A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 968: Avalonian Refugees



Explosions erupted around them, sending the Novgorodians into a panicked frenzy. Amid the chaos, a woman with black and white hair appeared. Archer's eyes lit up as he recognized the person who had come to help him.

'Nyx came back!' he cheered as the Chaos Dragon sprang into action.

Just as she started attacking the enemies, he spotted Warhawks streaking across the sky, unleashing a relentless barrage using Draconian missiles and Gattling Cannons on everything below.

'Did the girls send them?' he wondered while admiring the beautiful explosions.

Archer watched as the Novgorodians fell to the sudden attack, which made him smile, but the pain caused his body to shudder. The Demi-God woman who had attacked was now fighting Nyx, who was toying with her as the dragon enjoyed the battle.

As the older Novgorodian swung a punch, Nyx effortlessly sidestepped the blow and suddenly sank her sharp teeth into the woman's arm. The impulsive bite elicited a sharp, pained scream from the Demi-God.

'She listened to the intrusive thoughts!' Archer thought with a pained chuckle.

He watched the fight just as another soldier charged from behind, driving a device into his shoulder, causing him to growl before killing the man with a flick of his tail. The shock was even more intense than before, leaving him in agony as Regeneration or his dragon body wasn't working.

Archer felt like he was strapped to an electric chair as the pain flowed through his body, his mana severed and overwhelming pain coursing through him. Just then, Nyx appeared, killing the man who had messed with him.

The Chaos Dragon lifted Archer, wincing as the device shocked her momentarily. Despite the pain, she ignored it and carried him away while the Warhawks covered their retreat. She sped across Pluoria and dodged the Alliance's attacks.

Nyx gritted her teeth before sharply descending as a wave of spells nearly hit them. Archer watched as she skillfully evaded several more attacks and blasted them with her chaotic dragon's breath.

While this was happening, Archer slowly recovered, causing his rage to overtake him. They stopped moving when Nyx realized he was finally healed. He turned to the dragon and spoke, his violet eyes gleaming, "Let's show them what happens when playing games with me."

As Archer plummeted from the sky, he spotted an Alliance army below. With a determined nod, he began casting Eldritch Blasts and Plasma Missiles mid-descent. The spells shot through the air with deadly precision, causing immediate chaos among the soldiers.

While the remaining Alliance soldiers were trying to recover from the sudden ambush, Archer swooped down like a bird of prey. He descended upon the battlefield with a mighty swoop, his wings beating furiously.

Archer flew through the ranks of Alliance soldiers, his claws slicing through the survivors, leaving a trail of devastation in his wake. They then returned to the fortress where the

kingdom was helping the Avalonian refugees.

When the duo arrived back, Ella, Brooke, and the other scolded him. They dragged a hobbling Archer back to their tent before sitting him down as the half-elf paced in front of him as she spoke in a firm voice, "You cannot be rushing off like that from now on, Arch. It's too dangerous, and the Alliance seems to have weapons to counter your overpowered self." 'She's right; I shouldn't have rushed off like that,' Archer thought as he nodded at Ella's words. "What if Nyx didn't come back? You would have been captured by the Alliance and hidden somewhere we couldn't find you," she said worriedly, and the other women agreed.

Teuila spoke up next, "'I say Ari and Nyx stay with him all the time or at least one of them," she suggested.

When the Aquarian Princess said that, everyone agreed, and Archer even gave a slight nod as he expressed, "You're right. I was stupid and could have endangered you. Nyx or Ari can accompany me from now on, so that won't happen again."'

"Sounds good to me," Nefertiti commented while looking at Archer. "Our enemies will do anything to capture you, husband. You need to be more careful from now on."

Archer nodded, "Sorry for being rash, ladies. I didn't know they had those Anti-Mana devices," he replied, which made the group smile.

He thanked them for their concern before diving back into his duties, with Nyx joining him. The Chaos Dragon clasped his arm, her radiant smile unmistakable as she said, "You're not getting rid of me this time, Arch."

Together, they walked through the fortress, flanked by the Drakeguards and Dragon Legionnaires who were shepherding scores of people toward the newly constructed harbor and onto the transport ships guarded by the First Fleets.

