Albert was the deputy commander of the Moonlight Legion. He was a level 53 fire element warrior, and his suboccupation was a blacksmith.
He had an epic hidden occupation, a flame warrior, and an epic bloodline. In addition, he had inherited equipment from his family. He also knew how to make equipment. His dazzling equipment was even more impressive than William's.
Not only was he strong in close combat, but he was also very tanky.
The deputy commander of the Night Legion, Legolas, had a hidden occupation, a gloom ranger. He was level 55 and had awakened a wind element attribute. His suboccupation was a wind element mage.
However, he did not like to use magic skills because he was a pure ranger. Mages were just for fun.
In particular, his close combat ability was outstanding. Besides occasionally using the short sword that he carried with him to deal a fatal blow to his enemies, he preferred to use his bow and arrows to kill his enemies. Even if his enemies were very close to him, he would use his bow and arrows to destroy their heads.
In short.
Legolas did not use his magic and close combat skills often. The gloom ranger was a very powerful hidden occupation. He had many tricks, such as concentrated shooting, flying arrows, storm of arrows, and so on. He could use his bow and arrows to easily face many strong close combat enemies.
William's expression suddenly tightened. He seemed to remember who Legolas was. He was clearly the Elfin prince from the Lord of the Rings. The production company of Gods was too shameless!
Now that he had an Elfin prince, a Dwarf prince, and an excellent Lord like William, could he form a team to protect the ring?
William, who was marching, suddenly raised his head and looked at the snowy mountain of the East Sea, which was 13,000 meters tall. He could not help but mutter, "It's quite interesting. But Odom is in the City of Dawn. This trip is not to destroy the ring, but to slay the Dragon. Furthermore, this mountain is a dormant volcano."
Legolas, who was beside him, faintly heard something. He suddenly said, "Lord, do you think that the Iron Nation is planning to slay the Dragon?"
William nodded solemnly. "That's right. Augustine has brought two elite legions from the Iron Nation and so many experts. Their target is most likely the Fire Dragon. Our mission this time is to disrupt their plans."
Albert had a look of sudden realization. Then, he chuckled and said, "My Lord, you were able to guess the enemy's target with just this little bit of information. Your foresight is far beyond what I can compare with."
"You can also guess, as long as you train less muscles and use your brain more!" William glanced at the two-meter-tall Albert. Even though he was an Elf, he was tall and sturdy. His arms and fists were strong, and he could stand on them …
In short, this guy was definitely not a normal Moonlight Elf, because it was difficult for him to climb a tree …
Albert did not comment on William's words. He thought that the Lord wanted him to give up his profession as a blacksmith, so he pursed his lips and said, "If I can't forge iron in my life, it would be meaningless."
As he spoke, Albert reached out and snatched Bloody Crusher's spiked mace. He swung it horizontally and trained his biceps.
The four-meter-tall Troll's eyelids twitched when he saw the mace being flung away. He decided not to ask for his weapon back for the time being. After all, he was his master's slave, and Albert would return his weapon to him sooner or later.
Eric was silent throughout the journey, as was his habit.
Alec had already led his scouts to scout ahead and check for any possible ambushes.
William was a Legendary Boss, and he was leading four Epic Bosses, a level 66 Grandmaster Troll, and 2000 super elites. He was very confident that he would be able to gain enough benefits from this battle.
…
It had been three days since Augustine had led the two legions to the snowy mountains of the East Sea.
Other than a short break, they had been on the road the entire time.
He had received news from the moment the military fortress discovered the enemy to the moment the military fortress was destroyed.
But it was precisely because of this that he would not lead his troops back.
Otherwise, he would directly face the Dawn Army, which was in high spirits. By then, regardless of the outcome, the Iron Nation legion would suffer heavy losses.
Augustine did not know if the Dawn Army would continue to chase after them, nor did he know how many people would chase after them. He also did not know if William knew that he had the intention to slay the Dragon.
But the key point was that if the Dawn Army continued to travel for a few days, it would be enough to suppress their morale …
When the war really started, it was uncertain who would win and who would lose.
If the Dawn Army did not chase after them, then he would return victorious with the corpse of the Great Dragon.
Then, with the army of the Iron Nation, he did not believe that they would not be able to recapture the military fortress under a pincer attack.
If they recaptured the military fortress, the City of Dawn, which did not dare to split its troops, would be completely destroyed.
…
It was not an exaggeration to say that a horse would run to death from a mountain that was in sight.
Augustine chose a small path that was difficult to walk on. He completely avoided the path that was easier to walk on because there were many Great Dragon clans living there. He tried his best to avoid those enemies.
Although the Great Dragon clans were not necessarily loyal, and it was very likely that they would run away after a fight, he did not want to waste his troops to kill them.
Slaying the Dragon was the key.
He would avoid the Great Dragon clans if he could.
Especially since he had a spy!
The sky gradually turned dark.
Augustine continued to lead the army on their way until the second moon appeared in the night sky. Only then did he give the order for the soldiers under his command to rest on the spot. They were to eat and drink as long as they did not make any noise.
At the same time.
Suddenly, he heard a strange voice.
Augustine squinted his eyes. He abandoned his soldiers and walked into the dense forest alone.
As he stretched out his hand to pluck the leaves in front of him, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Augustine was not frightened. Instead, he smiled and said, "Makhu Redd, long time no see."
The person in the black robe was the culprit of the Devil's Den, Makhu Redd.
He lifted his head, and his green eyes flickered. "Yes, it has been five years. Now that you are finally here, I thought that you had given up on slaying the dragon."
"Speaking of which, how many years have you been relying on that Fire Dragon? Even with your abilities, you have no chance of sacrificing it?" Augustine knew that Makhu Redd was definitely greedier than ordinary people thought.
If he had the ability to sacrifice the dragon, why would he want to ally with them?
Both parties had already decided.
As long as they succeeded in slaying the dragon.
Makhu Redd would obtain the soul of the Great Dragon.
Augustine and the rest would obtain the corpse of the Great Dragon.
All in all, it seemed like Augustine would gain more benefits. However, the soul of the Great Dragon might be even more valuable to a dark warlock.
The two of them got closer to each other in the dark forest. Then, they turned and walked into an even denser forest.
Other than the sound of their conversation, there was only the sound of laughter …
No one knew what they were talking about.
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