Under the Red Dragon

Clang, clang, clang.

A werewolf warrior agilely dodged the heavy blade swung by a Custodes warrior. His explosively growing wolf claws slashed several times at the heavy armor of the Custodes warrior in front of him in the span of a single breath, but only managed to produce a few sparks, leaving a few shallow scratches on the heavy armor.

Once these werewolves activate their own wild power, they experience a considerable increase in size, strength, defense, and agility, making them comprehensive warriors.

But facing the heavily armored Custodes warriors, even a powerful race like werewolves was somewhat helpless.

Unable to inflict damage with their claws, the werewolf slightly bent his legs, preparing to leap backward before the Custodes warrior's heavy sword could strike, wanting to disengage and find a new opportunity.

"May the light of my blade illuminate your fragile life,"

The Custodes warrior's deep voice came from under his mask. The arm covered in gauntlets suddenly bloomed with a faint light. This light flowed like water from the gauntlet into the Custodes warrior's heavy sword.

"May the glory of my King illuminate your pathetic body. This is the power my King has granted me, a Mind-Powered Blade!"

The already agile heavy sword in the Custodes warrior's hand suddenly surged in speed, becoming as swift as the wind in that instant. The Mind Seed awakened within him granted the heavy sword the speed to cut through the air, carrying unstoppable power that directly struck the werewolf's leaping legs.

Swish, blood splattered.

The heavy sword effortlessly shredded the werewolf's fur, which was comparable to leather armor, and severed the werewolf's bones, which were as tough as ironwood.

The werewolf warrior's upper body was still leaping backward, but both legs had been cut off at the thighs. The intense pain caused the werewolf to howl miserably. The next second, the werewolf's upper body crashed to the ground.

Faced with the fear of death, even the wild werewolf desperately clawed at the ground, trying to crawl forward to get support and protection from his companions.

But every werewolf had their own opponent. Even the most powerful Alpha leader of the Bloodclaw Clan, the werewolf who had just stepped into the Saint Realm, was confronting the Custodes leader, the Dragonkin Werewolf Saha, and dared not act rashly.

And on the cliff, there were Custodes warriors in black heavy armor propping up their heavy swords, standing straight on the edge of the cliff, coldly watching the battle in the valley, like falcons eyeing their prey.

So the werewolf warrior's struggle was destined to be as futile as his attack.

Pfft, the Custodes warrior's heavy body leaped slightly, and the heavy sword, carrying immense power, pierced through the werewolf's hardest skull, pinning the struggling werewolf to the ground.

"May the glory of my King grant you liberation! Pathetic soul!" The Custodes warrior drew out the blood-soaked heavy sword with his left hand, and opened his right gauntlet, pressing it against the emblem on the left chest of his armor.

This emblem was carved with a red dragon's eye, but unlike the illusory red dragon's eye on the dragon king's flag, it was a real red dragon's eye inlaid in the lines.

If you looked closely, you could see the style belonging to the goblin Boom-Boom's creations in this red dragon's eye. This was an experimental product of Goblin Boom-Boom after obtaining some knowledge bestowed by Kalon and improving his magic core.

And the tiny magic crystals inlaid around this red dragon's eye magic core were the power source of this red dragon's eye.

The heavy armor worn by the Custodes warriors, as Goblin Boom-Boom's first experiment combining magic cores and armor, was also named by Goblin Boom-Boom as the Magic-Powered Armor Prototype I.

But obviously, this werewolf warrior had chosen the wrong opponent. You must know that even among the hundreds of the most loyal Custodes warriors, only a handful of warriors could successfully awaken their own Mind Seed under Kalon's influence.

As a result, the armor on this Custodes warrior had not yet had time to try out new functions, so this Custodes warrior offered a silent prayer to his King for his enemy, then picked up his heavy sword and looked towards the chaotic scene in the field.

A werewolf leader with a height of three meters was extremely powerful. His agile figure and powerful strength kept a Custodes squad leader, who was slightly clumsy in comparison, running in circles.

