Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The battle on the right-wing battlefield ended abruptly with the surrender of the nobles, leaving only some players chasing the defeated troops. On the frontal battlefield, a fierce battle involving tens of thousands of people continued between the two behemoths.

"Roar--"

The three heads of the Chimera roared in unison.

The dragon head spurted out blazing flames and once again shot down an Eagle Guard in front of him.

"Monster, die!"

Aiden, the leader of the first regiment of the North Wind Eagle Guards, shouted sharply and pierced the Chimera's goat's head with his spear.

With a shrill wail, the goat's head raised high, splattering with blood.

The three-headed monster had already killed a dozen of his men, and he was so intent on killing the Chimera that he even ignored the threat from the air.

However, just as Aiden thrust out his spear, excited shouts and a shocking dragon roar came from behind.

"Noodles, charge directly with dragon roar!"

"Two thousand experience, here I come!"

First there was the sound of gold and iron interlacing, and then there was a soft sound that penetrated flesh and blood.

The six-meter-long lance directly pierced Aiden, who was caught off guard and still maintained the posture of thrusting the lance. Even the most sophisticated plate armor could not withstand the terrifying force of the lance diving from a hundred meters in the air. strength.

Aiden, the leader of the first regiment of the North Wind Eagle Guard, died at the hands of the player.

The words "You gain 2100xp" are refreshed on the steamed bun's panel.

"Holy crap, I just killed the elite monster!"

Steamed Bun threw Aiden's body away, cheered happily, and rode the flying dragon up again.

In the command camp, Robert watched the increasingly fierce situation. Whether it was because of nervousness or heat, sweat continued to flow from his forehead.

He wiped his face dry with luxurious silk and said solemnly to the staff officer beside him: "We can't go on like this."

"With this style of fighting, the soldiers won't last long."

"We need to take the initiative to break the deadlock."

The staff officer pondered for a moment and then said: "What do you mean?"

Robert said in a deep voice: "Go and ask Mr. Schroeder to take action to support the frontline troops."

The staff officer was surprised: "But didn't you say that if the red dragon didn't appear, Mr. Schroeder wouldn't have to cast a spell?"

Robert said: "We can only keep the dragon-killing crossbow as our final trump card. If Sir Schroeder doesn't go to the front line to support us, I don't know how long our army can last."

His tone faltered.

"Aiden has died"

"Yes, sir."

The staff officer understood what he meant, nodded in agreement, and went to invite the chief mage.

Soon, a man in a gray robe came to the front line under the heavy escort of the coalition forces. He was the Gray Eagle of the Arcane Monastery and the chief court mage of the Rachman Principality - Schroeder.

The general in armor stood aside and said in a respectful tone:

"Master Schroeder, this is the situation."

"We want you to cast your spell and support the troops on the front lines."

Schroeder looked at the monsters fighting with the coalition forces in the distance, and said in a hoarse voice: "The flame family of the red dragon."

"I see."

He stared at the high ground where dragon-veined monsters gathered, narrowed his eyes, and slowly raised his staff.

【Ice Storm】

In an instant, large icy clouds appeared in the sky, which first dropped tiny boulders, and then gradually formed into hail and dropped many stone-hard ice cubes.

Those hailstones hit the dragon-veined monsters, not only causing them to be hit, but also bringing a biting chill.

"boom!"

Hail struck a dragon-veined lizardman, and his movements became slower and slower. The originally hot dragon-veined blood gradually became cold, and finally turned into a motionless ice sculpture.

And things like this are still happening in this highland. Monsters are scrambling to escape from this area, but many of them have been turned into ice sculptures, and they even maintain the posture of escaping.

These monsters with the fiery blood of the red dragon would rather die in a fight than be frozen to death in this spell for no apparent reason.

"Damn, it's an ice storm!"

Doro is also unfortunately in the center of this spell's range.

Although he used the blood-fire battle ax to block the hail from the sky, his movements were gradually slowing down, and his blood gradually became cold.

Sensing that something was wrong, Doro roared with all his strength:

"Rump! Are you fucking dead in the back!"

"There is a spell caster on the other side!"

"boom!"

Just listen to the earthquake.

The six-meter-tall dragon-veined ogre directly used flying skills to reach the front line and landed with a crash.

Although this Duoluo had many conflicts with him, if he was left to die here, he would not be able to explain to his master in the future.

Thinking of this, Trump calmly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and raised the staff in his hand that was as slender as a toothpick.

【Power Wall Technique】

A sloping wall of invisible force appeared over the high ground.

Hailstones fell from the air one after another, but they were all blocked by the force field wall. Instead, they all fell to the coalition position along its tilted angle.

Suddenly, the coalition forces screamed and suffered constant casualties.

Schroeder's expression changed drastically, and he quickly released his shield technique to block the incoming hail.

But the soldiers guarding him were not so lucky. They were either killed by the hail or turned into ice sculptures.

Schroeder retreated behind the line in a wandering step.

He looked up at the invisible force field in the air and muttered to himself: "Damn, it's a force wall. Only dissociation can destroy it. There is such a high-level spellcaster on the opposite side."

You should know that dissociation is a six-ring spell. Even Schroeder is powerless against this force field wall.

On the side of the monster army, Doro panted and gritted his teeth to "thank" him:

"Rump, you came just in time. I almost froze to death in that spell!"

His tone became more and more angry.

"I'm fighting hard in the front, but you can't even see a shadow behind!"

Rump looked down at the hobgoblin with disdain and said in a flat tone: "Commander Doro, think about it. You are leading the most elite troops of the Burning Nest, but you are forced to this point by a group of humans."

Rump's tone was a little teasing.

"You said you would crush them easily. That was your original words, so I gave you this opportunity to show your ability. But look at you now - why do you still need to ask me for help?"

"Rump, you..."

As Rump sneered, Doro's face became redder, but he could not find any rebuttal, so he could only swallow his anger.

Rump looked up at the battlefield and slowly raised his staff.

"Look, this is what we call crushing easily."

[Fire Wall]

A fire wall stretching for dozens of meters appeared on the battlefield.

The blazing flames mercilessly burned the coalition soldiers who were caught off guard, and there were constant wails for a while.

The followers of the Burning Nest were carrying the blood of the red dragon, and they were not afraid of this at all. They rushed into the fire wall and chased the unfortunate enemies who were burning.