What appeared in front of everyone was a huge dragon with yellowish-brown scales, fin-like things on both of its cheeks, and a row of short horns on its head. Its whole body was wrapped in a layer of black armor, and its dark golden snake eyes glowed with a cold light.
The dragon roar just now contained a powerful dragon's demeanor. Its lethality was indiscriminate. Whether it was the demonic beasts in the air or the attackers and defenders on the ground, they were all scared out of their wits, and their limbs were weak. Many enemies on the siege ladders were even shaken to the ground. The only thing that was not affected was the guardian vine. It took this opportunity to regenerate quickly and mince the siege ladders one by one.
The griffin that was scared out of its wits retreated in fear. They didn't dare to go forward. The wyverns were strictly trained sub-dragons after all. Although they were afraid of the dragon's demeanor, under the command of the dragon cavalry's beast-taming skill, many of them circled back and rushed toward the giant dragon in fear.
The giant dragon flapped its wings, and screams could be heard everywhere it passed. It didn't even need the giant dragon's claws or teeth to attack. The wyverns that were touched would fall to the ground. Many of the wyverns emitted sizzling green smoke as they were corroded by some kind of terrible poison. Soon, their bones were exposed.
The wyvern's attack couldn't penetrate the black armor on the giant dragon at all. It didn't even leave a mark. As for the wyvern's toxin, it was simply a joke in front of the poison ancestor, the poison dragon.
At this time, the black-armored wyverns and griffin rushed to the battlefield from the rear of the Dark Moon. These demonic beasts of the wyvern legion had faced Paglio many times in the training base in the black rainforest. Although they were afraid, their performance was much better than the capital's air legion. They avoided the poison dragon and rushed toward the capital's terrified air legion.
A thrilling aerial battle began. The air was full of the roars and tearing sounds of demonic beasts. Countless flying and circling shadows dimmed the light of the 2 moons.
The Dark Moon's air force was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of number, but their strength was far beyond the opponent's imagination. The first was the equipment. In addition to the necessary long spears in the hands of the Dark Moon's air cavalries, there were also throwable short spears and armor-piercing crossbows that shot explosive arrows. They could launch powerful attacks from a distance.
The difference in equipment was also reflected on the demonic beasts. Even the worst griffin in the Dark Moon was covered with armor. This kind of armor was made of some special materials and craftsmanship. It was light and tough, and it had little impact on the speed of flight. On the other hand, except for some elite wyverns and manticores with armor, the rest of the capital's legion only had flying hornbills that assisted the cavalry to drive. It was almost equivalent to being naked.
These equipment were actually a competition of money. If one didn't look at the quantity and just looked at the equipment, one would feel that the Dark Moon's air force was the strongest regular army of an empire's capital. This undoubtedly hurt one's self-esteem. In this kind of real battlefield of life and death, it was not only self-esteem but also life that was hurt.
The Dark Moon was not only strong in equipment, but also in the individual strength of the wyvern. The strength of these wyverns was obviously stronger than that of the capital's wyverns. Many of them also had special abilities such as spitting flames, freezing poisonous breath, doubling the toughness of their body, doubling the flying speed, etc. In a one-on-one battle, they could be said to completely crush the opponent.
Rometty, the legion commander of the capital's Flying Cloud Legion, who was riding on the back of a mutated double-headed manticore, was a little stunned. She thought her eyes were blurred. Are these still wyverns? It's fine if it's 1 or 2, but why are they so fierce collectively?
If Rometty knew what the Dark Moon's wyverns ate, she wouldn't be so surprised … No, this answer should shock her even more – Someone will feed that thing to demonic beasts? And it's hundreds and thousands of them?
However, Rometty didn't have much time to think about it. She currently needed to focus on dealing with the terrifying dragon. Although the breath she felt from the dragon was far better than her Demon Emperor level, under her command, dozens of manticore squad members led the Flying Cloud Legion's most elite 1,000 griffin formed an encirclement to surround the dragon.
These griffin all activated some kind of magic tattoo. The mysterious power produced by the crisscrossing flight and displacement coordination was enough to barely offset the terrifying attack made by the dragon, but it could only barely restrain it because the dragon's power and Dragon's Demeanor were too terrifying.
Even this kind of battle formation couldn't be maintained for long. Each blow would seriously injure or kill the griffin. What they had to do was to try their best to trap the opponent, buy time for the siege troops on the ground, and wait for reinforcements from their own powerhouses.