The werewolf leader's claws never collided head-on with the Custodes warrior's heavy sword, only using both claws to block the remaining edge of the heavy sword at the most dangerous times.

Clang,

The werewolf leader used both claws to resist the heavy greatsword, sinking downwards to dissipate the force of the heavy sword. His left claw suddenly grabbed the back of the sword, and his right claw swung out, leaving a deep mark on the weak joint of the Custodes centurion's armor.

The power attached to the wolf claws further increased the penetration and strength. Even the heavy armor began to show damage under the werewolf leader's multiple attacks.

Bang, the werewolf leader suddenly fell backward, supporting his body with his strong arms, and his strong legs slammed towards the Custodes warrior who was retracting his heavy sword, kicking the heavily armored warrior away.

Then, the werewolf leader exerted force with his arms, and his rebounded legs moved backward, performing a handstand backflip with extreme ease, completing this series of actions in an instant.

The landed legs slammed down, and he pounced again towards the Custodes centurion who had been kicked away. The Custodes warrior in heavy armor had not had time to get up at this time. The heavy armor provided strong defense, but also sacrificed some flexibility to a certain extent.

As a transcendent species born with wild power and werewolf blood, he possessed both the strength of the flesh and the transcendent wild power, unlike many ordinary Custodes warriors, who only possessed the strong body and fighting skills bestowed by natural talent.

Although every Custodes warrior was influenced by Kalon, the power they possessed was terrifying. Every fully armed Custodes warrior was enough to fight against ordinary elite squad warriors and kill them.

But after all, not all Custodes have stepped into the extraordinary stage and possess their own extraordinary power.

The extraordinary power possessed by some creatures may not be powerful, but it can provide magical uses.

For example, the Shadow Wolf Heart Clan leader in front of him can not only gain a comprehensive increase in wild power, but the energy attached to his claws is like a maggot attached to the bone, adhering to the marks cut open on the heavy armor, corroding the heavy armor's hard defense, making the area around the opening of the heavy armor more fragile.

Moreover, werewolves like the Shadow Wolf Heart Clan leader who can completely control their wild power can also use their blood and saliva to inject their wild power into humans and some intelligent races, planting wolf poison and turning them into new werewolves.

Werewolves who cannot fully control their wild power can only rely on luck if they want to turn other races into werewolves. If they are unlucky, they will only die of serious illness due to infection with wolf poison.

"Damn it, I knew those green-skinned dwarves couldn't be relied on. They're useless at critical times. It's better to keep the original armor thickness, which would have stronger defense,"

The Custodes centurion, who had been kicked over and was lying on the ground, complained in frustration. Seeing the Shadow Wolf Heart Clan leader pouncing towards him, he rolled on the spot, flipping to the left.

At the same time, the Custodes warrior slammed his right hand **** on the left chest inlaid with the red dragon's eye. The magic core, which had not reacted for a long time, finally lit up, like a giant dragon opening its eyes, and a layer of spiritual light emerged, pouring into the warrior's body.

The trained Custodes centurion skillfully drove the power pouring into his body. His reaction became faster, his strength became stronger, he stretched out his arm, opened his gauntlet, and directly caught the wolf leader's claws that were grabbing in the next second.

Ding ding ding,

The light emerging from the Custodes centurion's gauntlet offset the power attached to the werewolf leader's claws. The sharp claws collided with the hand claws, splashing out a few sparks, but the werewolf's claws were firmly held by the warrior's gauntlet and could not break free.

Originally, the strength of each Custodes warrior was already terrifying. Even the werewolf leader only surpassed the Custodes warrior's strength by one level after transforming, and gained greater increases in agility and other aspects, so he could easily suppress the Custodes warrior with heavy armor defense.

Even the centurion, who was already quite outstanding among the Custodes warriors, was slightly at a disadvantage when facing the werewolf leader.

But with the power supply from the magic core, the strength of this Custodes centurion was enough to compete with the werewolf leader's strength.

