This was the first time in Cremonte's life that he had seen a dragon. In fact, he believed that not many people in the world had the opportunity to see a living Giant Dragon in real life.
Now he saw it, and he saw two of them at once.
When Cecil's flying machine was destroyed, there was a certain probability that two enraged Giant Dragons would rush out from the exploded wreckage. The falling wreckage became something more deadly. Which terrible god made such a bad joke?
In this brief moment, Cremonte's mind was filled with many strange thoughts. Even he himself was surprised that he could still be so relaxed and distracted in such a situation. However, his body's reaction was not delayed at all. When he realized that he had become the target of the two furious dragons, his first reaction was to create a large area of distorted mirrors in the air around him with arcane power. Then, he jumped and moved between the mirrors as fast as he could, hoping to increase the distance between him and the dragons and find a chance to counterattack.
The spell effect of "Swarow's Maze of Mirrors" bought him precious time, and it turned out that it was wise to open up the distance in the first place. The moment he moved away, he heard a deafening roar coming from behind. One of the two Giant Dragons opened its mouth wide, and a flame that seemed to be able to burn the sky gushed out from its mouth. Although the range of the flame was short, the range was far beyond the barrage of the flying machines. If he had not chosen to retreat at the first moment and blindly faced the attack, he would have lost his first life in the hot dragon flame.
"Attention, everyone!" Cremonte moved quickly under the cover of the clouds, and at the same time, he used missiles and electric arcs to constantly harass and weaken the two enraged Giant Dragons. At the same time, he warned loudly through the message spell, "Dragons! Cecil's men have lured the dragons to the battlefield! Be careful of those black flying machines. The Giant Dragons are hiding in those flying machines! "
This sudden warning obviously caused some people to fall into confusion. The warning was so unbelievable that many people did not understand what their commander meant. But soon, as more black flying machines were shot down, the third and fourth Giant Dragons appeared on the battlefield. Everyone realized that this sudden change was not an illusion — the Giant Dragons had really appeared on the battlefield!
The battlefield became even more chaotic due to the appearance of the Giant Dragons, even to the point of madness. But the Typhon's offensive did not collapse because of this. They did not even waver. Those ferocious rulers of the sky did not scare off the Griffin Knight and the battle mages. The former were devout believers of the God of War, and the mental interference from the God had already mutated their bodies and minds into inhuman beings. These Griffin Knights roared fanatically, their blood and mana burning in the snowstorm. The enemy's pressure stimulated these fanatical believers, and the power bestowed by the God further activated and exploded in their bodies. Some of them even turned into burning torches of faith, charging forward with courage that even made the Giant Dragons tremble in fear. As for the latter …
As early as when they took off, the battle mages already knew that this was an air raid mission that must be carried out to the end. All of them had already cast the effects of Mechanized Mind and Death Contract on themselves. Even when faced with the sudden appearance of the Giant Dragons on the battlefield, none of the battle mages retreated.
As the commander of this army, Cremont had to maintain his normal state of mind, so he did not cast the effects of Mechanized Mind on himself. Even so, his heart was as hard as steel.
He did not come here to prove anything, nor did he come here for the so-called glory and faith. He came to this battlefield as a Typhon noble, and this reason did not allow him to choose to retreat under any circumstances.
Amidst a gust of wind, he hid in the nearby clouds. The miracle of the God of War protected him, allowing him to avoid the sharp eyes of the Giant Dragon at a very dangerous distance. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he created a large-scale electric arc from the side and struck the black-scaled Giant Dragon. Under the flashing electric arc and at a very close distance, he finally saw the details of the huge creature.
It was 100% a dragon, but it was not the same as the dragons he had seen in some ancient books. He saw that the Black Dragon was covered with something like a steel armor, but it was obviously not a simple armor. Between the thick and heavy armor, there were obvious mechanical devices and runic connections. The edge of the Giant Dragon's wings had a more complicated extension structure. Light blue runes shone on the extension structure, which reminded Cremont of the runes on the flying machines of Cecil …
This complicated set of equipment was some kind of specialized "equipment", and it was obviously mass-produced. These dragons were not "reinforcements" pulled to the battlefield by some opportunistic means. They were fully armed regular soldiers, a part of Cecil's military force.