From time to time, Rometty would harass the giant dragon at critical moments, trying her best to reduce the casualties of the elites. However, the giant dragon's defense was too astonishing. Not to mention the armor on its body, even its wings could not be penetrated by her magic arrows.
"Beauty, are you free? Why don't we find a quiet place to talk about ideals and life?" A clear voice that contained power drilled into Rometty's ears. Rometty turned her head and saw a wyvern rushing toward her with a man on its back.
Rometty could see that this wyvern was definitely a mutated king. Its strength had reached the Demon Emperor level, which was comparable to her double-headed manticore. So … the enemy behind the wyvern should be the commander of the enemy's aerial legion?
If I can kill the opponent, it should be able to severely damage the morale of the Dark Moon Army. Thinking of this, Rometty urged the double-headed manticore to face the opponent without hesitation.
The moment the two sides passed each other, the two Demon Emperor level demonic beasts had already attacked each other several times. As soon as they pulled apart, Rometty, who was on the back of the manticore, suddenly turned around. Seven powerful magic arrows were shot out almost instantly, and the target was the knight behind the wyvern king.
The knight also turned around. The moment the seven magic arrows approached him, they stopped abruptly. They were broken in half almost at the same time and fell to the ground powerlessly.
Rometty's pupils contracted slightly. Her archery was the best in the capital. The "Seven Luminaries Flash" just now contained four changes. Three of the arrows would suddenly speed up, and one would even draw an arc to attack the opponent's side. However, they were all broken in the blink of an eye by the opponent without exception. It was not dodging, but cutting!
The passing, shooting, and breaking of the arrows just happened in a few blinks of an eye. The wyvern king and the double-headed manticore circled around and came back again.
"Beauty, I have received your love. I think there is hope for us to further 'deepen' our relationship."
This frivolous voice did not particularly anger Rometty. Instead, her lavender sexy lips curled slightly, and a strong fighting spirit burned. The quasi-legendary grade purple electric bow in her hand began to sizzle.
The addition of the aerial legion greatly boosted the morale of the Dark Moon's defenders. They could finally free up their hands to focus on dealing with the enemy attacking the city. However, the pressure was still very high. After the enemy's military formation and the capital's regular legion joined in, the ground attack became more aggressive. Battles of life and death could be seen everywhere on the city wall. The original enemies had not been completely eliminated yet, and new siege ladders had been set up.
In front of the huge iron gate of the fortress, several giant beasts lined up side by side were already approaching step by step under the drive of the Magic Equip Legion. These giant beasts had tough skin and three hard blunt horns on their foreheads. They were extremely strong, and their charging ability was especially shocking. They were the nightmare of all defense facilities.
The fortress's defenders desperately shot arrows at the giant beasts, but the Magic Equip Legion was already prepared. Not only did they cover the giant beasts with armor, but there were also soldiers on both sides and the back holding giant shields to protect them. Even the armor-piercing arrows could not penetrate them.
On the other side, the Blood Flag Legion's goblin warriors who passed the blockade of the Dark Moon Magic Crystal Cannons began to quickly set up siege equipment. Now that they were going all out to attack the city, it was easy to accidentally injure their own people. The magic crystal cannons were definitely not suitable, so the goblins set up catapults.
It was a fierce battle at the top of the Dark Moon's city wall. It was very difficult to even launch the magic crystal cannons, let alone spend a lot of time to adjust the angle to attack these catapults. The crisis was getting more and more intense.
The battle in the air was also extremely fierce. The Dark Moon had an advantage in individual strength, but the number was much smaller than the opponent. Furthermore, the experience of the knights was inferior to the opponent. They were often besieged by enemies that were 2 or 3 times their size, and they could only barely maintain a stalemate with the opponent.
The giant beasts of Meng Chong were getting closer and closer. Their bodies were full of arrows. Many soldiers holding giant shields were also shot and killed by the medusas, but they still couldn't stop the giant beasts. Under the efforts of the goblin warriors, the catapults in the distance were quickly set up. Boulders poured with magic oil were placed on them. The centaurs struggled to push the capstan and pressed the spring of the catapult to the lowest point. After the goblin warriors saw the boulders ignited, they pulled the trigger abruptly. "Teng! Teng! Teng … "
Several "meteors" with flames flew high, leaving trails of thick smoke in the air. They flew toward the Moonlight Fortress and smashed into the fortifications behind the city wall or the ground with terrifying power. The rubble with sparks splashed, and an exaggerated scorched fire pit appeared.
