoid the attack anyway as it was a beam of light.

Although it was a direct hit, it only did moderate damage to the Dragon King. However, he could no longer underestimate his foes. This Angelic being was not weak, and her spell was clearly a high level one. The Dragon King had no idea even what spell it was.

“Who are you?” The Dragon King asked, pain clear in his voice.

“I am Lariel, once an Angel of Justice. Lady of the Scales, Warden of the Celestial Tarthan’Kul, Heavenly minister and enactor of punishments. Now.. I am Fallen.”

The Dragon King brought his gigantic head closer and eyed Lariel with suspicion, “Angel? Impossible. You are not quite Legendary, but not quite Mythical either. You are somewhere in between. You are just a false Angel… but you must be of higher purity. How can an Angel be so weak? Angels are the servants of the gods, existing in the Heavenly planes.”

“Even if you doubt me, it won’t change reality. I am a Fallen Angel and not just any Fallen Angel. I was once a Seraphim, only one rank lower than an Archangel. Greater than many, lower than only a few. But one such as you could not possibly understand what I once was. Submit dragon, for my master is here! You shall bow down in his presence like the serpents that crawl upon the earth!”