Mission Accomplished

After two rounds of magical bombardment, the commander of the supply convoy finally reacted. Under his command, the dragons of the convoy formed a circular battle formation, back to back, and launched a counterattack with their breath against Sordil and his companions. At the same time, the surrounding guards began to move towards the center, attempting to surround Sordil and his group.

"Uncle Kaldiz!"

Upon hearing Sordil's shout, Kaldiz immediately ceased his attack on the supply convoy and flew northeast towards it. Sordil, on the other hand, flew southwest. Upon reaching their designated positions, the two performed the same actions with remarkable synchronization. Moments later, the Magic Particles in the air began to stir. When the stirring reached its peak, the two shouted in unison, "Fusion Magic: Ghost Dragon's Self Domain!"

"Buzz!"

With the two of them at the origin, a series of gray-black Magic Array appeared one after another, and after a moment, the Magic Array formed a gray-black ring.

"Hiss hiss"

Countless wisps of gray-black smoke were released from the Magic Array and then drifted outwards towards the outer edge of the ring, forming a hollow circle whose area was constantly expanding.

"Plop"

"Plop"

One by one, the giant dragons that had entered the gray-black hollow circle area fell from the sky, crashed into the sea, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"First squad, everyone retreat and launch an attack from above!"

"Clear!"

"Second detachment, all troops attack from below, coordinating with friendly forces to launch a pincer attack from above and below!"

"Learn!"

Upon witnessing the power of the black smoke, the surrounding dragons abandoned their frontal assault and instead attacked Sordil and his companions from both above and below.

"You want to bypass ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain '? Fine! I'll show you and see if you can!"

Upon seeing the enemy's actions, a mocking smile appeared on Sordil's lips. He then used Mind Talk to contact Kaldiz.

"Uncle Kaldiz, once those guys get closer, switch ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain ' to up/down mode!"

"Clear!"

The dragons of the Western Continent, completely unaware of Sordil's plans, were excited as the sky above or below the center gradually approached, completely oblivious to the fact that they were gradually moving towards the Underworld.

"Brothers, charge! Kill these arrogant bastards!"

"Charge!"

"Kill them!"

Sensing that the time was ripe, Sordil shouted loudly at Kaldiz, "Uncle, switch modes!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the previously parallel, gray-black hollow circle flipped 180 degrees, enveloping most of the approaching dragons. The next second, the dragon-filled wontons began sliding towards the 'pot' of salt water, sinking to the bottom. The dragons who had narrowly escaped this ordeal retreated, then once again divided into four camps, scattered around Sordil and his group, quietly awaiting the perfect moment to strike.

Unlike the Western Continent forces, whose reinforcements were arriving in droves, Sordil and his group were essentially isolated deep in enemy territory. Therefore, they had to complete their mission before being completely surrounded and then quickly retreat. Thus, Sordil abandoned the strategy of luring the enemy into a trap and instead unleashed the strongest form of ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain.' A massive, hollow, gray-black sphere appeared in the sky, isolating Sordil and his companions from the enemy outside.

As the time it took to maintain the ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain ' increased, fine beads of sweat began to appear on the foreheads of Sordil and Kaldiz, and their faces turned somewhat pale.

"Brother Igneel, hurry up, the two of us can't hold out much longer!"

Upon hearing Sordil's shout, Igneel and the others abandoned physical combat and began to mobilize the remaining magic power within them to launch a fierce attack on the 'turtle formation' of the Western Continent.

"Sister Yelibell, don't just focus on attacking and forget to check the situation outside, otherwise we won't be able to escape later!"

"Brother Sordil, don't worry, I would never dare to joke about everyone's lives!"

"That's good! That's good!"

Time ticked by, and one by one, the members of the supply convoy fell to the attacks of Igneel and his men. The unconscious convoy members passed through the ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain,' either falling into the sea or crashing into the reinforcements waiting below. When the three-minute mark was reached, Sordil and his companion finally reached their limit.

"Guys, the uncle and I have reached our limit. You guys need to move closer to us right now and prepare to retreat!"

After receiving the Mind Talk message sent by Sordil, Igneel and the others stopped their small spells and began to gather magic power to prepare for the final blow.

"Sister Yelibell, what's the situation outside?"

"The southeast direction is not yet surrounded by the enemy; we can break out from there!"

"Southeast? Okay, I understand!"

