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Chapter 455

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What kind of joke was this!?

Even though Kudran had killed so many Red Dragons controlled by the Orcs, he never thought that he would have to face an opponent of this level one day.

A young Dragon under a thousand years old could easily destroy a town.

A young Dragon under 10,000 years old could destroy a human army.

But what about an Ancient Dragon that was more than 10,000 years old?

The answer was — enough to destroy a kingdom!

This Dragon was still far away, but it had already let out a loud roar. The surging sound waves caused the clouds to scatter, and the air around it to distort slightly.

Its crimson red wings spread out, and even the ground shook slightly.

It was like a falling comet, heading straight for the Lordaeron soldiers who were blocking the Horde's escape.

Well, here's the problem.

How could they stop an Orc army that was charging at them at full speed? The answer was to form a solid infantry formation.

How could they save more lives from the dragon breath of an Ancient Dragon? The answer was to disperse the formation, and turn it into a formation of scattered soldiers.

Mograine knew how to deal with any given situation.

Unfortunately, even someone as brave and skilled as Alexandros Mograine was dumbfounded when he suddenly encountered such a situation.

It was not that he did not receive an emergency magic message from Duque.

But an army of 100,000 soldiers could not retreat at will. On the noisy battlefield, it would take more than 10 minutes for the message to reach the frontlines. Most of the soldiers' first reaction when they were suddenly asked to disperse while they were fighting well was to refuse.

The task of blocking the Orc army's retreat and killing the most Orcs was personally given by King Terenas. King Terenas hated the Orcs who burned the entire Silverpine Forest to the ground. Even though most of the burning was done by the flamethrowers of the FFF team, without the Orcs, there was no need for such cruel weapons … Well, in the end, the Orcs deserved to die.

And as the core of the Alliance, Lordaeron had to play a more important role, and not let Duque have all the glory.

In the end, the first target of the Dragon that came out of nowhere was Lordaeron's army.

Even though Mograine had sounded the horn to disperse the battle, the dragon was still too fast.

When the wyrm flew past at high speed, the wind pressure generated by the mere flapping of its wings was enough to create a terrifying storm in half of the Rotterdam Kingdom's army, causing everyone nearby to be blown off their feet and rolling on the ground like rolling gourds.

The gigantic ballistae and catapults originally required two horses to pull and at least ten engineers to operate.

Now, these huge war machines were like children's toys, falling apart with a single scratch from the dragon's claws. A catapult was caught in the air by the dragon's claws, and then thrown down wantonly. The wooden car disintegrated in mid-air, turning into countless pieces like scattered leaves in a storm.

They smashed into the heads of the Lordaeron soldiers.

All of a sudden, a ball of bluish-purple light that was not large but very eye-catching appeared in the sky above the Rotterdam Kingdom's army.

It was the light of the portal opening, and an old mage with white hair and a white beard stepped out of the portal. In the next moment, he slowly descended and stood on a huge piece of ice that rose from the ground.

In the Alliance, there were only two Pharaoh with such an aura!

The one who was good at playing with ice was naturally the strongest mage in the Dalajan, Antonidas.

The old mage held onto his icicle staff and shouted into the sky, his angry voice immediately echoing in the air through the magic amplification. "Taranis! Answer me, why do you have to stoop so low as to serve these despicable green worms?! "

"Forgive me — Alexstrasza is in their hands, I had no choice." Taranis's vertical pupils showed clear sorrow.

With that, the ancient wyrm Taranis spread its huge wings that had a wingspan of at least 30 to 40 meters, almost hovering in mid-air. A faint crimson light shone from its chest, spreading from its chest to its long neck. Then, a blazing dragon's breath came out of its mouth filled with sharp teeth.

This dragon's breath was so huge that it felt like the whole sky had become a huge burning cloud, pressing heavily on the Scarlet Cross Army's heads.

Almost at the same time, a huge ice tornado with a diameter of more than 100 meters rolled up without warning. The cold air quickly condensed into palm-sized icicles, mixed in with the tornado and rose into the sky, colliding with the dragon's breath that was like the flames of hell in the air.

At that moment, the whole sky seemed to flash with a chaotic glow of white and red. The violent energy reaction stirred up a huge energy turbulence that completely enveloped the entire northern region of the battlefield.

The thousands of people around Antonidas were instantly swept up by the terrible turbulence and died.

This was not the end. The violent energy continued to spread in all directions.

With the human and dragon as the center of the battle, time seemed to stop for a second, and then in the next second, time started to flow again. A powerful shock wave that could overturn everything standing within a kilometer began to sweep the entire battlefield.

Well, a battle of hundreds of thousands of people had been messed up by these two guys who were completely cheating.

This was not a battle of the same level at all.

Mortals could not interfere in a battle of this level at all.

At this moment, Duque arrived.

"We're late." Aurelia bit her lip.

"No, it's not too late. In fact, it's just in time!" Duque handed an especially thick arrow to Aurelia and another to Sasha.

"Hm?"

"Can you shoot these two arrows at Taranis's eyelids?"

"What's the use?" Aurelia expressed her doubt. "Even the eyes of a dragon have a membrane that's harder than steel. Even if our arrows hit it, we won't be able to hurt it."

"I didn't say we're going to kill Taranis." In fact, the one who was more doubtful was Duque. But Duque would not dare say it even if he died. In history, Taranis should have died in the Dragonmaw Clan's Grim Batol Fortress because he was too weak.

Why was Taranis still alive and kicking, running over to the tribe's rescue team?

But he still had to do what he had to do.

Duque could not sit back and watch as the Alliance's army was beaten like dogs.

"Sasha, you go first."

"Okay!" The silver-haired Sasha nocked an arrow.

Just like her sister, Sasha's posture when she pulled the bow also had a valiant and heroic air. The Creator had given the High Elves the most beautiful appearance, and the long years of battle had trained the Windrunner sisters' unparalleled heroic spirit on the battlefield.

A strong wind blew, and Sasha's Wind Arrow flew out.

The arrow's trajectory was so light, like a piece of cotton in the wind.

Taranis, who was in a fierce battle, did not notice the arrow until it exploded less than half a meter away from his eyeball, releasing a blinding light.

Flash Grenade?

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