The strange movements in the canyon could not be hidden from the Magi's eyes and ears.
Relying on the life detection spell formation installed in the Eyeball Battleship, as well as the infrared scanning of the goblin magic machinery, the topography of the Dead Moon Canyon, as well as the densely packed red dots, had already appeared in the command hall of the Patrol Mothership from twenty miles away.
At the center of the command hall, a book-like magic tool was embedded in the floor. As the eyeball battleships scanned the area from afar, the panoramic map of the terrain presented by this special magic tool became clearer and more detailed.
"83 dragonoids, 465 native creatures. Among them, 2 are rank 2 creatures, 103 are rank 1 creatures, and the rest are not worth mentioning … However, the other party seems to have arranged some people on the cliff, as well as a large number of rolling stones and logs. They probably want to launch a sneak attack when we pass by …" Wizard Meryl, who was wearing a bright red robe, sat in the middle and spoke frankly with assurance.
All the rank 2 members of the Crimson family were gathered around her, silently watching the battle from the sidelines. Even the cloned brain, Gru, swayed his huge metal body and hid at the side, not saying a word.
It was just a small obstacle, and there was no need for strong people like them to make a move. The reason they were here was more to get some military merits and rewards.
As everyone watched coldly from the sidelines, Meryl quickly passed down a series of orders to the fleet below her. Immediately, 20 goblin chariots left the fleet and sped up towards the Dead Moon Canyon. In the sky, the ten Gnome Airships followed closely and protected the small team from above.
The 20 goblin chariots suddenly stopped when they were 2 miles away from the canyon's entrance. Then, they spread out in an arc and began to switch to siege mode. On the other hand, the ten goblin airships that were following closely behind had almost a hundred archer-type magical machines jump down, using their metal bodies to form a metal defensive line in front of the goblin chariots.
The dragonoids and Dragon Worshippers hiding in the canyon had obviously never experienced the power of the goblin magic machinery. Just as they were feeling bewildered by the enemy's sudden halt, the magic cannons within the goblin defensive line began to fire fiercely.
Dong dong dong …
The pitch-black cannons that extended from the roof of the chariots suddenly burst forth with a dazzling red light. Plasma fireballs wrapped in violent magical energy shot towards the canyon, dragging long trails of black smoke behind them.
What is this?
Ordinary dragon-men and dragon-worshippers were still watching from afar, not knowing what was going on, but Zhamu and Moss' faces had already turned pale, and their hearts were pounding.
"Hide … Quickly find something to hide …"
The loud voice of the Zhamu leader immediately resounded across the valley.
Unfortunately, its roar was quickly drowned out by a series of earth-shattering noises.
No matter where the plasma fireball landed, as long as it hit something solid, it would explode with a bang. First, there was a burst of blue plasma lightning that scattered everywhere, followed by surging and violent flame shockwaves.
A single Plasma Fireball was enough to cover an area of ten to twenty meters. Twenty Plasma Fireballs fell from the sky and instantly plowed through the entire canyon entrance.
What he used was a plasma solution and a sea of fire.
What they consumed was the lives of the Drakonids and Dragon Worshippers lying in ambush in the canyon!
The power of Flame Shockwave might be on the low side, dealing only around 120 degrees of Magic Damage, but it had a wide area of effect, making it a powerful AOE weapon. On the other hand, the exploding plasma solution had a smaller area of effect, yet it could cause as much as 180 degrees of Lightning Damage.
Facing this kind of magic attack, the thick-skinned dragon-men with excellent magic-resistance were able to handle it a little better, but those Dragon Worshippers, whose magic-resistance was only average, instantly became the target of the devastating magic attack.
Those Dragon Worshippers, who were swept across by the flame shockwave, were bathed in flames, turning into human-shaped torches, screaming and bumping around in the canyon. They were either darting left and right, desperately asking for help from the people around them, or rolling on the ground, trying to put out the flame.
Unfortunately, what they encountered was a magic flame, which could not be extinguished by sand or water sacks.
After the first flame shockwave, twenty to thirty burning men were seen running and howling in the canyon. The second flame shockwave swept across, and those burning men fell to the ground, turning into fiercely burning bonfires. The third flame shockwave swept across, and those burning men lost all signs of life. Charred and broken corpses were exposed in the flame …
As for those Dragon Worshippers who were poured on their bodies by the plasma solution, they were directly vaporized and melted.
After a round of attack, 23 Dragon Worshippers were killed, and 11 were seriously injured. Meanwhile, two dragon-men died, and many others were wounded …
The two dragon-men who died were more unlucky. They were hit by two or three plasma fireballs, and were burned into ashes before they could even scream.
However, while the canyon was in a mess, the goblin chariot in the distance shook violently again, and another twenty plasma fireballs rose into the sky, falling into the canyon.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it …" Zhamu, the tier-2 dragon-man leader, kept cursing. He had never seen enemies with such powerful long-range attacks.
