Dragon City. Dragon Heart (A LitRPG Wuxia) series: Book 15 by Kirill Klevanski

Author:Kirill Klevanski [Klevanski, Kirill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-14T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 1348

After stepping through the gates, Hadjar had been prepared for almost anything, but definitely not a sandy parade ground and soldiers. Lined up in neat rows, they approached beautifully carved tables that military officials were sitting at, dressed in dark clothes. There were white armbands on their sleeves with black ink writing that signified numbers in the dragon language.

Hadjar guessed that he was in the middle of a huge dragon army. All the military personnel around him had horns sticking out from under their hair, their fingers were crowned with claws, and their eyes were definitely reptilian.

All of these common soldiers, which numbered in the thousands, were apparently descendants of the high-mountain families. In other words, the aristocracy. They were more numerous than all the dragons that lived in the Ruby Mountain. So, wherever he was, it definitely wasn’t the Ruby Mountain.

The army stood on the border of a mountain plateau with a view of the valley below. Hadjar had fought a lot. He’d served longer than some mortals managed to live in this world. He’d fought in a variety of battles. He’d fought against demons, dragons, Spirits, elves, golems, but... he had never seen anything like this before. The twilight of the setting sun was mixed with scarlet. All the various shades of red had turned the sky and the ground below into a cauldron of carnage. Everything that the eye fell on in the vast valley, from the left to the right end of the horizon, from the northern wastelands to this mountain, was covered in blood. The warriors who were fighting in the valley were knee-deep in blood. How was this even possible? How many soldiers had died here? Was there even a number that could describe the number of souls who’d departed the world in this insane massacre?

“Where am I?”

“Private, did you lose your wits from fear?” Someone nearby chuckled. “Are you really an offspring of the glorious Lords of the Heavens, the companions of our Emperor?”

Hadjar turned to the speaker. Next to him stood a broad-shouldered, short-legged warrior. He had an impressive build, but incredibly short limbs. He also had skin the color of wet river sand. The fangs that peeked out from underneath his upper lip were flat, as if they were intended not for tearing, but for grinding.

“Have you never seen an Earth Dragon before?” The warrior chuckled. In his hands, he was twirling a stone die tied to a white belt. Hadjar found an exact replica of it near his scabbard. His empty scabbard. “Well, there aren’t that many of us left. Although, there’s obviously still more of us than the River Dragons, our older brothers. The last war against the Fae battered them the most.”

“Against the Fae?” Hadjar tried to pretend that nothing extraordinary was happening. “So we’re at war with the Fae?”

“With the Fae?” The Earth Dragon asked and laughed out loud. He was laughing hard and holding his chest, as his short arms didn’t reach his voluminous stomach. He threw back his head and from under his hair appeared not horns, but stone growths.

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