《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Tsunami
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Sinistrar was defeated and did not realize what he had just done. Its golden glow turned to dark yellow. He lost all his brilliance.He was alone in his cathedral. His vassals gone, abandoned, his silent allies. He looked into a crystal ball at the humans greeting the Japanese army.
"Ungrateful!, They lived well, in peace and they prospered... Bastards, traitors... dirty humans
Isaac hummed behind Sinistrar.
"We haven't abandoned you, we Americans... you can still do something, according to the latest images from AO, their portal is powered by 2 plasma furnaces. They emit mana by disintegration of rock crystal.
You still have control of the gate to America...gather your troops, take refuge with us and attack with us as the French did during the last great war.
You have no chance against modern weapons, but if you learn to defend yourself against them, you will have a chance."
The deadly wave rose in the water and ravaged several ships, but Japan, being used to the tsunami, had only a few minor losses, barely 1% of their strength.
But the vaguer met the cliff and climbed to altitude, devastating the northern lands and the wave destroyed everything in its path. Cities, villages, cultures, fortresses, everything went through there
Only those who knew how to fly or were lucky could get away with it.
The muddy ground and the devastation of the tsnunami stopped the Japanese army from advancing halfway across the draconian territory.
The victims numbered in the thousands but not more because the affected area was sparsely populated and almost deserted.
The silver and copper dragons lined up behind Sinistrar and formed a combat formation. The other gold dragons too dumb to flee with their gold, leaving their servants and other dragons to their fate.
Dragon hunters and adventurers would rub their hands to loot the loot..... Outside the empire, they have no protection.
some applied for asylum in Majestia and were welcomed but as ordinary citizens, and without any privileges. They were told that they were lucky to be citizens and not taken back as beasts or monsters. Only those who participated significantly by sacrificing their wealth could obtain the right of citizenship... a small revenge of the unicorns on the arrogance of the dracosires and to punish them for their cowardice.
Tania went to the US portal and she was still officially a member of the expedition but disappeared, her MI6 agent's blanket not being revealed. With some beautiful male and female raptors in cages that she reserved for her future inverted harem, she was at dawn near the gate and waiting for him to get active.
But to her great surprise, caravans of thousands of people fleeing the war took refuge near the gate. First, it was the golden dragons and their followers, usually other dragons, and it quickly turned into a pugilate.
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Tania went quickly into the underground under the gate to seal the entrance and protect its operation and change the parameters as she had learned with the eye of God under the labyrinth.
The golden dragons seriously wounded each other, not being able to kill the others, but they were in a bad state. They blamed their servants who were sent away, but they left on their own, disgusted by their stingy masters.
The most comical thing is that they left from a few meters under their own tent, or that they stole the necessary equipment from their master under their nose".
"But, but, it's my tent!"
A copper dragon replied: "Now it's my crazy old lady! Consider this my severance pay!"
The dracosire says, "Guards! Stop him!"
The guardian dragons laughed in his face: "And where are you going to put it? On your back? HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The other little dragons made fun of the dracosires ruined by the war.
Too rotten and accustomed to being served, they had become like big fat lizards unable to help themselves.
Their stomachs began to rumble and they fought among themselves in a pitiful spectacle for a few victuals that some jealously guarded.
The servants had deliberately looted the reserves to see how their ex-masters had become pathetic.
Some cried, others went mad or crawled into the dirty earth, rubbish and food waste. Most of them were too big to fly.
Then shortly afterwards, caravans of refugees fleeing the war. As soon as they saw the draconsire, they took stones and threw them under the protection of silver and copper dragons. Chromatic dragons joined people in their hatred of drama.
They were ALL looted without exception and were parked in a hole from which they could not get out, too big.
Those who could still fly fled and waited their turn to pass through the gate gathered for a forced passage.
Tents were erected and for once people no longer made any distinction of race or class. Humans and dragons became friends, if not more so, and hybrids, living in hiding, appeared. They marched in provocation before the dracosires who had to settle for a stump of bread or a jug of water that a good soul still deigned to give them.
Sinistrar went down into a secret room and activated old runes
and he started a disintegrator, according to Isaac's information and he poured powdered gems and saw that the discovery was working! An infinite source of mana!
