Squads of Drakonids were scattered across the filthy swamp.
Wherever they passed, the creatures of the swamp would flee at the sight of them, not daring to get within a hundred meters of them.
A colossal swamp crocodile was a little slow in its escape and entered the Drakonid party's alert range. It immediately attracted four to five violent and ferocious elemental fireballs, blowing it up into chunks of flesh all over the ground.
In the depths of the fog at the end of their vision, some native tribes were hiding in the dark, silently watching the massive Drakonid squad. Although their eyes were filled with indescribable hatred, they could only watch in silence, not daring to approach.
This was a massive army of over 300 Drakonids. Even in Lance, it wasn't a powerful force that an ordinary dragon lord could casually summon.
That was why when the Grade 2 Drakonid Legion Commander Will led this army of tigers and wolves into the Swamp of Sorrows, the natives and beasts along the way scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to appear in their line of sight, much less stop their advance.
"My Lord, we've lost contact with three groups of scouts. We didn't find any signs of contact along the way, and the teams we sent out to search for them didn't find any traces of them either. " An exceptionally burly Dragonoid captain trotted all the way to Chief Will and thumped his chest with his fist.
Steel gauntlets and metal armor clanged together, producing a dull metallic clang.
No traces meant no corpses.
The native tribes didn't have the ability to silently kill a Drakonid scout in the Swamp of Sorrows. Peak monsters might have the ability to do so, but they didn't have the courage.
Moreover, three groups of scouts were spread out in three different directions. For them to disappear at the same time inexplicably meant that something was amiss!
"Tell the other scouts to withdraw!"
Corps Commander Will was a tall and mighty Dragonman. His entire body was covered in metal armor, and his body was covered in crimson dragon scales. This meant that apart from his immense strength, he also had powerful fire elemental energy.
"Since the enemy has begun to cut off our eyes and ears, it means that their lair isn't far away. We'll find a suitable place to set up camp and rest, then send someone to contact Lord Chax as soon as possible. Melman, lead the seventh team to gather some food in the surroundings. Be careful, and be careful! "
"Understood!" A Drakonid captain beside Will thumped his chest as well, accepting the order and striding off to gather his subordinates.
"Falka, take your men and find out who's attacking our scouts. I hope to hear good news before dinner is ready. "This time, Will's order was given to a troll dressed in black priest robes.
Indeed, within this Drakonid army, there were about two hundred troll soldiers, all devout followers of the Dragon Worship Religion.
When any race was ruled by of another race, there would be all sorts of traitors, of which of them would appear. There were even some who would become more and more eccentric.
Such a bizarre organization was the Drakonid soldiers!
Ever since the Great Demon Empire was destroyed by the Great Dragon Lords, the original masters of the plane, the Great Demons, could no longer make a comeback.
During the millennium-long reign of the Great Dragons, many powerhouses of the Giant Demon race were hidden in the dark, constantly setting off waves of resistance against the Great Dragons' rule. However, there were also some unconventional Trolls who were tired of the endless bloody process of resisting, suppressing, resisting, and suppressing again. Therefore, they raised the slogan of believing in the Giant Dragon and called on their clansmen to stop their meaningless resistance.
Such a troll would obviously be able to curry favor with the dragon lord.
Thus, with the intentional support of the Giant Dragons, a portion of the Giant Demons formed the Dragon Worship Religion and called upon the natives of different races to join and become the devout believers of the Giant Dragons.
In order to rope them in, the Giant Dragons granted the followers of the Dragon Worship Religion a status second only to the Dragonmen, allowing them to become the servants of the Giant Dragons!
The dragons would even bestow a portion of the dragon bloodline to those who were especially devout and had made great contributions to the Dragon Worship Religion. In this way, this group of believers also had a strange spellcasting ability similar to that of Warlocks.
They were also known as the priests of the Worshipping Dragon Cult.
At this moment, Falka, whom General Wyr mentioned by name, was a Grade 2 Dragon Sanctification Priest.
Even though he knew that it was a thankless task, Falka could only helplessly agree to General Wyr's assignment without any room for negotiation.
At his command, a large group of black-robed Dragon Worship Religion believers quickly left the Dragonmen and disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, let's leave the dirty work to these Dragon Worship Religion bastards! Cohen, inform the team to turn northwest. I remember there's a large camp of Houndhead Men there. We'll set up camp there and rest tonight … "General Wyr snorted as he watched the Dragon Worship Religion believers leave.
