Under the Red Dragon

Monsters and monsters, monsters and dragons, humans and monsters, finally made full contact at this moment.

The monsters and humans in the sky clashed and intertwined, leaving countless afterimages and scattered blood, the collision between claws and greatswords each time carrying the most brilliant afterglow of their lives.

The clash between power and fangs is the most savage and violent collision in the world; they roared and fought, this is a war of life and death, only victory can end it.

Biting and using claws to pounce are the main combat methods of those griffins, giant eagles, and mixed-blood dragon beast legions, especially effective against monsters smaller than them.

Especially some powerful griffins and dragon beasts themselves possess unique powers, such as the griffins' steel feather volleys and the giant eagles' elemental blade, as well as the dragon beasts' venomous gas breath.

Cooperating with knights wearing light armor and fine leather armor, armed with spears, arrows, and crossbows, only five hundred aerial knights are needed to cooperate with the ground legion warriors to annihilate enemies several times their number.

Unfortunately, the aerial suppression legion carefully cultivated by these nobles faced a dragon aerial legion that was countless times stronger and more numerous than them.

The batwing dragon legion's collective sonic attack in the first wave shook the vanguard of the noble coalition aerial legion, who had taken off and braced themselves for battle, from the high altitude.

Then these batwing dragon legions swept past, and the flying dragon and manticore legions began to pounce down, entangled with the second wave of the noble coalition air combat legion.

Although these fierce manticores cannot defeat griffins with knight cooperation, the terrifying venom is contained in the jagged barbs on their tails.

This venom can be released by spraying or by injection.

Even ordinary adult dragons do not like their bodies and flesh being pierced by these manticores' venomous needles.

Although it cannot cause significant trauma to the dragons, it will cause the dragons to fall into nerve paralysis and temporary organ damage.

In such a large-scale aerial legion collision, on average, each knight of the noble alliance aerial legion needs to face attacks from three or more manticores and flying dragons simultaneously.

Those cloud giants who control the flying dragon leaders are cloud giant beast tamers proficient in casting spells, cloud giant priest reserves, and cloud giant bloodline warlocks and spellcasters.

These primitive cloud giants are the most tyrannical giant race among giants, discriminating against other races, and such legion-level cluster hunting wars are their favorite stage.

The excited roars of these cloud giants even drowned out the sound of the flapping wings of the flying dragons, resounding continuously.

Griffins, giant eagles, and dragon beasts rained blood in the sky and fell, but the bodies of these aerial beasts and the knights on their backs were often torn to pieces by the swooping flying dragon army in mid-air.

Only broken limbs and blood splattered down, staining the noble legion warriors on the Marino city defense line red.

"Damn it, ignore those giants, ogres, and monsters, recalibrate the target!"

"Shoot down those dragons!"

The sharp cries of high-ranking commanders in each city defense watchtower stronghold rang out almost simultaneously, the densely packed flying dragon monster legion that obscured the sky and the sunlight was not the source of these high-ranking commanders' fear.

But the dragons, led and commanded by the dragon kings of the Golden Empire, who began to dance and jump wildly in the air, were the reason why these high-ranking commanders and even the spellcaster legions were afraid.

The dragons did not utter any dragon roars or hisses, what echoed between the dragons' sharp fangs was like the songs sung by the most famous singers in the Icaania world.

Ancient dragon language with the unique intonation of dragons resounded and lingered in the sky, accompanied by the rustling sound of the wind passing through the dragons' scales, extremely grand, melodious, and chilling to the heart.

The spellcaster legions and the high-ranking commanders of the nobles even felt a strange sense of absurdity at this moment, as if the bizarre and grotesque nature of the world was revealed at this moment with the coldness of death.

How terrifying are the dragons with order and wisdom?

These nobles and spellcasters can pat their chests and guarantee to everyone in the Icaania world, no one understands them better than us!

Because at this moment, the dragons, who have mastered all the intelligence about the noble coalition's military deployment, and the bloodthirsty warriors who were airdropped.

Almost at the same time, with a time difference of less than half a minute, they simultaneously descended over every magic node watchtower on the Dora Bi city defense line.

Amat's Tooth, a super-powerful alchemical weapon named after the evil creature once hunted by the God of War in ancient times, one Amat's Tooth is enough to easily shoot down any adult dragon's spell protection and solid scales.