This discovery set off alarm bells in Cremont's heart.
The huge electric arc cut across the sky and hit the back of the Black Dragon. The latter's shield flashed, and it seemed that part of the electric arc had penetrated the shield. This made the huge creature roar angrily, but the deafening roar made Cremont tremble and overjoyed. The dragon was injured?
He had read about the Giant Dragon in various ancient books. Although many of them were fabricated, all the books had one thing in common, which was that they repeatedly emphasized the strength of Dragons. It was said that they had impenetrable scales and innate magic resistance. They had immense strength and surging vitality. Almost no one below the legendary level could cause fatal damage to an adult Giant Dragon. Magic attacks below the senior level could not even penetrate the innate magic defense of Dragons.
However, the lightning arc that he released just now had actually injured this dragon? The strength of these dragons seemed to be weaker than what was recorded in the books.
Cremont did not know whether there was a problem with the records in the books or the dragons in front of him. But the fact that the dragons could be injured by conventional magic was obviously something to be excited about. He immediately reported to the army in a loud voice, "Don't be frightened by these Giant Dragon! They can be hurt by conventional attacks! Their advantage in numbers is effective against them … "
A terrible pressure suddenly swept from the side, and Cremont's words came to an abrupt end. He only had time to glance to the side and saw a red Giant Dragon rushing out of a cloud. The steel "ram" on the lower jaw of the Giant Dragon was glowing coldly in the surrounding explosion. Cremont saw the terrible creature open its mouth, and a blazing flame temporarily ended all his thoughts.
However, in the surrounding sky, a more intense battle had just begun.
…
The dragon-winged mercenaries entered the battlefield, and the balance of the battle began to shift. However, for the first time, victory was not so easily tilted to Cecil's side.
It was difficult to describe the Typhon's people as fearless. This terrible blizzard was completely on the enemy's side.
A soldier stood up from beside the communication device and loudly reported to Maryland, "General! The armory at the end of the carriage is severely damaged! All the anti-air cannons have been blown up, and the connection between the main cannon and the power spine has been broken in the air raid just now! "
"Withdraw the soldiers from the armory at the end and abandon the carriage directly." Maryland thought for a moment and immediately ordered, "How far are we from Highland 21?"
"General, news just came from Highland 21. They have also been attacked by the blizzard. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the anti-air cannons to provide support at such a long distance."
"I see." Maryland nodded. "Maintain the current speed and continue to move in the direction of the Shadowy Swamp. Contact Changfeng Stronghold and let the War Citizen enter Line 3."
"Yes, General!"
Maryland nodded and frowned as he looked at the sky diagonally above. In the light and shadow of the anti-air cannons and searchlights, he saw the Typhon's Griffin Knight and the battlemages fighting with the flying machine and the Giant Dragon. Each of the battlemages was surrounded by a powerful magical glow, and at the same time, they appeared and disappeared mysteriously in the clouds. Some of them had broken through the interwoven firepower net of the air defense line and reached the altitude where they could directly attack the armored train. The fireballs and arcane missiles that were as powerful as medium and small magic cannons were constantly falling from the sky, exploding on the bodies of the Giant Serpent and the Iron Scepter or beside the tracks.
This had exceeded the limit of any human's magic power. Even a Legendary champion should have shown signs of fatigue in such a battle.
The only explanation was that the magic power of the Typhon's people was endless, and the source of their power … was most likely this massive snowstorm.
At this moment, a violent tremor suddenly spread throughout the entire train body. The tremor was mixed with the ear-piercing sound of the train's emergency brakes. The speed of the armored train began to drop rapidly, and many people in the carriage almost fell to the ground. Maryland's thoughts were interrupted by this. He looked up at the technical soldier next to the main console and asked loudly, "What happened?!"
"General!" The soldier also replied in a loud voice. "The railway in front has been blown up!"
This thing had finally happened.
