Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

The golden dragon once suggested using verbal provocations and even direct challenges against the grandmasters of the enemy.

Grandmasters were very powerful, but they held their pride; that was the logic behind this suggestion from the golden dragon. And Arthur liked it.

However when applied at the battlefields, no one answered these calls. Not even when direct challenges were issued, or even curses turned into humiliative songs that all the armies sang during day and night!

Even when things like that didn't cause any response from the enemies, Arthur knew they were acting patient and waiting for a grand plan to be executed.

And two days didn't pass before a new change occurred as he expected.

During this time, the green fog got really scanty in the upper land. He could already see some grand building at some distance away. He knew if he got closer he would get a better look on it, but he didn't stop draining the green fire.

As for the gray world underneath, it was becoming more and more apparent to the eye. He even noticed some greenish plants beginning to grow up after all these years of desolation and death.

That meant whatever was down there was getting scanty and weak.

The only necromancer he allowed to come here told him long ago that that grayish land was filled with death energy. He even pleaded many times to get down there and use this energy for his gains.

But Arthur refused all his requests. In Arthur's opinion, if he let the necromancer go down then he would be trapped inside the prison world and would eventually be lost.

Up till now the teams that went down there didn't show any signs of returning or even tried to contact Arthur. Even after weakening the grayish energy down below, they still were lost.

So Arthur firmly refused the necromancer's request, promising him that a time would come where his ability would be used to the utmost.

And that time just came.

It all started with a strange rumbling that came hundreds of miles away from Arthur. It appeared muffled at first, yet it gradually grew stronger with time until Gege finally reported back to him.

'Something is approaching,' she said, 'something big is departing from that greenish land and getting closer to you.'

'They finally came,' Arthur knew his enemies were trying to act patiently, but he already cut down every single path in front of them.

He didn't rashly attack this prison world or even dared to discover its hidden parts after losing his initial scouting teams.

As for the empire world, the initial trap that the enemy arranged was overturned. Arthur's forces were acting as he ordered, acting cautious and executing their utmost effort to not cause a single mistake.

After all this time, the enemy didn't find a single chance for his troops to act, or for his grand scheme to be executed.

Arthur even suspected that the enemies would realize he knew their plans already. So Arthur figured that the enemy, even when trying to act patient, was really running out of time and options here.

Arthur seemed to do nothing alongside his empire and his armies. But in fact he was doing everything by this stillness. Even if his forces didn't madly attack the enemies and tried to rout them back, Arthur kept pressuring the enemy in the prison world by his constant consumption of the green fire and gray death energy.

At some point Arthur figured out that the two energies were connected together. As time went by, the density of the two energies became scantier in the two lands.

The factor that prevented Arthur from absorbing the green fire was related mainly to the gray death energy. After all, his body didn't contain any death energy at all.

He had a solution for that, but he refrained from using it for now. He simply wanted to pressure his enemies and make them lose their patience.

And after twenty-five days they finally lost their calm and started to act.

'It's getting closer,' after a few hours of waiting, Gege returned with new intel, 'it looks like a grand spherical building, like a grand ball made out of strange metal.'

"A sphere? So that's the prison," Arthur's eyes shone brightly while he ate meat at this moment. As the main forces of his enemies approached, he had to cancel his defensive shield and replenish his strength.

The fight he entered this world for over three weeks ago was about to start.

'Are you sure you don't want any more troops here?' Gege asked for the million times as she wanted to bring in more armies to help.

But as usual, Arthur's answer never changed.

"Not now."

Arthur wasn't acting suicidal, but cautious. He wasn't wary of the incoming threat or enemies, but he was worried that if he summoned his troops and shifted them here, the big fish he tried to catch all this time might escape.

He would call forth his armies, but not for now. Outside, there were around five armies stationed inside Gege's range of portals. That wasn't including what remained of the originals inside their world.

And their number was large enough to exceed hundreds of thousands, making them a terrifying force without doubt.

However he didn't know what that incoming prison would do to him. He had to wait, and make sure the enemy would come with much confidence before crushing that confidence into tiny pieces.

What made him reassured was the fact that the enemy didn't choose to move until he was forced to do so. After all, if Arthur was given another week, he was sure to deplete what remained of the green fire and gray death energy.

So his enemies had to act right now. Whatever they were preparing for him, he was sure he had something to counter it. Not to mention the enemy had to use the two energies in their attacks.