Warlord: King of All Clans

The Elf Queen Ostara went to her senior brother, the Demigod Bobak, and learned illusion spells for a day.

But mass illusion is an extremely complex high-level spell, not just a few short incantations.

The prerequisite for casting a group illusion is to be proficient in hundreds of related spells and schools of knowledge, including large-scale illusions, group hypnosis, etc.

Although Ostara is a saint and has a strong learning ability, she cannot learn group illusion in just a few days.

So she secretly opened the portal while Brother Bobak wasn't paying attention, and released a giant frost dragon into the imperial capital!

Illusions, how can they be as terrifying as real undead creatures?

It is impossible to learn. Why bother learning fake things when you have the real ones but don’t use them?

Leo and Norin had just passed through the portal. When they looked up, they saw a green halo above the sky that had not yet dissipated, and a huge skeleton dragon was hovering in the sky.

The body of this giant skeleton dragon has not yet completely decayed, with only half of its muscles and bones exposed. Its back, wings and limbs are still covered with dragon scales.

This seems to be the corpse of an adult green dragon, but the green that originally represented life now has a gray color of death.

Its power is no longer driven by blood, but pure death magic.

In that huge eye socket, the dragon's eyes had long disappeared, replaced by lingering blue ghost fire - that was the embodiment of the magic power of death condensed into a physical entity, which could be seen even by ordinary people's naked eyes.

Even though it was thousands of meters away, Leo could clearly feel the coldness and death emanating from its body.

Skeleton dragon, frost dragon, death dragon, human history books have different names for this undead creature transformed from the corpse of a dragon, but none of them change the suffix of "dragon".

In this world, apart from the transformed dragons and subspecies of dragons that are elves or other creatures, the only real dragons are dragons of five colors, namely red dragon, white dragon, green dragon, black dragon and blue dragon.

If measured by the human race's rank, dragons start out at a high rank, and can be promoted to the holy rank after reaching adulthood. They also have a long lifespan and can live for over a thousand years even without practicing.

Legend has it that the dragon is not a creature from the Dawn Continent, but flew from an unknown land across the Storm Sea.

Therefore, the traces of giant dragons are extremely rare on the Morning Light Continent. In the thousands of years of human history, there are only a handful of traces of giant dragons.

In response, magic barriers were lit up at the highest points of the Imperial Capital's Cathedral of Holy Light, the Mage's White Tower, and the Imperial Palace, which was why the Frost Dragon lingered there.

As an undead creature, it has no intelligence, only the desire to devour living things and destroy everything, but it will also respond to deadly threats.

After wandering around for a while, the giant frost dragon finally couldn't bear it anymore and breathed out a breath of air into the sky above the imperial capital.

The breath condensed by the power of death, wrapped in extreme coldness, froze the air as it left the dragon's mouth, forming countless pieces of ice.

These pieces of ice condensed into clumps as they fell, and finally formed a huge ice ball, which violently slammed into the magic barrier of the imperial capital.

The invisible magical barrier, like a lake stirred up by a stone, emitted ripples and finally appeared in the vision of mortals.

Leo looked up and saw Ostara standing on the roof of the city wall next to the palace square, holding Six and looking up at the excitement.

Leo couldn't help but feel a headache. He began to think that the reason why the elf elder wanted to capture Ostara was probably not because the other party had consumed too much magic power.

If we let her play around at the foot of the mountain for three to five years, won't the race at the foot of the mountain be completely ruined?

Climbing up the tower, Leo shouted to Ostara on the roof: "My Queen, what are you doing? This is not the plan!"

Ostara ignored him completely, "Change of plan!"

"The imperial capital has a population of one million. If you release an ice dragon here, aren't you worried about harming innocent people?"

"Don't worry, I'm watching. Besides, there are three Saints guarding the Imperial Capital, which is more than enough to deal with an ice dragon."

Seeing that Ostara refused to listen, Leo also climbed up to the city wall and watched the show shoulder to shoulder with Ostara.

They were in a high position and could overlook what was happening outside the palace.

Following the attack of the Frost Dragon, the lower-class civilians in the imperial capital were terrified and ran around shouting, causing chaos on the streets.

The Griffin Knights of the palace were dispatched one after another and circled around the palace, guarding against the attack of the Frost Dragon.

But in front of the frost dragon that is nearly thirty meters long, it is just a little sparrow under the vulture's feet and looks very small.

When Master Bobak released a group illusion between the human and orc camps in the North, showing the invasion of the undead to both sides, there was no such big chaos.

After all, both sides are strong-willed armies and are in a state of war. Let alone illusions, even if a real army of undead rushes over, they will not panic and scatter.

But the civilians in the imperial capital had enjoyed peace for too long and were no longer mentally prepared to deal with the threat of the undead.

Moreover, the breath of the Frost Dragon was extremely terrifying, like a missile dropped from overhead. Although it was blocked by the magic barrier, what if it wasn't blocked?

In this kind of Saint-level battle, if any of the aftermath falls on civilians, they will be killed without a complete body.

After the Frost Dragon exhaled twice in succession, the Holy Order of the Imperial Capital could no longer sit still.

Algernon, the human swordsman in the palace, appeared above the griffin's perch and stood suspended in mid-air.

He drew his sword and slashed into the air. A ray of sword light slashed towards the frost dragon, forming a ripple in the air that spread outward and swept across the sky in an instant.

By the time it reached the Frost Dragon, the sword light had turned into a huge rainbow-like ripple, which slammed heavily into the Frost Dragon's body.

The terrifying shock wave spread out, shaking the magic barrier of the imperial capital, and even the houses below began to tremble.

The Frost Dragon tried its best to evade, but it couldn't completely avoid the sword light that was coming at it at an extremely fast speed.

The ribs on its chest were all broken, and one of its dragon claws was broken into two and fell from the air.

The frost dragon was severely wounded by the sword, and let out a wail, its body unstable and almost falling.

The deathly aura emanating from its body continued to dissipate, wrapping its wounds and slowing down its falling trend.

Opposite the Imperial Palace, Archbishop Antonise appeared on the tower of the Cathedral of Holy Light, slowly rising into the air and passing through the magic barrier.

He held up the golden scepter, lowered his head and silently recited, then suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights burst out of his eyes.

As his gaze fell on the Frost Dragon, the golden crosses on the roofs of all the Holy Light Churches in the entire imperial capital suddenly dimmed, and then golden holy light bloomed on the body of the Frost Dragon.

The giant frost dragon wrapped in holy light let out a sharp roar, and the aura of death wrapped around its body quickly disappeared like melting ice and snow.

The pale green dragon scales were then exposed to the burning of holy light. They were immediately soaked by concentrated acid and quickly corroded, revealing the muscles and bones inside.

The body of the Frost Dragon comes from a Holy-level dragon, but after all, it has lost its self-consciousness. Its combat power is not as good as that of a Holy-level human, and it can only exert the strength of level nine.

With the joint efforts of the two great human saints, his energy was soon exhausted, the fire of death in his eyes dimmed, and then his body lost control and fell towards the imperial capital.

At this time, Ostara snapped her fingers, and a green vortex quickly formed under the frost dragon, which soon turned into a gate of light.

The falling body of the Frost Dragon passed through the light gate and disappeared immediately.

Ostara watched the entire battle and was very happy. "The human race's Saint Order is really powerful. They defeated an ice dragon so quickly!"

"Great! I'll find another one tomorrow. Mm, I want a stronger one."