An arrow tower was hit, and half of it suddenly collapsed. The archers inside screamed and fell down. The lethality of these flaming stones was indeed very strong. Thick smoke began to billow in the Moonlight Fortress.
At the critical moment, another dragon roar sounded. The elite griffin that surrounded the dragon fell like hail. Many of them turned into skeletons under the influence of some terrifying power before they fell to the ground.
Rometty's two-headed manticore was fighting fiercely with the Wyvern King. It was shocked by this dragon roar. Although the Wyvern King was also shocked, its reaction and recovery were much faster. It bit the manticore's head. The manticore was in pain and struggled to break free. It flapped its wings and flew away. The armor on its body was cracked, and the claws of the Wyvern King left four shocking bloody marks.
Rometty was about to draw her bow and shoot the pursuing Wyvern King when she suddenly felt a chill on her shoulder. The armor on her shoulder had been split into two and fell down. A knife mark appeared on her shoulder, and blood flowed out. She was secretly shocked. It was just a moment of crossing paths, but … that guy attacked so quickly!
What surprised her even more was that the giant dragon broke through the encirclement of the legion elites faster than she imagined. Now she had to quickly get rid of the enemy behind her and command the army to restrain the giant dragon again.
Lomont was the one driving the Wyvern King. In reality, the commander of the Wyvern Army was someone else. Lomont only wanted to restrain Rometty. After seeing through Rometty's intentions, he pursued her relentlessly, not giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Paglio, who had broken free from the encirclement, spread his wings and dove downwards. His target was the Imperial Coalition Army that was swarming towards the Stronghold. The poisonous dragon opened its huge mouth and spat out balls of Dragon Breath. The speed of these Dragon Breath was not very fast, and it brought with it a green fog.
However, a terrifying thing happened. Wherever the fog went, whether it was soldiers or warhorses, they all turned into green smoke and dissipated. It created crisscrossing lines of death in the sea of people. Smoke rose up everywhere on the battlefield. The soldiers at the back could not see what was happening in front of them. They only knew that they were charging forward. Many of the soldiers at the front were pushed into the fog, and they did not even have the time to scream before they were turned into ashes. By the time they reacted, countless lives had already been taken by the fog. Many of the soldiers fell into a huge panic.
Poison Dragons were a rare type of Dragons. Their strength and talent were not the strongest among them, but from the perspective of war or mass killing, they were definitely the most terrifying giant dragons.
Paglio saw the danger at the city gate and was about to fly over when he suddenly felt a warning. His huge body twisted, and his long tail lashed out behind him like a whip.
A figure behind him flashed in an instant and dodged.
"Powerful Dragons." The figure appeared in front of Paglio. It was a middle-aged man with 3 pairs of light wings on his back. He also exuded the breath of the peak stage of the Demon Overlord, "I'm Disjaro. Lucifer of the Fallen Angel Royal Family. This should not be the battlefield of the giant dragons. If sir leaves now, our Royal Highness is willing to pay a large sum of wealth as compensation."
The answer to Disjaro was a cluster of highly poisonous Dragon Breath. Disjaro frowned and dodged with the Holy Light Wings. He bowed slightly, "Sir, please don't do it first. I'm a friend of Elder Southgale of the Dragon Island. Please look at …"
Before he finished speaking, there was another clear dragon roar behind him. It actually came from the cube space created by Salgar's territory. It was originally impossible to emit sound in this territory space, but the dragon roar just came out. Immediately afterward, in the next blink of an eye, the translucent cube space suddenly shattered like glass, and a huge figure appeared in it.
Disjaro's complexion changed drastically. It's another giant dragon!
This giant dragon was much smaller than the poison dragon. It was about 7 or 8 meters long. Its whole body was covered with black scales. Only its abdomen was slightly dark red. The ends of its claws and horns glowed with a pale silver light. It flapped its wings and roared angrily.
In the shattered space, a figure flew out crookedly. It was the Dragon Rider Legion Commander, Salgar. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously seriously injured. The wyvern king under Salgar was extremely intelligent. It immediately caught its master and fled desperately toward its own camp.
Salgar regretted it in his heart. That girl is actually a Dragons! Moreover, she's the nemesis of magic, a black dragon!