Maryland's face turned gloomy. At the same time, he noticed that the Iron Scepter's armored train outside the carriage had passed the Giant Serpent and was continuing to move forward. The armored train had an engineering team, and they were probably trying to repair the damaged railway in front of them despite the Typhon's bombardment.
If they just wanted to temporarily get out of the predicament, this kind of repair plan was feasible. But in the current situation, the success rate was too low.
"Order the Iron Scepter to come back." Maryland thought for a moment and immediately ordered. "Where is the destroyed section in front of us?"
"It's near Junction 22, General."
"Okay, stop at Junction 22 and let the Iron Scepter stand by there," Maryland said quickly. "The mechanical team will pour all the cooling water into the Rainbow Generator's heat dissipation device. From now on, the power spine will be overloaded and dry. After the two trains meet, all the heat dissipation grids will be opened."
"Yes, General!" The adjutant on the side immediately accepted the order, but then he could not help but ask, "What are you …"
"Didn't the Typhon want to keep our train?" Maryland said in a low voice. "Give it to them. We'll change the train."
The adjutant was startled and said subconsciously, "But General, this train is the most powerful one on the Eastern Front …"
"This train is just a weapon," Maryland looked at his adjutant and said word by word, "Its replica will be driven out from the factory in two months."
"… Yes, General!"
…
Cremonte woke up in a maddening noise and ravings. He found that he was falling from the sky, and the red Giant Dragon that had just killed him was quickly flying over him.
He immediately understood that he had "enjoyed" the miracle brought by the God of War.
Now, there was no turning back.
In the corner of his eye, he saw several Griffin Knight falling from the sky.
A flying machine was blown into a huge fireball, disintegrating and sliding toward the southwest.
More than ten combat mages were besieging a blue Giant Dragon. The Giant Dragon was riddled with wounds, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it was killed by the mortals. Some of the mages were fatally wounded, some would be resurrected in the next moment, and some had exhausted the extra life brought by the miracle and fell from the sky in a hideous and twisted posture.
The anti-aircraft fire from the ground was still tearing the sky apart, illuminating the iron-gray clouds and creating bright fireworks in the blizzard.
All of this was like a crazy dream.
Cremonte let himself continue to fall. His eyes had turned to the ground and focused on the larger steel train. He knew that the railway ahead had been blown up, and the most powerful mobile fortress, which had caused the most damage to the Winterfort Defense Line, was destined to stay here today.
The appearance of the dragon was a huge accident, which directly led to a deviation in the direction of the battle previously deduced by Cremonte and Palin Winterfort. Cremonte knew that the air attack force he led was very likely to be wiped out in the air battle today, but it was precisely because of this that he had to destroy the train.
Otherwise, his and his comrades' sacrifice today would be meaningless.
The two armored trains gradually approached each other in the valley. All of a sudden, a large cloud of steam filled Cremonte's sight.
What happened?
Cremonte was stunned, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that his body was torn apart by a huge force. A shell exploded very close to him, and the fatal shock wave instantly tore his flesh apart.
Thus, the second miracle was lost without knowing what was going on.
When Cremonte woke up again from the crazy ravings and more ear-piercing noises, he found that he had fallen near the larger mobile fortress. A strange feeling filled his body and mind. He felt that there was something extra in his body and in his mind. A majestic voice was constantly telling him the truth that was incomprehensible to human beings, and the body that he used to be familiar with … seemed to have a part of it that no longer belonged to him.
He realized that this was his third life, and in this life, the God of War … had begun to ask for the price of miracles.
Even if he was not a follower of the God of War, as long as he was in this blizzard and bore the power bestowed by the God, he had to act according to the rules of miracles.
The cloud of steam below was still dense, and it seemed that it would not disperse for a long time, but Cremonte knew that he was falling in the right direction. There was no longer any hesitation in his heart. Under his conscious control, an endless amount of Mana began to gather in his body. The powerful energy even set his body ablaze. At the last moment of his fall, he used his remaining strength to adjust his direction so that he was facing the Southeast, the direction where Aldnan was.
"Rosetta … I'll watch from here …"
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