RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse

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*Boom!*

A loud explosion was heard at the entrance of the newly built dragonic city. "What was that!?" A dragonic guard yelled out as he rushed towards the entrance of the city, where smoke billowed up into the sky.

The dragonic in the area were all rushing towards the same spot. Only those too young, too old, or pregnant went into hiding. As the dragonic guard reached the entrance, he was at a loss for words. Black scaled figures were pouring into the city by the thousands. He had no idea how they even got so close to the city in the first place without setting off any of the defensive alarms they had set up. Never mind the fact that they made it through the barrier that no one should be able to get through without the proper runic mark.

"This… Just what is going on!? How can our dragonic clan end up in such a state!?" The guard did not understand why his clan, which had stood at the top of the food chain for billions of years, was suddenly being targeted and treated as a joke by some unknown race.

Anger began to well up inside him as he raised his hand and yelled out: "Attack! Kill the intruders!"

Inside the palace, in the throne room, the members of the royal family all stood there listening to the report that was begins given. "Trien, what do you make of this?" The dragonic king asked.

"Royal father, I have only heard rumors of this new race that had emerged. I believe they call themselves the reglios." Trien replied. He gritted his teeth as this attack was coming at a bad time. His clan had only just started condensing their mana.

"Yes, I have also heard reports about them. But how is their strength? Are they powerful?" The dragonic king asked.

"This…. As far as I know, they might just be on par  with some of our elders…." Trien hated the sound of it, but he had to admit it. The world as he once knew it, where his clan ruled all, was no longer here. They were now a clan that was slowly losing its place in the world as the top clan. As of now, they could not even match up to the drakani. They were once more at the top of the food chain.

"I see…" The dragonic king went silent. After a few moments and a deep breath, The dragonic king once more began to speak. "From this moment on, I want all of you of the royal family to leave. Those who can take shelter in Destiny City do so…. I hate to admit it, but that is the only place where you will be safe. Trien, Iseles….. I know the both of you are unable to go there. I want you two to head to the elven clan."

The dragonic king's eyes landed on Iseles as he continued: "Your job now is not to worry about strength but to give birth to a pure blooded royal son. I do not care how many times you have to give birth to do so. But our royal bloodline will only be able to truly be passed down between the two of you. Maybe this was all fated….."

The dragonic king stood up and looked at his sons and daughters, many of which he was now seeing for the first time. "I may not have been a parent of many of your lives, but you are still my flesh and blood. From this moment on, you are all to seek refuge. Do not return here. I believe after today, the dragonic clan will not have mulch of a future. I will have our elders send you all off. Remember one thing, though…. Those of you heading to Destiny City, be on your best behavior. The Drakani there might be our only hope…."

The dragonic king was still too proud to ask for help. But he was willing to try to keep his children out of harm's way in order to keep the royal family going. He, as king, could not leave. He would stand his ground and fight against the invaders.

The princesses and princes of the dragonic clan on this day, which would be later known as the collapse of an empire, escaped in two different directions. Two went to the elven clan to live out their lives as refugees while giving birth to a new pure blooded generation of dragonic royals, while the others were being sent to the safest place the king could think of. The enemy they had tried to take out so many times, only to fail every time and at huge costs.

A massive battle was currently taking place. The city that had just been built now had many large massive craters due to large scale magic that was meant to wipe out entire cities. "Hold the line! Do not let them advance any further!"

Orders were being sent out left and right as massive dragons covered the skies. All of which were trying to fight the black scaled beings that could not even grow any bigger than they already were. But even still, these beings called the reglios were easily sniping the dragonic out of the air and then destroying them in one way or another.

"Your Majesty, what do we do!? We have killed thousands of them, but they just keep coming. They can even enter our shadows without us realizing it and take us out with ease." A general of the dragonic army was in a panic. He had never faced such a foe before.

"Have a group of one hundred soldiers move all the elderly, young, and women to the palace where Ancient Hans will take them away from here. The rest of us… We will fight until the last man. This is no longer a fight just for us but for this world. If we wish to bring a future where our clan can once more rise up, we must all be willing to make sacrifices…."