Just as Sordil confirmed the breakout direction with Yelibell, Igneel and the others threw their prepared special attacks at the supply convoy, and then they turned and flew directly towards Sordil.

"Uncle, let go!"

After giving the orders to Kaldiz, Sordil swiftly switched from Ghost Dragon Mode to Time-Space Dragon Mode. He then cast a compression spell on Igneel and the others, shrinking them into miniature figures and sealing them inside an oxygen mask. Having done this, he switched back to Ghost Dragon Mode and faced Kaldiz.

The ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain ', now out of the control of the two, began to malfunction. Just then, the final blow left by Igneel and the others exploded, completely detonating the rampaging gray-black sphere.

"Hey guys, look! Something's not right with this ball!"

"Um?"

"Oh no! This ball is going to explode! Everyone run!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

Although the Western Continent Army surrounding the ' Ghost Dragon's Self Domain ' discovered the anomaly of the gray-black sphere, it was too late!

"Boom!"

A spark of orange-red flame appeared first, followed by a violent blast of wind, and then a cloud of purplish-red poisonous mist and gray-black smoke arrived simultaneously. Under the cover of the smoke, icy javelins, hard rock-iron cannonballs, and all-pervasive water-flowing knives and wooden needles radiated outwards from the center.

In an instant, the sounds of falling into the sea, explosions, screams, and cries of panic as people scattered and fled to avoid the attack intertwined to form a chaotic symphony playing out in the nearby waters.

When the chaotic chorus came to an end, Montedoss and his men, who had rushed from afar, finally arrived at the battlefield. However, apart from the wounded scattered everywhere and the lingering smoke and poisonous fog, there was nothing there!

"What's going on? Where are the enemies? Where are the supply convoys?"

Although Montedoss shouted with all his might, no one answered his question; only countless screams echoed in the sky. Seeing that no one answered him, Montedoss, whose nerves were beginning to break, reached out and grabbed a wounded soldier beside him, shaking him violently while yelling, "I'm asking you, where are the enemies? Where are the supply convoys? What on earth happened here?"

The wounded soldiers, who had initially retained some consciousness, were completely knocked unconscious after his actions, let alone able to answer his questions! Left with no other option, Montedoss had to shift his focus to another wounded soldier and repeat the same process. Through his relentless efforts, within just three minutes, six wounded soldiers, some lightly and some seriously injured, were shaken unconscious and fell into a coma.

Just as he was about to harm the seventh wounded soldier, Zakro and Feldroka joined forces to stop him.

"Chief Montedoss, calm down! You won't get any useful information out of this; you'll only make more people faint!" (Zakro, hereinafter referred to as Zakro)

"Yes, Chief Montedoss! We should help treat the wounded now, and then inquire about the details of the battle once they have regained consciousness! (Feldroka, hereinafter referred to as Foldroca)"

"Rescue the wounded? Wait for them to recover? By the time they recover, their ' Old Friend ' will have long since fled, and the food will have been completely taken away! (Montedoss, hereinafter referred to as Montedors)"

"That's precisely why we must not panic, but remain calm and devise a reasonable solution. (Note)"

"A reasonable solution? Perhaps while we're trying to figure it out, our ' Old Friend ' are already fleeing with their grain! (Monkey)"

"In that case, the three of us will split up. I will stay here to treat the wounded, Chief Montedoss, you will be in charge of searching for the whereabouts of our ' Old Friend,' and Chief Zakro will be in charge of collecting the remaining food supplies in the surrounding sea!" (Buddha)

"Okay, let's do it that way! (sighs)"

In a certain sea area, on the seabed

"Bang!"

Two enormous figures swimming on the seabed suddenly plunged downwards, crashing heavily onto the seabed's surface. Instantly, mud and dust scattered, turning the clear seawater murky. Just then, a nearly transparent sphere rolled out from the arms of one of the dark figures, and inside the sphere, a dozen or so figurines were moving... uh, I misspoke, rolling!

"Holy crap! That bastard Sordil actually... Waaah... Waaah..."

"Damn! Igneel, please don't throw up! Please don't throw up!"

"Metalicana, quickly cover Igneel's mouth, don't let him spit it out!"

"Well!"

"Um... Sister-in-law, I've discovered a more serious problem, look!"

Grandiere and the others followed Diphiya's gaze upwards and saw a massive black tail crashing down towards the oxygen masks they were sheltering in. In a panic, everyone inside the oxygen masks screamed in unison:

"Uncle Kaldiz, no!"