Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

The soldiers in the frontlines of the city's walls panicked. After hearing Fafnir's terrifying voice, many fell to their knees, completely intimidated. It wasn't just his voice that spoke, Fafnir's very words pierced their hearts, a type of ancient dragon magic that could instill horror and madness into mortals' hearts.

"Ungh… T-There's no hope…"

"F-Fafnir is here…"

"The dragons will eat us all…"

"It's hopeless…"

"There's… no way…"

However, a few remained sane, only to feel even more shocked to see a gigantic black claw emerge above the entire city's barrier, pushing down.

CRAAAAAAASSSSH!!!

SPARK! SPARK!

The barrier started letting out magic lightning, as the massive barrier was trying to tear through the entire barrier and shatter it… However, the might of the barrier, which used high level magic that a Level 200 Elf Mystic created, couldn't be easily taken down.

"Hmmm, not bad for a barrier made by pitiful beings." Fafnir laughed, having already arrived in front of the city. A smile surged on his jaws. "It has been truly eons since my defeat… It seems like things have become rather different. There's new technology, and new treasures I must possess…"

He wasn't the Dragon King of Greed for no reason. Formerly a Dwarf King, his greed and malice fermented him into someone that would even sell out his own people for power and riches.

The King of the Kingdom of Sorrow, Thanatos, swiftly gave him the power to embody such malice with his strange magic and powers, the ancient dwarf King became a gigantic dragon, capable of devouring it all.

With his might, he desired to take over the entire city and torment everyone, while extracting all riches, and use citizens as slaves. He had no heart, as he only loved one single thing, gold.

"You wouldn't believe my shock when I saw that my stash was completely empty! But now I see so many riches and gold here! I'll take it all! All of your riches and gold will be mine! And so… your lives and souls!" Laughed Fafnir, opening his jaws. "If claws won't do it, then how about my mighty breath?!"

TRUUUUMMMM…!

A gigantic beam of darkness and death impacted the entire barrier, spreading nether everywhere. The barrier, made out of the strongest magical jewels and crystals that they could secure back then held off even before Fafnir's mighty breath!

Crack!

Only for a few seconds, that's it…

Crack, crack… CRACK!

The people panicked as they saw the darkness of the dragon's breath spreading across the ceiling, cracking, and shattering their precious magic barrier.

"N-No… This is…"

"It can't be…!"

"R-Run…!"

"We have no chance!"

CRAAASH!

The barrier shattered, as a huge hole opened. Fafnir laughed, using his massive claws to open the hole even further, tearing apart the magical barrier that put so much resistance!

"There's nothing that can stop me from grabbing the riches that belong to me!" Laughed Fafnir, his sharp, gigantic black claws easily opened the large hole up to thrice its size, big enough for the lesser dragons to finally become capable of entering.

"Now enter, flood this city with your might, my children! Feast on the traitors and lecherous sons of Sigurd! We shall make his soul scream in agony as he sees his children being eaten and massacred! GAHAHAHA!"

"Roooaaarrr!"

"Shaaaaah!"

"Gruoooorr!"

"Gryyaaargh!"

Lesser Blue Dragons were the fastest, entering the city in a flash, and then Lesser Red Dragons came right after, accompanied by the Venomous Viper Drakes and the Cave Drakes.

Each one being at least five meters big! Easily dwarfing the already small dwarves! The soldiers, most of them being low level, didn't stand a chance against Level 90+ Monsters, especially mighty dragons.

"SHAAAAAH!"

Groups of Venomous Viper Drakes exuded poisonous gases from their jaws, poisoning people and paralyzing their bodies, groups after groups of dwarf soldiers fell before they could even fight.

"ROOOAAR!"

The Lesser Red Dragons unleashed fireballs and set countless houses on flames, making people scream and panic, and enter in further chaos.

"GRUOOOHHH!"

The bulky and strong Cave Drakes started tearing apart any obstacle like mad bulls, charging at things and destroying them, this included the soldiers, who were being trampled down like ragdolls.

"GRYYAARGH!"

And the fast Lesser Blue Dragons ran rapidly, chasing their preys and tearing apart both soldiers and civilians nearby, mercilessly.

The scene of pure chaos and death amused Fafnir, as he laughed while only glancing for now.

"Hahaha… HAHAHAHA! Yes, tear them all apart!"

Within the city, the princess panicked, the barrier that her mother had created using everything she had, even her own Magic and Soul, was torn down by the mighty ghost of the dwarves' past and history.

"M-Mother's barrier… T-This can't be… Everyone's dying… The Dragons are getting in! Why are the soldiers doing nothing?!" She screamed, running with her father.

"It seems they have been inflicted with some sort of status ailment, a curse to their hearts! I never thought Fafnir's voice could make even my brave soldiers become afraid and terrified to the point they couldn't even fight…" The King gritted his teeth. "My daughter, evacuate with everyone else. As of now, they're only attacking within the first square, the others are still safe, and people has begun to evacuate over there! Go seek Richard and go!"

"But father!" Cried his daughter, being dragged away. "I can't simply… WAIT! NO!"

As King Dainn gritted his teeth, he led the group of elites into the kingdom's treasury, opening its gates and quickly ordering them to take everything they could, magic rings, accessories, armor, weapons, golems, anything!

"But my King, these relics are too ancient! Is it okay to use them?!"

"They're too valuable!"

"This is too much…!"

"STOP IT!" The King furiously said, wearing a golden armor that Sigurd once wore. "If we don't use these powerful weapons, they would only be pitiful relics! This is the time when we need to use everything we have… We must defend our people and buy them enough time! We cannot completely rely on outsiders. With our own strength, we'll do it!"

The King and his strongest battalion ran across the streets, reaching the frontlines.

Dainn glanced one last time at the sword that belonged to Queen Titania, and the ring at its side.

Even when he gave that speech, those two relics were things he didn't dare to touch…