In the Lance Plane, although there were magical creatures with powerful long-range attacks, they could hardly form into a large scale, let alone become enemies with the dragon lords. Yet, this group of inconspicuous fellows were able to unleash such powerful magic power while hiding in a metal house.
This … This was way beyond the dragon-man leader's expectations!
To fight against such enemies, one must find a way to get close to them, and fight them in close combat …
However, it was too late for the dragon-man leader to regret. Because the second wave of attack had arrived.
Inside the canyon, the road between two steep mountains was only thirty meters wide, and three miles long from south to north. In such a narrow space, it was impossible to dodge the plasma fireballs falling from the sky.
Therefore, Zhamu raised the pair of giant blades in his hands and gave the order to his dragon-men to charge at once.
He took the lead, trampling a few half-dead charred human figures into pieces, breaking the stone barricades that were as high as his chest, crazily pouncing on the goblin chariot formation two miles away. Behind it, the Draconid Warriors that were covered in smoke and fire staggered as they charged forward.
However, once they showed their heads, the ten goblin airships that had already arrived at the entrance of the canyon swooshed down countless goblin missiles, instantly drowning them in the exploding fire.
The explosive shockwave of the alchemy cannon was accompanied by shrapnel, creating a terrifying killing effect on the battlefield. All the Dragonoid warriors who charged out of the canyon were wounded without exception, their purple-black dragon scales full of blood stains and bloody holes.
With every step forward, the wounds on their bodies would spurt out blood.
Zhamu was indeed a level-two dragon-man leader. Three purple-black elemental shields emerged around his body, blocking most of the attacks. Only the parts of his lower body that couldn't be blocked by the shields, some wounds could be seen.
However, when Zhamu was about to rush to the goblin chariot, his body was suddenly shrouded in gray, and his running speed was abruptly reduced by half. Meanwhile, the grassy plain in front of him suddenly turned into a quicksand swamp, making his sturdy dragon legs sink down once he stepped into it.
A level-one 'Aging Curse'!
A level-one 'Quicksand Trap'!
Although they were only level-one spells, when used on the body of Zhamu, the level-two dragon-man leader, they were no less powerful than level-two spells.
When Zhamu and the few dragon-men were stuck in the quicksand and couldn't move forward, the black muzzles on the goblin chariot moved, aiming at these eye-catching targets.
Meanwhile, the archer-type magic machines guarding in front of the goblin chariot also raised the magic ray guns in their hands, crazily shooting magic rays at the enemies in their field of vision at the highest frequency.
Scorching rays with amazing penetrative power …
Freezing rays that could slow down the enemies' movements …
Petrifying rays that could turn part of the enemies' bodies into earth elements …
Blinding rays that could blind the enemies …
…
Different colored magic rays with strange effects fell on the dragon-men's bodies like raindrops, making them let out muffled moans and put their bodies in all kinds of weird magic states.
However, when they were stopped by the attacks of the archer-type magic machines, a series of violent plasma fireballs fell right on their heads, immediately causing immeasurable damage to the dragon-men.
Wherever the plasma was splashed on, the bodies of the dragon-men would turn into puffs of smoke, like snow under the scorching sun. Their bodies would be badly damaged. Wherever the violent shockwaves of flames surged, the broken scales of the dragonoid warriors could no longer protect them. Their flesh sizzled as they were burned, and they wailed in agony.
Goblin fire arrows and alchemy bombs fell from the sky like raindrops, quicksand traps blocked the way from the ground, archer-type magic machines crazily shot at them, and goblin chariot cannons wildly bombarded the dragon-men from afar …
Groups of dragon-men were blocked once they rushed out of the valley. They could only raise their battle axes high to cover their heads, clench their teeth and move forward with all their might.
Finally, a few lucky dragon-men broke through the hell of flesh and blood and started fighting against those archer-type magic machines at a close distance.
Under their ferocious and fearless charge, the Archer Magic Machines were chopped into pieces one after another. Sparks flew all over the place as they were torn apart. Unfortunately, the number of archer-type magic machines was far greater than those dragon-men who were risking their lives to attack. Therefore, under the concentrated energy rays at a close distance, the few dragon-men who were already badly wounded were soon turned into sieves, heroically and tragically falling less than three hundred meters away from the goblin chariot.
Meanwhile, the dragon-man leader named Zhamu also fell helplessly to the ground under the bombardment of the plasma fireballs. His body was scorched black and badly damaged, almost unrecognizable.
While the dragon-men at the frontline were defeated miserably, hundreds of eyeball fighters swooped down from the sky and quickly flew across the cliffs on both sides. Scorching rays fell like raindrops. On the cliffs and in some dark places on the cliffs, local warriors cried and fled in all directions, only to be killed one after another by the concentrated rays.
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