The SSS Legendary Dragon Chose Me On Rebirth

"Oh? Is that your son, Drenvar? Your so-called Dragon heir with the SSS Dragon? Is that him?" Duke Lavi asked, rubbing his hands together. "I see. What do you think, Duke Draemir, should we put him in chains and keep him as our pet?"

Duke Draemir seemed to think about it and then he sighed. "I think I would like it if he could serve me wine with a cup made from the skull of his father."

The conversation chilled everyone on the battlefield. Those on the Vorrakyn's side felt their helplessness climb, and bleakness filled their hearts.

Vacuse, as well as anyone seasoned enough in those kinds of things, knew what was going on. The war had already started, but right then, it was psychological warfare.

If it was a standard kind of war, Vacuse would have said things to lift his own army's spirit, but he found no need. Instead, he turned his back against the two Dukes and faced the Vorrakyn's army.

He clasped his hands and bowed to them. "From now, till the end of this war, I, Vacuse Vorrakyn, am now the General Commander of the Vorrakyn forces!

"So says the Dragon Lord!"

Everyone was deeply shocked. Even those observing raised their eyebrows and could not hide their shock and surprise. Vacuse was going to be the General Commander that led all the forces of the Vorrakyn? Not the Dragon Lord?

Was this some kind of scheme?

But what could an untested General Commander like that do?

The eleven Commanders bristled. The High Commander's face was expressionless as before, but Skya had a glint in her eyes as she realized that Vacuse and Drenvar were up to something.

"Is this a way to give your son an important position before we wipe everything clean?" Duke Draemir mocked. Then his face turned angry when there was no response. "I have changed my mind. In fact, I want to kill the two of them immediately."

Duke Lavi nodded, and then he produced a small wooden box. "I feel the same way."

Their attendants stepped forward and brought two floating platforms close together. The two floating platforms had poles jutting out of them, each pole covered in runes that glowed with intense light.

Between the platforms, a smaller wooden plank was inserted to connect them together. The plank was covered in runes as well, linking them together.

"This is a method used to combine two formations. It appears to be the strongest formations from the respective Dukes," Drenvar said.

Vacuse narrowed his eyes, but the Dukes were not done.

Duke Lavi stepped forward and raised the wooden box into the air.

Vacuse felt uncomfortable just seeing the wooden box, and even Rith shifted within.

The Duke opened the box, and the temperature on the whole battlefield rose quickly.

He dipped his hand and lifted something that left everyone shocked to their core.

What he was holding was a red feather.

But its mere appearance made everyone that saw it suck in sharp breaths and gasp. Because it was not an ordinary feather at all. It was a Phoenix feather.

The Phoenix was just like the legendary Beast that the Dragons were. They were just as rare and powerful. And the thing was, there was no known Phoenix Pathway holder in the whole Empire.

Drenvar's expression changed. "Vacuse…"

But Vacuse did not reply. His eyes were narrowed. He could feel the astonishing power that was contained in the feather, and with the way the Dukes were combining their strongest formations, he knew what they were trying to do.

"This will not be even close to the level of War Artifacts," Vacuse said quietly.

From the distance Duke Draemir laughed. "Yes, it will not be, but it will be enough. In truth, we should not be using this, but we are Soulbearers and we are known for our tricks.

"With this, we will kill the whole of the command in one go. Cut the head and deal with the body. That is what is going to happen.

"Duke Lavi. Please continue."

Before they could, Vacuse raised his hand into the air and his eyes glittered. "…Rith… do you think that Phoenix feather can survive a large explosion?"

"…It should. It is a powerful magical thing. That Phoenix feather is quite powerful, not from the usual Phoenix…"

That was enough for Vacuse. Maybe it was only loaned to the two Dukes to use part of its power. But now that he had seen it, he wanted it.

"Today! I call you all to witness the beginning of a New Dawn!"

Then, before Duke Lavi could use what Vacuse had already considered his loot, he made his move.

He suddenly flung himself forward and began running towards the Dukes' army. His figure blurred forward, his body covered in purple energy as he poured the power of his soul space into his limbs, covering distance in streaks.

The sudden movement shocked everyone.

Vacuse was running towards an army of more than thirty thousand, all on his own, with nothing more than a raised fist.

"What is this guy doing? Has he gone mad?"

Harkon and the rest wanted to catch up and drag him back, but the Dragon Lord stopped them with only a gesture, his own face expressionless.

The Vorrakyn's forces did not understand what was happening, but they had already accepted their own death, and so they enjoyed the last show available to them.

The Dragon Lord's son wanted to be the first one to die? Fine by a lot of them.

Those on the Dukes' side came to the conclusion that Vacuse had gone mad due to fear, and some already began laughing at the comical scene.

The observers were just as shocked, and no matter how wise or knowledgeable they were, they could not figure out what was going on. They could only come to the conclusion that Vacuse was indeed mad.

Among them was Jellyfish. "Wait… I really did bet my fortune on him that they would win! Wait! Wait! After what they pulled off against the Red Leaves I thought… shit! I am fucked!"

The same thing happened throughout the Empire. The people who had gathered to watch the ultimate destruction of the Dragons learned something new.

Vacuse Vorrakyn is mad.