"Camp of Houndhead Men?" A few of his trusted captains looked at each other and said awkwardly, "Sir, those Houndhead Men are too smelly … It'll affect the warriors' rest and meals …"
"Hmph, so what if they're smelly … Kill them all and sprinkle their blood all over the camp. That way, we won't be able to smell that stench anymore …"
Since their leader had said so, the Dragonmen captains could only nod helplessly and disperse to gather their troops.
When only his old comrade of over a hundred years, Deputy General Aiden, was left by his side, Wyr's intimidating face finally showed a hint of seriousness.
"What, are you still worried about our enemies?" Aiden asked softly.
"I can't help it!" General Wyr's voice was filled with anger. "I've already asked around. It's very likely that we're facing a group of mysterious beings from the outer realm."
"So what?" Aiden explained nonchalantly. "Invasions from the outer realm happen a few times a year. Most of them are wanderers who have nowhere else to go, or some stupid spellcaster who chanted the wrong spell … As long as we chase them out of this land, we'll have nothing to do with them."
"No, old friend, this time might be different from the past …"
"How so?"
"I've already investigated before I came … The intruders suddenly appeared in the Swamp of Sorrows nine days ago, then ran all the way to Lord Chax's territory. Moreover, Chax came to ask for reinforcements three days ago. Deducting the time spent on the journey back and forth, this means that Lord Chax's troops were defeated within a day... "
"A day …" Aiden could not help but widen his eyes, his heart filled with shock.
He knew of this Wind Dragon Lord Chax. He had over a hundred Dragonmen under him, and his army commander was a powerful Grade 2 Magus. If such a team was defeated by an intruder from another world in a day, then the danger of this mission would be extremely high!
"I originally thought that these fellows would hole up in the Stoneclaw Mountains and defend to the death. I didn't expect them to extend their claws into the Swamp of Sorrows. Let's set up camp first. Once we understand the situation in the Stoneclaw Mountains, we'll decide on our next move … "General Wyr was indeed worthy of being the number one Dragonman fighter under Philiba. Not only was he valiant, he also had a clear and calm mind.
Aiden sighed inwardly, feeling that this was the only way.
… …
The Swamp of Sorrows, in a hidden camp.
A few Magi from the Crimson Family were gathered in a tent, silently waiting for news from afar.
There was a metal command platform at the centre of the tent, projecting images from more than ten different angles. The movements of the Dragonmen army were displayed to the Magi in detail.
Although Magi had Warlock's Eye, Invisible Servants, Life Perception, and other spells that could detect information about the Dragonmen, they could not avoid the undulations of spells. This could easily be detected by the enemy.
Hence, the detection methods this time were all from the metal machines commanded by Gaz 'ruvi.
Vibration sensors installed at the bottom of puddles, hidden mechanical eyes embedded in large trees, multi-frequency sound collectors buried in the mud, and life detectors flying above the fog of the Swamp of Sorrows …
Although these metal machines had some aura of magic, it was much weaker than spells. Coupled with the high-magic environment of Lance, even Magi would not be able to detect the existence of these metal lifeforms unless they were extremely cautious and meticulous with their spiritual force.
Hence, no matter how cautious and careful the Dragonmen were, they would not be able to detect these strange creatures hidden in their surroundings.
This way, the two sides of the battle were separated by a one-way mirror. The Magi could easily detect the enemy's movements, but the Dragonmen were like a bunch of blind people who were still walking into a death trap.
"I didn't expect these Dragonmen to bring a group of Dragonworship followers … How about it, who's going to lure them away?" As the temporary head of the family, Mary had to take on the role of commander.
Beside her were the three Blood Knights and the old fox Venlier, whom Mary had subdued in the Knight Plane. With the Goblin Plane as a transfer point, they successfully arrived at Lance.
With the war at hand, Grim stayed in the metal fortress and tried to modify new metal puppets. Hence, only Mary and Zachary came to the battlefield.
Although the outsider Dragon Eater Olina came with them, she did not make a sound. Under Grim's suggestion, she found a thick black robe and wrapped herself in it.
She had no choice. Her appearance and life aura were too unique. If she did not cover herself, the Dragonmen would easily recognize her.
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