The battle raged on.
The outcome of the battle in the metal fortress had been decided from the very beginning.
The only thing Grim and Gaz Lurvi could do was to crush the dragons in front of the metal fortress and make them pay for their recklessness and ignorance!
Two Tier 4 dragons led a dozen Tier 3 dragons to attack a metal fortress that had lost the protection of a wizard. It was an easy task.
The magic cannons installed on the outer walls of the metal fortress were destroyed by the dragons' long-range Dragon Breath. After getting rid of the thorns, the dragons were able to approach the metal fortress and dismantle it with brute force.
As he had anticipated the arrival of the dragons, Gaz Lurvi had already made great adjustments to the internal space of the metal fortress. All the warehouses, workshops, smelting furnaces, pipelines, and other facilities were dismantled. The metal scraps were not wasted either. They were all used to modify the internal structure of the metal fortress.
At this time, the metal fortress had become a huge metal maze. Metal walls and layers of metal checkpoints divided the internal space into various combat spaces of various sizes. Tens of thousands of magic machines that had been activated beforehand were hidden among them, silently waiting for the arrival of the dragons.
When the Tier 4 dragons used their terrifying Dragon Breath to open up a passage on the outer wall, some ungrateful dragons folded their wings and climbed into the passage. What welcomed them was, naturally, concentrated energy rays and crazy magic cannons.
At this moment, Gaz Lurvi was no longer stingy with his mana and magic machines. The magic cannons fired fiercely, not even avoiding the positions of the magic machines. If they could kill a dragon at the cost of tens or even hundreds of magic machines, it would be worth it.
In such a small and crowded area, it was not easy for the dragons to dodge the rain of bullets. The scales of the Tier 1 dragons could not withstand such a fierce attack. Only the Tier 2 dragons could withstand the enemy's attacks and destroy a few heavy firepower points.
Therefore, after a few failed attempts, the dragons changed their previous habits. They began to use the Tier 2 dragons to attract the magic machines' firepower, while the Tier 1 dragons were responsible for destroying the firepower points.
Relying on this method, the speed of their attacks was also much faster.
In just an hour, the outer wall of the metal fortress was completely lost, and all the magic weapons began to retreat to the second line of defense. In this attack and defense, Gaz 'ruvi used his unique cunning to reap the greatest victory since the start of the battle.
A Tier 3 Dragon had died inside the metal fortress!
Ordinary energy beams barely tickled these Tier 3 Dragons. Even the Mana Cannons, which had an energy intensity of 100 to 200 degrees, couldn't threaten the Tier 3 Dragons. Hence, in this head-on battle, many of the Tier 3 Dragons, relying on their high HP and Defense, began to play the role of tanks.
Meanwhile, Gaz 'ruvi had taken advantage of their arrogance to suppress the other routes while relaxing the intensity of the Magic Fire in one of the routes. With this, he had successfully lured a Tier 3 Dragon into the midst of the swarm of Magic Weapons.
In all honesty, even if he piled up a large number of Tier 1 Magic Tools, it would still be very difficult to kill this Tier 3 Dragon. However, the combination of a Tier 1 Magic Machine Swarm and Magic Cannons was more than enough.
No matter what, the arrogant Dragons had never imagined that their enemy could be so cruel as to release such a powerful black sun within their own defensive line. By the time the Tier 3 Dragon sensed the rapidly gathering Chaos energy and tried to break out of the encirclement, its escape route had already been blocked by the swarm of Magic Weapons.
Bang …
After a dull, hoarse sound, the Tier 3 Dragon in the center of the black sun raised its neck and let out a long roar. Then, it melted like a candle in a furnace. After the violent Chaos energy exploded in such a narrow area, the destructive effect was even more obvious.
The Dragons that were trapped in the swarm of Magic Weapons and could not escape in time were all melted into a black, viscous liquid along with the Magic Weapons around them. The molten iron and flesh mixed together, and before they could cool down, they were completely vaporized by the energy shockwave that erupted afterward.
The ferocious and violent Chaos energy repeatedly collided and surged inside the metal fortress, causing even more terrifying destructive power.
The Dragons that coiled around the metal fortress only felt the huge metal mountain tremble violently. The originally indestructible outer wall actually melted like hot wax and softened. As for the more than 20 Dragons that were trapped in the fortress, their life force instantly disappeared. They could no longer feel the presence of their souls.
It was obvious that the black sun that exploded inside the fortress not only destroyed the majestic bodies of the Dragons, but also their souls.
From now on, the beautiful sky of the Lance Realm would forever lose these legendary, majestic figures.