He activated his large observatory and a sliding dome with stones and gems curved the sun's rays and the ray struck a kind of translucent stone screen that came to life and like a TV, one could see from the sky the position of the troops.
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He adjusted some gems and the enemies appeared in red.
"ALL OF THIS!....... I've killed a lot of people for so little..."
Isaac:" The Japanese are used to Tsunamis... their equipment is adapted..."
In blue we could see the dragons equipped with a manacom for communication in the crisis centre.
Sinistrar: "There are many of them and their equipment... Oh all these blue spots surrounded... prisoners.... There are many of them......
My entire army... from the north.
Isaac: "Make a strategic withdrawal. "
Sinistrar: "And if we use atomics as you say, I can make some of them"
Isaac: "By the time they are built, they will be here, you will be captured and sealed for all eternity or you will have to do the puppet for their emperor. The ultimate humiliation. You are still a symbol. If you don't fall, the others will keep hope. But my senses tell me that this alliance is not normal and the symbols on the flag represent a former emperor demon with several tails.
If you are captured, you and the dracosires may face a fate worse than death.
Why attack you, you?? That's the question.
They could have conquered barbaric and resourceful lands.
I think the target are the golden dragons themselves."
Sinistrar dripped sweat on his scales.
Then, looking at Isaac:
"Everything is coming together... we're not dealing with a normal attack... It's brutal, and it's oriented. This is ethnic cleansing!
They want to eradicate us!
And who wants us dead?
The only one that comes to mind: TIAMAT? The goddess of darkness? But she's not a coward! She can't afford it.
A demon lord then! A titan??
Isaac: "It's not Ivan, he's a demonlord but not a demon... but the multi-tailed thing... Wait, there's a legend under there.
Yes, there was an old demon that made Japan tremble and the legend says that he fled a samurai armed with a spear or a magic katana produced with the sacrifice of his fiancée or daughter but I don't know anymore but he pushed him back into the ocean and he was sealed. but he could not be killed or finished because if he collapsed, all of Japan would sink with him. so he was kept prisoner.
It was only a myth but if it were true...it would have been awakened by the mana that is circulating again on earth and the portals....
Yes, it fits.
MAJESTY, YOU MUST SURVIVE AT ALL COSTS! Even humiliated, even mutilated. Don't let yourself or the other draconians get caught.
LEAVE!
It's your heart they want or your liver, but do you know what happens to a soul eaten by a demon? She's becoming a demon too!"
Sinistrar cried.
"What can I do?? I'm out of ideas!
Yes, storms and delay them!
He then took a golden orb from his arsenal and activated the sphere:
"Gold dragons, half and hybrid, silver dragons and others, and also you dracosires cowards, this is your emperor speaking to you.
The danger we face is much more serious than we thought.
A modern army from overseas, finally from one side, is attacking us and they want our land, our resources but above all our skin and soul.
This is no longer a war or a battle
My children, this is ethnic cleansing. Dragons in general are targeted for their heart, their crystal for their blood. They want YOU!
The small and humble risk nothing but as soon as you have a little power, a fate worse than death awaits you
We're going to enter the resistance. Our US allies will help us through this ordeal and reclaim what was taken from us! but not now.
Our only objective is to SURVIVE.
You alive, we can rebuild everything.
But when we die, we will disappear and so will our culture.
I know that the system imposed seemed unfair but remember that no one ever starved to death in our empire again. It was our pride that even the poorest had the right to care, shelter and food.
Look at me, I don't have any treasure rooms. My treasure was you, the people.
Run away, hide under the ferrous mountains and volcanoes or take the portal and help the Americans who will soon go to war with them! I myself will activate the portal and go with the volunteers."
Sinistrar cried and forgot to cut off communication.
Isaac, I want to die! But I can't!
If I launch the atomics, they'll retaliate, won't they?"
Isaac: "Yes, certainly, and they will target cities and villages to break morale. It's a military strategy."
Oh, the comm stayed on.
"Excuse me, but survive!" and he cut off communication.
The news went like a wildfire and Majestia and the other countries sent diplomatic delegations to invaders to hope to continue living in peace.
Peace was signed in exchange for the capture of all the golden dragons. Obviously those who received the message did not wait for their rest and they all fled to the portal
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