While the werewolf leader was shocked by the sudden increase in the opponent's strength, he was unexpectedly caught by the Custodes centurion, who had been planning this for a long time, and grabbed his claws, pulling the werewolf leader's entire body towards himself.

Bang,

A muffled sound rang out, and the Custodes centurion wildly smashed his head against the werewolf leader's head, a fierce headbutt that made the werewolf leader see stars and bleed from his mouth and nose.

Then, the Custodes centurion's knee armor topped up, and he slammed **** into the werewolf leader's crotch.

"Aww, aww, aww,"

The miserable wolf howl, like the wail of the dead, but it stopped abruptly. The centurion, who had seized the initiative in the battle, concentrated all his strength, and the heavy sword in his hand slapped horizontally, directly breaking the werewolf leader's leg, and then stepped heavily on the werewolf leader's heart.

"Oh, I misunderstood that green-skinned dwarf. I should call him Master Boom-Boom. This magic-powered armor is indeed quite good,"

The Custodes centurion lifted his mask, revealing his face, and showed a smug smile. "My King's will is watching you and me, do not resist, werewolf, your soul cannot belong to my King's sanctuary, your body cannot bathe in my King's glory, you will only usher in a pathetic death, be quiet!"

The Silver Fang Clan's elder, this powerful werewolf, watched as the werewolves around him died or were captured one by one under the heavy swords of the Custodes warriors, and his eyelids twitched.

Especially the magic released by the Yuktner Clan's werewolf elder was easily blocked by the armor on those Custodes warriors.

Although in close combat, the werewolf elder only released control-based low-level magic, the armor badge on the Custodes warrior lit up, and a thin magic shield instantly wrapped the warrior's whole body.

The magic released by the werewolf elder could only hit the magic shield and could not affect the Custodes warrior's body.

Clap, the Custodes warrior blocked the Yuktner Clan's werewolf elder's claw strike, but the magic core in front of his chest suddenly short-circuited, and several small magic crystals flickered with uncertain light, and then went out at the same time.

A thick white smoke overflowed from the channel connecting the magic core to the inner layer of the heavy armor, filling the Custodes warrior's closed mask. wisps of white smoke overflowed from the mask, but it also choked the Custodes warrior, causing his eyes and nose to run and coughing repeatedly.

This Custodes warrior was immediately kicked away from behind by the Yuktner Clan's werewolf elder without any defense. Just as the werewolf elder wanted to pounce on him and end the Custodes warrior's life.

A heavy sword suddenly whistled from the valley and was heavily inserted between the werewolf elder and the unlucky Custodes warrior.

A tall Custodes warrior jumped down from the cliff, and his excited voice came from under his closed mask, "It's finally my turn!"

And that unlucky Custodes warrior lay on the ground, resigned to his fate, lifted his mask, and allowed the thick white smoke to pour out from inside his armor.

"Cough cough cough, that green-skinned dwarf is really unreliable!"

"See," behind the werewolf Saha's tall body, the blood-red cloak fluttered, and the Dragonkin Werewolf propping up his heavy sword brought terrifying pressure to the Silver Fang Clan's werewolf elder at this moment.

"This is part of the power that my King has given me," the werewolf Saha opened his other claw upwards, holding it in the air, and he sneered: "You better pray that the will of the werewolf ancestors is blessing you, because my King's will is always with me!"

"Next, let you try the power that my King has given me,"

Swish,

The werewolf Saha's wings on his back suddenly unfolded, like huge bat wings, and wisps of flame-like lines grew on the huge bat wings. At this moment, these lines were flowing with a layer of flame light.

These flame lights suddenly surged and lit up in the next second. The werewolf Saha had already taken off, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed towards the werewolf elder opposite him with the power of wind and thunder.

The werewolf elder's face changed. Even with his strength, he did not dare to take Saha's powerful attack head-on. He quickly jumped backward. The werewolf's excellent jumping ability allowed the werewolf elder to jump far away as if flying at low altitude.