But such a powerful alchemical weapon did not exert the power that the nobles had envisioned at this moment, not because Amat's Tooth was a substandard product, but because the dragons of the Golden Empire were not in the nobles' plans.

The air defense line, all weapons need a shooting and releasing angle, except for some special magic guide weapons, almost all anti-aircraft weapons cannot be fired at a right angle of ninety degrees.

This also means that a perfect air defense system, the war weapons between each magic node and the watchtower, need to support and map each other to cover all attack angles in the sky.

However, these dragons descended at the same time under the command of the Dragon Kings of the Golden Empire, so that all the high-level intelligence officers in the Dora Bi city wall defense line strongholds faced a choice between death and survival.

Calibrate the magic guide heavy artillery of the alchemical weapon to the sky above other strongholds to help their companions shoot down those dragons, or give up this idea and concentrate on fighting the terrifying enemy above their heads?

It is not that there are no noble legion commanders with strict military discipline and noble spirits, but when these commanders ordered to calibrate the shooting target, they found that they could only shoot down one flying dragon after another that was guarding the flight.

And those dragons, under the command of the Dragon Kings, often formed a formation of two to three or five dragons, and their flying姿态 in the sky was like showing off the magnificent and spectacular dance of the dragons.

But when these dragons were dancing the dragon dance, they actually concealed and transformed all the weak angles from each other, and in the heavy疊疊 dragon language, it was like composing a Dragon King Breaking Formation music.

In the sky full of vibrations and buzzing, flying dragons and manticores were penetrated and shattered by huge armor-piercing crossbow bolts and alchemical weapons and magic guide heavy artillery.

Streams of spell power fluctuations and magic guide weapons bloomed with bright light and gorgeous death, blasting the monster legion that had sunk into the sky into powder.

Several dragons were also shot down from the sky by these powerful weapons or the concentrated fire of the mage legion.

But accompanied by the strong vibration in the air in the sky, the magic torrent of the dragons of the Golden Empire descended at this moment.

The noble legion warriors who retreated into the watchtower's protection only felt a violent shaking sensation at this moment, followed by an extremely violent roar and explosion.

Even countless debris and dust on the solid city wall were all shaken down, and then there was the cracking sound of the magic energy barrier that gave the spellcaster legion and commanders the courage and confidence to fight against the dragons.

These people all widened their eyes at this time, because the shadow of the dragons rampaging across the sky fell.

The ancestral golden dragon Obirash issued his roar like thunder for the first time, he took several metal dragons and gem dragons to shatter the link and defense of the magic node and the watchtower under his feet, and then began to lead the dragons to dive down at high speed in a triangular wedge formation from the sky.

The air flow cut by the dragons' wings fell with a sharp whistle, like the prestige cast by the gods above the nine heavens.

The remaining magic elements in the sky began to converge towards the dragons, and the dragons deeply absorbed a large amount of air and elements into their bellies.

Not only the ancestral golden dragon Obirash, but all the dragons in the sky began to take rare deep breaths under the leadership of the captains, that was they were re-accumulating strength to brew a strong breath beyond the ordinary power.

The noble elite legion warriors who were originally wearing shiny steel armor, holding glittering cold-light-like refined standard weapons, and defending solid shields began to panic visibly.

The commander of the spellcaster legion also burst out a panicked command, "Quickly raise the magic barrier!"

These spellcasters lost the protection of the stronghold barrier and could no longer use attack spells wantonly to trigger magic torrents, they needed to think about their own lives at this time.

The staffs and scrolls in the hands of these spellcaster legions bloomed with bright and rich magic aura, and extremely strong energy fluctuations rose from their bodies in their spell.

Then the dragon's destruction breath descended.

There were more than ten noble spellcasters in each magic node and watchtower, and less than seven or eight, the magic shields jointly raised by these relatively tacit spellcasters may be able to easily withstand the breath of an adult dragon.

But each stronghold is not facing a dragon.

The thunder and fire of the ancestral golden dragon Obirash instantly bloomed with unparalleled bombardment power in the mouth of this golden dragon who was going all out, and directly shattered and penetrated the thick barrier at the first time it came into contact with the mage magic shield.

Although the power of this golden dragon's breath cannot be compared with that of the dragon emperor of the Golden Empire, even the edge of the breath has a temperature of several thousand degrees, enough to instantly turn the flesh and blood into ashes.

The spellcasters' staffs and magic robes with additional magic effects could not resist the power of this ancestral golden dragon even for a moment.