Their path eventually led them to the fortress wall, where Elara was coordinating the Dragonfire Company's efforts to target any approaching Alliance scouts. Archer watched and heard the Flamestorm Cannons roar to life, sending volatile mana shells across the landscape. When the couple reached the top of the wall, they saw the bright projectiles slamming into fleeing enemy soldiers. Explosions erupted everywhere, and Elara turned around with a smile as she greeted him, "Hello Arch. The Alliance attacks have calmed down, but more refugees are pouring in. They've heard that we take most after they take the mana oath."

Archer nodded before more cannons started firing, causing Elara to spin around and shout, "Why are you doing that, soldier?"

The man saluted as he pointed out more scouts approaching the wall. The weeks passed slowly as Draconia rescued millions of citizens and all the girl families now residing in Dragonheart City.

Archer noticed that most families got on well, and they brought more wealth through taxes and buying stuff. Following the rescue effort, he ordered a retreat, which the First Legion

covered.

When the Alliance realized they were gone, the leaders were enraged. This amused Archer, who witnessed them appear on the fortress walls. He and Nyx blasted them with their Dragon's Breaths, causing the enemy to flee.

After that, they flew back to Draconia, where he decided to isolate themselves behind the Death Mist. Thanks to the influx of people and noble families, the economy boomed. The kingdom prospered while more cities were built and farming villages erected.

Archer loved watching the island grow from a few dozen cities to a vibrant trade, farming, and manufacturing hub. He spent his days taking the women out on dates or helping them with his work while the outside world declared him the Devil King of Thrylos.

The Church of Light and its allies spread rumors that most people believed, making Archer the world's boogeyman. Thanks to his isolation, the world slowly stayed away from Draconia as the Novgorod and Nightshade Empires split everything between them.

Four years passed by just like that, and during that time, Draconia built up its military forces until there wasn't anyone left to recruit into the army, as the new arrivals were given jobs throughout the kingdom.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Archer had grown closer to Nyx, Ari, Aurelia, Aeris, and Eveline as they had been helping him with many of his projects. The Underwater Draconian Bases were completed during those years, and the first Deep Sea Legions had just finished training.

On one hot morning, Archer was sitting on his room's balcony while eating some cake that Ella had baked for him. He turned twenty-one yesterday, which made him smile and think, 'I've been here eight years already. Time has flown by.'

The scouting trips outside the Death Mist revealed that the central powers are cracking down on most continents except Frostwood, where the northern storms keep their invasion fleets

from attacking.

Archer was happy when hearing this, but soon enough, Elara and Olivia moved into the palace a couple of years ago. The white-haired admiral kissed him on the cheek before speaking, ''Jules and Sierra have moved to Dragonheart City, my love. They want me to see the baby and

their new place."

Jules was Olivia's son-in-law thanks to marrying her eldest daughter, who worked in Draconia's Naval Command while her husband was a captain for a Battleship in the Tenth

Fleet.

"When are you leaving?" Archer questioned as the two women sat down.

Olivia nodded with a beautiful smile, "The Imperial Knights are preparing the carriage now.

Brooke is joining me; she had finished training the spies alongside Mia," she said while taking a sip of the ale on the table.

"Enjoy yourself, and don't forget to come back for dinner," Archer said, finishing his ale in one hearty gulp. "You mentioned wanting to check out that new place in the river town. It

sounds like it could be fun."

The mature woman's face lit up with a radiant smile. She hugged him warmly before turning to re-enter the palace. Elara watched with a knowing smile and added, "She really adores you, Arch. Liv can't stop talking about you."

Archer turned to the Dragon Marshal and spoke with genuine warmth, "I'm truly grateful for

all of you in my life."

Elara's smile widened, clearly pleased by his words. She then shared the purpose of her visit, "The First Legion is finishing up training the last eight soldiers who've been assigned to the four islands and their fortresses."

Archer's thoughts echoed his smile. "Excellent. With those garrisons fully manned, we'll be ready to handle any external attention that comes our way."

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