Just as the soldiers of the Winter Nation fell into despair, something even more desperate happened not far away. The Dark Dragon King, who was fighting with the Light Dragon King, took the opportunity to untie the chains around his body. He looked at them with hatred in his eyes.
"You lowly humans, how dare you enslave me to attack the Dragon Emperor? You deserve to die!"
The Dark Dragon King opened his mouth, and darkness covered the sky. The soldiers from the Winter Nation clutched their throats in pain and fell to the ground, green smoke rising from their bodies. Then, the bodies vaporized and disappeared.
The Winter Nation troops had been reduced to less than 500,000 after the battle. Then, after the Dark Dragon King's attack, fewer than 300,000 soldiers were left.
The remaining soldiers had lost the confidence to fight. The timid ones even threw away the weapons in their hands and started to retreat.