This terrifying high temperature and penetrating thunder with the air burned to distortion instantly enveloped the entrance of the entire watchtower, and swept up and down with the head shaking of this golden dragon, covering the entire twelve-meter-high watchtower with a fan-shaped breath.

The anger from the ancestral golden dragon not only burned all the magic energy transmission links of the entire watchtower, but even the walls built with solid granite were softened by the breath of this golden dragon, and then turned into flowing variegated liquid, collapsing instantly.

Wherever the terrifying breath went, all the flesh and blood and enchanted armor in the watchtower were melted and ignited by the high temperature, or evaporated and vaporized.

And the warriors in those watchtowers could not even escape from the other exit of the watchtower, because there was a ferocious and terrifying fang and sharp mouth at each exit, wantonly releasing its tyrannical power and the source of destruction.

The noble legion warriors on the outer city defense line section were driven by their fear, and stabbed their swords and spears into the backs of these dragons, but no one could escape the slap of the dragons' thick tails.

When those impulsive and aggressive noble legion warriors were hit by the thick tails, it was not half as good as being attacked by a siege hammer.

The armor of the bodies of each of the front warriors was slapped by the thick tails of the dragons and embedded in their flesh and blood, and the dented and damaged armor pierced into the body organs of these warriors.

And the outermost warriors were slapped on the solid city wall, and turned into a thin human piece together with the refined armor, weakly mixed with blood and colorful slurry and slipped down.

When the legion warriors regrouped into an attacking formation under the command of the commander, wanting to besiege the dragons with heavy shields as the front row, the entire watchtower was already as if it had never existed.

Dong, dong, dong,

The ancestral golden dragon Obirash still had residual power flashing between his fangs with thick smoke and electric light, this golden dragon turned around, faced the legion warriors, and slowly snorted, a thick spark splashed.

Excessive breath made this golden dragon feel the discomfort and strong dryness and irritability in his throat, but the slight pain in the flesh was far less than the pleasure in the heart.

This move scared the front row warriors to retreat in a hurry, a low-level knight captain suddenly dropped his weapon and shouted loudly at this ferocious beast: "I surrender! I don't want to fight anymore!"

But this did not cause any fluctuations in this golden dragon, Obirash opened his mouth again, revealing his fangs, and launched a charge forward.

"You want to surrender now? What were you doing before?"

Bang bang bang,

The female adult golden dragon Naroia roared, her huge dragon horns and skull were like a huge siege chariot, invincible, rampaging on this city wall passage.

The dragon's horns and strength in coordination are the dragon's most savage weapon and the purest violence.

The damage caused by some knights who inserted weapons with enchanted blessings along the gaps in the fine scales of this dragon before being crushed to death by this female golden dragon with pure violence was like inserting a toothpick into the skin of an elephant, a little more painful than scratching an itch.

The wailing and begging for mercy of those noble legion warriors did not affect this female golden dragon who kept kindness in her heart at all.

The female golden dragon Naroia now very much agrees with some of the words that the dragon emperor of the Golden Empire, Caron Gogmora, once said.

"Humanity is only worthy of discussion by the victors, and the standards of justice and kindness are only worthy of definition by the survivors!"

Roar,

The female golden dragon Naroia let out a low roar of the dragon, she felt that her current strength was endless, and she would not stop her steps until the Golden Empire had achieved complete overwhelming victory.

Pa,

The adult silver dragon Fro's strong hind limbs stood up high, the entire huge body was suspended, like those fighting goats accumulating power for impact, smashing his huge head and thick dragon horns down from mid-air.

The noble legion's formation of hundreds of heavy shield warriors was directly knocked open by this adult silver dragon with such simple and pure violence in this instant.

"The dead have no right to make noise," the adult silver dragon roared, his claws and teeth also issuing a silent roar.

"We are here under the decree of Emperor Gaugemela to deliver divine judgment. Heretics, may the Emperor's wrath illuminate your insignificant lives!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In those beams of light from the teleportation apexes, heavily armored warriors, each clad in tons of armor, descended at the same moment as the dragons.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor Gaugemela, cleanse and eradicate all rebellious enemies! All who defy the Emperor, begin your pre-death prayers!"

Amidst the warriors' fanatical roars, the Dragon-Tiger Twin Blades of the Golden Empire, the Imperial Guard, and the Thunder Legion began to sweep away all enemies before them!