Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 15 Declaration of War
Today is destined to be an extraordinary day.

All the troll civilians gathered consciously before dawn, their eyes shining brightly, and the whispers contained excitement and fear, spreading eagerly among the crowd like a stream.

Wait until the first ray of sunlight appears in the sky.

The shocking and tidy pace was like thunder, and the tough troll warrior, with a solemn face, came to the opposite of all the civilians in awe and fanatical sight.

The distance is so close.

It can let everyone see the shining iron armor and the strong and powerful bodies of the troll warriors!

There seemed to be no end to the vast number of soldiers, and their powerful steps converged into one sound, which made the civilians who were still a little uneasy unconsciously straighten their backs, and filled their hearts with infinite confidence and pride!
Several figures appeared from the palace, and walked onto the podium in full view.

Seeing their existence, the anticipating trolls were silent for a moment, and then burst into violent exclamations, which continued to spread like waves.

"That's the Red Blade King. I admire him the most! Without his leadership, the hunting team would not be able to capture so many prey!"

"King Xiliu is the true troll hero! He is a legendary figure who turned the tide in a storm and saved the lives of thousands of trolls!"

"My God, the Molten Iron King actually appeared?! I heard that the weapons he forged contain unpredictable powers, and can even cause terrible damage to Soul Eater. This is the idol of all troll blacksmiths now. ——!”

The eight troll nobles sat down one by one on the podium.

Facing the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, many troll nobles showed proud smiles and waved downwards.

Italek sat silently in the corner alone.

Although he has been a nobleman for the shortest time and has rarely shown himself in the past, he received no less cheers than anyone else!
But what to say.

After becoming the Molten Iron Queen, Italek realized that the status of nobility is just a title that represents honor, similar to the little red flower in kindergarten, which left him speechless for a long time.

Want privileges?No!

Want territory?nor!
In this extraordinarily simple age, none of the other troll nobles realized what was wrong.

He happily thought that he had reached the pinnacle of his life as a troll, and he didn't have any thoughts of revolting.

If every nobleman kept his law and order like now, I am afraid that all the kings of later generations would laugh out loud in their dreams?

Just as Italek was thinking wildly.

A majestic figure quietly appeared, and all the conversations in the audience fell silent instantly.

The crimson cloak fluttered with the wind, and the majestic Tolisso was carrying the blood slaughter blade on his back. Every troll looked at him with reverence in their eyes.

Step by step onto the podium.

Tolisso's eyes slowly slid across countless expectant and adoring faces, and the whole world fell into silence at this moment, waiting patiently for his voice alone!

Taking a deep breath, Tolisso restrained the excitement in his heart, and the solemn and majestic voice sounded beside every troll.

"My subjects, since Zangula crossed the ocean and came to this continent, we have endured too much suffering. Beasts, tsunamis, famine, plague... But no matter how difficult it is, we survived in the end Come here and continue to this day.

And at this moment, we are finally about to go to war against the greatest threat to the survival of all trolls!
If you ask me, why do we have to risk the heavy price we will inevitably pay, just to eradicate a group of Soul Eaters who seem to be unable to threaten us now?
My subjects, my reason is simple.

I hope our children can run as much as they want in a world without Soul Eaters!
I hope that the glory of Zangula can spread to every corner of this continent!
I hope that our beloved people can be freed from the terrible threat from the Soul Eater! "

It was all silent outside.

Only Tolisso's impassioned words echoed in the city of Borneo. Hope ignited in the eyes of the civilians, and the soldiers clenched their weapons tightly.

Looking down from Itarek's vantage point, he could notice the frenzy in each troll's eyes.

Italek couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

He knew that the future of the Zangula troll civilization would enter a turning point fraught with danger from this day onwards. Whether it would be broken and then rebuilt or sink again would all depend on the wars in the next few years.

Even though he was not a member of the trolls in essence, Itarek also felt the blood-boiling tension.

This kind of experience of observing the direction of an entire civilization at close range not only greatly improves the efficiency of Italek's innovation of dragon language magic, but also seems to be very qualified as a fun to relieve boredom in his spare time!
"It is the luck of all the trolls to have the Molten King in Zangula.

After countless verifications, the magic weapon forged by the Molten Iron King can effectively damage the Soul Eater, which also allows our warriors to truly harm the enemy and no longer be killed in vain!
And with the weapons made by the Molten Iron King, together with the most courageous troll warriors in Shangzangula, we are bound to win the final victory——! ! "

Dull footsteps came rumbling.

A group of troll armies armed to the teeth appeared in the sight of all Zagula trolls with a great sense of oppression.

No one has ever seen such a fully armed elite.

The cold and fierce aura all over their bodies opened up a huge gap between them and the soldiers next to them, as obvious as putting a hare and a red-toothed tiger together!
The various magical weapons that each of them held firmly in their hands attracted the surprised eyes of many trolls. Among them, a very small number of captains even had magic power flowing in their armor!
And among these powerful fighters who have experienced many battles.

There are also some hooded voodoo priests shrouded in ominous shadows.

They are the spellcasting group that Tolisso has secretly cultivated for many years. There are a thousand people, and they are the real main force in the original plan to deal with the Soul Eater!
At such an important moment.

Even the coldest voodoo priest couldn't help puffing out his chest, wanting to bring more confidence to his compatriots!
The seemingly never-ending scramble to mobilize horses makes every troll warrior feel a fire in his heart.

They experienced the cruelest training, enjoyed the best meat in the group, wore the hardest armor, and held magic weapons made by the Molten Iron King himself.

They enjoy the most favorable treatment with peace of mind.

Just so that one day, I can tear away the haze over my own group!
This is the Bone and Blood Guard!
The troll army that condenses all the essence of today's Zangula and represents the peak combat power——! !

"Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. It took me a lot of time to create so many magic weapons."

Italek touched his chin, his expression full of relief.

Even though none of these magic weapons can compare to the Blood Slaughter Death Blade, with so many opportunities to test the phone, the technology of forging magic weapons has been thoroughly researched by Itarek and is becoming mature.

The appearance of the Bone and Blood Guards made the atmosphere on the scene soar to the peak.

Every Zangula troll is full of courage for the strength of his own civilization.

Many trolls even think that the Soul Eater is nothing more than that, they will surely perish under Zangula's conquest!
Sensing the subtle changes in the mentality of all the trolls, Tolisso nodded in secret satisfaction. The biggest goal of this declaration of war has been achieved.

Just as he was about to say something more, an angry and loud dragon chant suddenly came from the sky, causing Tolisso and Itarek to raise their heads suddenly!
At an altitude of one thousand meters.

Two huge figures, one black and one green, were constantly wrestling, and Tolisso blurted out in shock.

"Great dragon?!"

(End of this chapter)