But the werewolf elder's speed paled in comparison to Saha. The Dragonkin Werewolf, who was flying in the air, released the heavy sword that had been slashed down from his hand.

Saha's dragon horns lit up at this moment, and a stream of fiery flames spewed out from the Dragonkin Werewolf's mouth, burning towards the werewolf elder who had just landed.

Although the Dragonkin Werewolf's flames could not be compared to Kalon's, they were enough to instantly scorch the flesh, not to mention that the werewolf's hair was lush and he hated this kind of flame attack the most.

The werewolf elder had no time to escape the flames, so he could only block his claws in front of him, and the wild power swelled out from his body, intertwined on his claws, splitting the spraying flame stream.

How could the Dragonkin Werewolf, who had excellent combat experience, let go of this opportunity? He landed in front of the werewolf elder in an instant while spewing flames, and his long claws swelled up, effortlessly inserting into the werewolf elder's chest, gently holding the werewolf elder's still violently beating heart.

"Is this the power that makes you have greedy delusions, huh?" The werewolf Saha restrained the flames and mocked mercilessly: "May my King's glory illuminate your weakness, Nottie, you are simply vulnerable!"

"Saha, have you also awakened the power of the ancestors?" The werewolf elder looked unwilling, and his voice was bitter.

The werewolf who awakens the power of the ancestors is roughly equivalent to a human stepping into the holy rank. The werewolf who awakens the power of the ancestors no longer simply enjoys the comprehensive increase brought by the werewolf blood and wild power.

Their wild power can also be like the human power seed, integrating and condensing the wild power, transforming it into tangible power, which can extend outside the body and become more powerful.

"No, but soon," the Dragonborn werewolf replied, "combat isn't just a simple comparison of strength. Besides, even without awakening the power of my ancestors, I'm stronger than you."

The Dragonborn werewolf's confident words made the Silver Fang Clan elder across from him sneer, "Saha, you also come from a werewolf clan. You should know that each clan has at least several tribes, and we are only a part of them."

"If those old fogeys in the council weren't so unwilling to give up their power and status, and hadn't only sent us here, you would never be able to defy the clan's will!"

"So, they don't dare to face the dragons head-on, so they came up with this terrible idea?" Saha mocked to his heart's content.

"Join us. With your help and status, we can easily fool the dragons, and then turn all the humans and intelligent races in the dragon's territory into werewolves. You'll enjoy even more power then."

The werewolf elder tried his best to persuade his fellow clansman, saying, "As long as we outwardly submit to the dragons, those dragons won't care what kind of creatures their followers are."

"We werewolves will become the masters behind this land, and you will be the great werewolf who created the werewolf empire. The history of the werewolves will remember your deeds!"

"Then, we werewolves who are driven by the old guys in the council will have more power than the council itself. Those cowardly and cunning old guys deserve to eat shit like dogs!"

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"Oh, that's a tempting offer," the Dragonborn werewolf Saha said in a loud voice, feigning interest.

The other Imperial Guards cast scrutinizing glances at the Dragonborn werewolf, some of them stirring with unease. Although all the Imperial Guard warriors usually obeyed the Dragonborn werewolf's leadership and greatly admired and respected him,

if the Dragonborn werewolf had a disagreement with the dragons, almost none of the Imperial Guards would choose to stand on the werewolf's side.

"Unfortunately, this is not the King's will," the Dragonborn werewolf Saha said, changing the subject. He released his claws that were gripping the werewolf elder's heart, but his other claws directly snapped the werewolf elder's legs.

Looking at the werewolf elder on the ground, the Dragonborn werewolf Saha smiled and said, "This is the King's will. I was just worried about 'voluntarily' offering my blood to my King. You came just in time, Noti. You are a good werewolf!"

The werewolf elder Noti sat on the ground in a sorry state, his broken legs dangling uselessly. His powerful healing ability had already begun to heal the wound in his chest.

He glared at the Dragonborn werewolf and said coldly, "Saha, we have failed. The council will continue to send people. They don't dare to cause trouble for the dragons, but they dare to cause trouble for you."