The strongest thing about his Space Realm was unlimited magic and magic enhancement. However, after reflecting and refracting for a long time, his attacks were just tickles on her body. In the end, this chick was annoyed. She revealed her true form and destroyed the entire space with a "Black Dragon Cannon". She was also seriously injured.
Disjaro felt the breath of the black dragon, and he was even more shocked. A black dragon of the intermediate stage of the Demon Overlord! A poison dragon of the peak stage of the Demon Overlord! Krobelus, who originally betrayed the Dark Moon, seems to also be a Dragon. An estate actually has 3 Demon Overlord Dragons. Could it be that the supporter behind the Dark Moon Estate is the Dragon Island? How is this possible?
Just as Disjaro was distracted, a terrifying force had already attacked from the side. It turned out that the giant dragon had transformed into a man and launched a sneak attack while he was not paying attention. Disjaro hastily tried to block, but he missed. The fist made a strange turn and hit him in the ribs. Disjaro only felt a sharp pain and heard the sound of his bones breaking. He endured the pain and shouted, "Wait a minute!"
I won't attack just because you said wait? Bah! Paglio was never a guy who cared about manners. Besides, he was on the battlefield, so he turned a deaf ear to Disjaro's words. After the successful blow, he immediately launched a fierce attack.
Disjaro suddenly fell into a passive position. He had always cherished his reputation. The opponent's strength was stronger than he imagined. Even under normal circumstances, he was not his opponent. Moreover, another black dragon was nearby. If he continued to fight, his life might be in danger.
Thinking of this, Disjaro took 2 punches and leaped with the momentum. He finally escaped the storm-like attack. Paglio's disdainful voice came from behind, "I'm just a wandering ghost. What does it have to do with the Dragon Island! It's useless even if you sell your ass to that Southgale! "
I have never seen such a despicable, shameless, rude, and obscene Dragons! The last sentence of the poison dragon almost made Disjaro spit out blood again. He didn't dare to stay. He activated the [Holy Wings] and hurriedly retreated toward the coalition army camp.
"Hey … chick! Don't overdo it! Get rid of the catapult below first! That's valuable! "
Olypheus had just broken free from the remaining power of Space Realm, and she was chasing Salgar. When she heard the poison dragon's last 2 words, she immediately flew toward the flame catapults below. In front of Ms. Black Dragon's power, those catapults were simply vulnerable. They were all destroyed like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
Olypheus was very smart. She didn't dare to attack the capital coalition army's base camp. She just followed Paglio to bully the enemies who attacked on the front line.
In the fortress area, due to the deterrence of the poisonous mist, the capital coalition army's offensive was significantly slower. Athena's figure appeared above the city gate. She shouted, jumped high, and slashed the [Judgment] greatsword in her hand at the few huge Mengchong beasts.
The greatsword emitted a fiery red brilliance. With Athena as the center, a fan-shaped area of about 60 to 70 meters was formed. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. The enemies seemed to be crushed by some terrifying force. Their bodies were shattered. Even the huge Mengchong beasts were no exception. Even the huge Mengchong beasts were torn apart along with the armor on their bodies.
The artifact greatsword's inherent skill, [Judgment]!
Athena succeeded in one move and cleared the biggest threat in the city gate area. She took the rope thrown down by Nesta, and her figure rose quickly. In a flash on the way, she had teleported to the top of the city wall, making the arrows flying toward her miss.
Due to the rampage of the 2 giant dragons, the capital's air legion had gradually begun to be overwhelmed. The destruction of the catapult and the Mengchong beasts made the morale of the defenders even higher. The situation was suddenly reversed.
The commander of the front army, Gerant, saw clearly that Rometty was entangled, Salgar was seriously injured, and Disjaro, who was not in the mood to fight, was defeated. At this time, the sky was getting dark. Fighting at night was even more disadvantageous for the coalition army. If this continued, the losses would be greater and greater. He immediately sighed and ordered the horn of retreat to be blown.
In the coalition army camp, the soldiers all looked at each other. No one expected that the first battle against the Dark Moon would end in failure.
Seeing the demonic beasts in the air that turned around and flew away and the enemy on the ground that retreated like a tide, the Dark Moon's defenders all let out deafening cheers.
Hearing the distant cheers, the regent and the coalition army commander, Obsidian's purple pupils that were full of haze in the capital's main army tent looked even gloomier.
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