Looking at the violent magical energy that instantly destroyed more than half of the metal fortress, the eyes of the Dragons froze. They stared blankly in the sky, silently looking down at the desolate battlefield that was emitting thick black smoke. All thoughts and thoughts in their minds had already flown away. Their hearts were filled with emptiness, and they did not know what to do or what expression to use to express their current feelings.
Below them, where the metal fortress used to be, was an indescribably tragic scene.
Trees, soil, and even the metal walls were all blown away. The exposed black rock surface was covered in bits of flesh and broken limbs. Purplish-black dragon blood flowed out of piles of oddly shaped ruins, converging into a stream that slowly flowed towards the huge pit at the center of the explosion.
Broken dragon corpses and broken pieces of magical equipment were mixed together, like a still abstract painting. Anyone who looked at it from afar would be horrified.
Only at the edge of the area far from the center of the explosion did the Dragons see a few slowly wriggling familiar figures. A Tier 3 Dragon and a Tier 2 Dragon. Although they had survived, their once elegant and beautiful bodies were now densely covered in bloody holes of various sizes. They were filled with broken and sharp metal shards, and a slight movement would cause large amounts of dragon blood to splatter out.
A few Dragons hurriedly let out long cries and dove down, trying their best to save their two lucky companions.
The remaining Dragons' eyes were bloodshot as they let out earth-shattering roars. They began to frantically use their Dragon's Breath to clean up the remnants of the metal fortress.
Most of the magical machinery had been destroyed by the shockwave of the explosion. Only a small number of them rushed out of the ruins and continued to attack the Dragons with sizzling energy rays.
Soon, they were also destroyed by the Dragons' Dragon's Breath.
The entire battlefield fell into silence once again!
The Dragons had won …
They had won the battle in a way that they were not willing to accept!
The Dragons were whimpering …
… …
In another region seventeen thousand kilometers away from the Stoneclaw Mountains.
In a dark and deep cave, the dazzling light of the temporary teleportation formation illuminated every inch of the space.
When the white light began to slowly dissipate, Grimm, Gaz Ruvi, and the cloned brain Gru appeared in the teleportation formation.
The Scarlet Magi who were waiting at the front of the formation stepped forward and bowed.
Just now, they had watched the heroic final battle of the metal fortress through the synchronized transmission of magical messages.
Throughout the entire process, Grimm and Gaz Ruvi did not personally take action. They did not even show their faces. However, they had relied on the metal fortress's strange combat techniques to leave such a terrifying wound on the powerful Dragons.
This... This was clearly beyond the abilities and methods of a normal Magus!
There was no right or wrong, and it had nothing to do with the methods used. Any Magus with such power deserved the respect they deserved.
After the two Scarlet Magi greeted the Tier 3 Thunder Dragon, Armes, who was in human form, hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to greet Grimm.
According to their previous agreement, Grimm had fulfilled his promise. Now, Armes could be considered as Grimm's contracted partner. In terms of status, the two seemed to be on equal footing. However, considering that Armes was currently under Grimm's protection, there was an invisible difference in their statuses.
Forcing a Tier 3 Dragon to lower its head to a Tier 2 Sorcerer was a disgrace that Armes couldn't let go of.
However, Grimm did not mind at all.
It was always difficult to lower one's head for the first time. By the time Grimm and Armes got used to it, their statuses would have undergone earth-shattering changes.
Through today's battle, Grimm had openly displayed his strength to Armes, Valentina, and the arrogant Green Dragons. The battle of the metal fortress had once again proven that Grimm and the Crimson Family possessed the strength to slay Tier 3 Dragons and fend off hordes of Dragons.
This … was the only reason Armes was willing to lower his head to Grimm.
"Armes, do you know the two Tier 4 Dragons that attacked the metal fortress today? Who are they? " Grimm asked calmly as he stepped out of the Teleportation Formation and strode towards the temporary hall.
"It's Stuart, the Golden Dragon, and Toriel, the Amethyst Dragon … They're two of Lance's seven Tier 4 Great Lords …" Armes hesitantly revealed everything he knew as he followed Grim.
"Good... very good..." Grim said bitterly. "Gaz'lurvi, immediately send their information and intelligence to Alice and see which witch leader is interested in them. Hmph! Since they destroyed my castle, I'll make them pay with their lives and freedom! "
Grimm's tone was so fierce that even Armes could not help but shudder.
This … This was a group of Tier 4 Dragons they were talking about!
A 'puny' Tier 2 Magus actually dared to declare the fates of Tier 4 Dragons in such a tone? This … shocked Armes, a Tier 3 Dragon, to no end.
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