"Let me go, take me to see the dragon. I will tell the dragon the council's plan, and then we can join forces. Anyway, if I fail, I will be stripped of my Alpha werewolf status when I return."

Poof.

The Dragonborn werewolf couldn't help but laugh. He didn't hide his attitude at all and mocked, "That's perfect. My King's laboratory needs a lot of fresh samples. As for wanting to see the dragon, you're not qualified!"

"Take these defeated dogs away and let the kobolds who are good at torturing alien races entertain them," the Dragonborn werewolf said, carrying his greatsword and leisurely heading home. His current home was in the Golden City.

...

"Keep bombing, blast this little mouse out of the gutter," the valiant Bartoli female knight said, raising her head and commanding from the sky while riding a flying dragon leader.

The other flying dragons were ridden by their knights and stayed far away from the range of the lich's spells in the bottom of the valley, dropping 'boom booms' from the sky.

This was the extremely unbalanced advantage of airborne mobile troops against ground targets.

One 'boom boom' after another was dropped by the flying dragon knights, falling into the valley and exploding with muffled sounds, the sound of splashing water rising and falling.

Many 'boom booms' also landed on the building where the lich was hiding, causing the magic barrier covering the building to shake slightly.

A large number of 'boom booms' thinned the thick fog slightly, but the spreading smoke filled the gaps in the fog, making it difficult to distinguish whether the fog or the smoke was filling the entire bottom of the valley.

"Roar."

A bone dragon that was twenty meters long suddenly flew out of the fog, baring its fangs and claws, two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps flickering in its eye sockets. It was obviously extremely irritated by the bombing.

But all the bat-winged flying dragons scattered instantly. With the speed of these bat-winged flying dragons, this powerful bone dragon could only roar symbolically twice, and even the undead bone breath it spat out only produced two will-o'-the-wisps.

The bone dragon helplessly watched the departing flying dragon group and wanted to drill back into the fog.

But the organized flying dragon group, driven by the knights, was like a pack of hungry wolves proficient in wolf pack tactics, chasing this clumsy undead creature behind the bone dragon, and then vibrating the whiskers under their jaws at the same time under the command, emitting invisible sonic attacks, hitting the will-o'-the-wisps in the bone dragon's eyes until they flickered, like candles in the wind.

"Awoo," the injured bone dragon roared dejectedly and sank directly into the fog, going to rest for a short time.

Then this group of flying dragon knights began to repeat the previous actions.

In fact, these flying dragon knights had been bombing this valley for half a day.

At first, some careless flying dragon knights were shaken down by the lich's mental spell - Soul Howl, but after being rescued by other extremely fast flying dragons, they gradually tested the range of the lich's spells.

The lich, who was impatient with the bombing, rose into the air, wanting to sweep away these annoying flying dragon knights, but the lich was not a dragon. It did not suppress these bat-winged flying dragons at all, nor did it make the bat-winged flying dragons afraid to attack.

Under the leadership of the flying dragon leader, the aura of the strong was not enough to scare this group of flying dragons. Therefore, Bartoli commanded all the flying dragons to launch sonic attacks against the spirit at the same time, instantly knocking down the lich who was self-sufficient in power.

If the lich hadn't been good at mental and soul spells and had an instinctive defense against his own soul consciousness, this would have seriously injured the lich.

The bone dragon was even being teased by the bat-winged flying dragons like a toy. As for the white bone undead awakened from the fog, they had been shattered into many pieces of broken bones by the bombing.

The depressed lich could only fall into a passive situation of being beaten in this restrained situation. If the magic barrier he had set up to protect himself when he transformed into a lich wasn't strong enough, even the building he was hiding in might have been blown to pieces.

One flying dragon after another crossed the valley, looking for a suitable location, and then dropped 'boom boom', continuing to bomb the valley, wanting to force the lich out, at least to blow up the fog magic circle.

In the distance, flying dragons were flying towards here. These flying dragons were carrying baskets woven from rattan on their claws, filled with 'boom boom'.

