Dragon Who Controls Time

The people who died in the war were no longer there, but on the bones they left behind, new life was slowly born.

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The capital city of the Timo Kingdom, clarken.

This was a city that looked quite prosperous. It occupied a large area and had a square outline. It was surrounded by tall and towering walls, and the inside was full of towering towers. Lush evergreen trees were planted on both sides of the spacious and clean streets, sprinkling thick green shade.

Most of the people walking on the streets were dressed in bright and beautiful clothes with small precious metal accessories. They looked much better than the pedestrians in the main city of Mosha.

The pedestrians walked around and chatted with smiles on their faces that belonged to the people of the kingdom.

However, if one observed them carefully, one would notice that under their glamorous appearances, their smiles were somewhat forced, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes. They were walking in a hurry and not at ease.

Many people were carrying large and small boxes and dragging their families out of the city.

As timores, they were well aware of the situation in the Timo Kingdom.

Although the royal city had not been destroyed by the war, according to the intelligence from the front line, the Allied forces formed by those damn duchies had already set foot on the Baji Plains and were fighting with the last defenders of Timo.

If the last iron and stone defense line was broken ... This Imperial City that had stood for thousands of years without falling would probably no longer exist.

Although they were all humans, they would not place their hopes on the Golden Alliance's kind and compassionate side.

In a war between human nations, after obtaining a great advantage and breaking through the enemy's city walls, it was not uncommon for the Army to massacre the city and commit murder and arson for fun.

Because of the cruel and tough training, as well as the War on the Line between life and death, the soldiers were in a state of tension most of the time. This was a reward for the soldiers who had experienced life and death, allowing them to vent their negative emotions with violence.

Some people still had inexplicable confidence in the Timo Kingdom because of their long-term knowledge. They believed that the Timo Kingdom would be able to suppress the rebellion and sit firmly on the throne.

However, most of the people could understand the situation and were trying to escape from this dangerous building.

if Lord Hales were still alive, those bastard duchies would never dare to invade Timo like this.

if the iron-stone defense line is broken, we small nobles will be the first to be robbed!

In a luxurious carriage, The Viscount, who was dressed in silver noble clothes, gritted his teeth and urged the coachman to speed up.

There was more than one carriage, and there were a few more simple carriages behind, which contained most of The Viscount's belongings.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside.

Before The Viscount could poke his head out to check, the fast moving carriage suddenly stopped. The wind Horse with the bloodline of a magic creature fell to the ground, causing the carriage behind to crash into it due to inertia. The world spun and the people and horses were overturned.

"Lowly coachman, I'm going to kill you!"

The Viscount wailed.

He pulled away the broken wooden boards, and his face was covered in blood from the sharp splinters.

But The Viscount, who had just barely climbed out of the broken carriage, suddenly felt his heart tighten. It was as if an invisible hand was holding him, and that hand was slowly tightening, making him feel so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't breathe.

At the same time, the bright sunlight in the sky was covered.

A huge shadow covered The Viscount.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he slowly raised his head stiffly.

A few giant true dragons and a ferocious-looking snake-Dragon were flying over the sky of clarken city in silence. They were surrounded by undisguised draconic might, and behind them were two figures wrapped in the light of magic.

"Dragon ... Dragon Dragon Dragon!"

The Viscount's face was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his body was stiff.

There were many people like him.

The five true dragons exuded a powerful Dragon aura and headed straight for the location of the Timo Royal Court like a hurricane.