The goblin boom boom was standing above the valley, looking at his invention blooming with glory with a monocular telescope purchased from the Eastern Continent.

He danced with joy and muttered to himself, "It seems that we need to develop different 'boom boom' for different enemies and combat occasions. For example, when there are many people, add some shrapnel and nails to the 'boom boom' to make it easier to cause damage."

"If you are facing this kind of solid building or a place with a defensive barrier, you should increase the dosage. Well, the current 'boom boom' is not powerful enough. Go back and make a large dosage of the big guy."

"Well, there is a saying about what is the equivalent in the knowledge that Baron Calon gave me. I have to think about it carefully. The great goblin inventor will definitely make a large equivalent guy for the dragon!"

The several dragons next to him watched this scene with interest. Even when the bone dragon appeared, these dragons showed strong anger, but they did not take action.

If the dependents can handle it, the dragons don't need to take action. This is the value of the dependents' existence.

This group of dragons just came to watch the fun. Not only did the red dragon Kleinaiya, who was inspecting the territory, come here, but even the copper dragon Alfred, who was always busy, was here watching the show.

Whether it is a chromatic dragon or a metallic dragon, they are all fun dragons.

The guys outside were watching the fun, and the lich inside only had depression and helplessness. If he hadn't transformed into a lich and his phylactery had been in a magic ritual, he would have slipped away long ago.

Now, even if he interrupts the magic ritual, it will be difficult for him to escape.

The idea of using flying spells is no longer feasible. As for driving the bone dragon to rush out, the dragons outside are not vegetarians. As long as they block a little, he will have to bear the collective attack of all the flying dragons.

He is now beginning to regret why he didn't spend time digging a spare passage underground.

After all, he never imagined that he would be besieged by so many enemies. The place he chose was remote enough. Even beasts would not set foot in this valley on weekdays.

This can only be attributed to the evil consequences caused by his behavior. Everyone's actions need to bear the corresponding consequences.

Rumble.

Under persistent bombing, some fragile stone walls were also blasted apart, and rocks collapsed and fell into the water.

The entire fog magic circle was also destroyed, and the fog began to dissipate, gradually revealing the valley shrouded in fog.

Now the flying dragon knights bombed even more vigorously. With a clear target, these flying dragon knights, who were uniformly commanded, attacked at the same landing point. Even if the 'boom boom' dropped from the air had errors, the collective simultaneous bombing still made the entire defensive shield shake.

"Damn guys, damn guys, really damn," the lich felt the gradual weakening of the magic defense shield. He stood up, the will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets flickering, "If you don't let me live, I'll try my best. I don't believe you guys can stop me."

The lich, who was afraid of death, finally made up his mind to fight to the death.

The dragons on the valley outside also stood up. The female bronze dragon Alina looked at the gradually sinking sun and put away her mood for watching the show, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the nest to rest!"

The other dragons stood up one after another, following the bronze dragon Alina and spread their wings, flying into the sky above the valley, overlooking the gradually exposed valley.

"Surrender, lich. Calon said that as long as you surrender and serve the dragon territory for six hundred years, carry out six hundred years of labor reform, and all the income earned in the first five hundred years will be used to compensate the residents you killed, and the income earned in the last one hundred years will belong to the dragon group, we can forgive your sins."

In front of dragons, a long-lived species, even sentencing starts with hundreds of years.

"Don't try to resist. Calon will come at any time. He doesn't have a good temper with you disobedient things!" The copper dragon Alfred shook his head and wagged his tail.

He felt that today's events could also be adapted into a story. The dragons fought the lich for their residents, tsk, it was really touching. I have to say that the copper dragon Alfred has begun to like his work.

"We also have to publicly accept the sentence in the territory to announce your crime and correct the laws of the territory!" The white dragon Gamot also added. This white dragon lord is the dragon who can best understand Calon's meaning.

The valley was calm and silent for a long time before the lich's weak voice came, he said, "I don't believe it, unless you give me a written guarantee!"

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