"If there is no other means, Count Weiss will fail."
Ryan could already see that the soldiers belonging to Thundercloud County were being defeated. After all, the fear brought by the war overwhelmed the count's majestic rule at this moment.
"What other means are there?"
Ryan Looking at the flag of the Weiss Ducal Family, this great nobleman wouldn't want to swallow up the whole Northwind Province with just a few cards, right?
Ryan When he was thinking this way, he also made his army retreat. He didn't want to be in the front.
On the other side, after hearing that many Catfolk assassins had failed, Count Weiss finally made up his mind.
"Vaan."
Count Weiss shouted, and the sound of metal collision came from behind, like dozens of wind chimes constantly colliding under the robe. Hector, who was standing next to him, could hear the rotation of machinery and gears.
"Mr. Vaan."
Hector saluted and looked at Alchemist, who except his head was hidden under his robe. One of his eyes was not a naked eye, but some kind of gem forged and inlaid in the eye socket.
"My lord, you have finally made your decision."
"Stop talking nonsense Vaan, let me see if you Alchemist are as powerful as you say."
"If you can't do this, I guarantee you will die miserably."
Vaan laughed mischievously.
"Don't worry, Earl, we have been preparing for this day for ten years."
"So..."
Vaan looked at Count Weiss, who took out a beautiful box with mountains and plains carved on it, lush, prosperous and lush.
The moment he opened the box, Vaan's whole body was trembling. He excitedly stretched out his mechanical arm and touched the thumb-sized stone inside.
"Philosopher's Stone, I finally saw the supreme achievement of alchemy, Philosopher's Stone."
"Stop inking and do it quickly."
Vaan raised his head with feverish eyes.
"We have already prepared."
After saying that, more than forty Alchemists behind him came out. They drove the pack horses and moved out the huge metal objects from more than a dozen carriages, and then arranged them into a Altar. Vaan personally walked up to the Altar and poured out the liquids from hundreds of bottles and jars.
"Dragons buried under the world, I sincerely call for your return!"
As the power released by the Alchemists on Altar became more and more powerful, Undead Saint Realm Mage appeared on Sky-rank, and the gray-white magic formed a circle of swirling clouds in the sky. As the Undead spell was completed, the ground was shaking.
"What's going on?"
Ryan felt that the horses under him were uneasy. The vibration of the earth made them feel that some kind of fear was emerging. Gradually, Ryan himself felt it too.
"This is...Dragon's Might?"
The ground cracked open, and giant claws of white bones stretched out from the cracks, and then even larger bodies began to appear.
That was... the rotten Dragons skeleton, but only the feet and sharp claws could be seen.
"This is Wyverns that once lived in Crimsonwing Plains!?"
Looking at the Wyverns skeleton seven or eight meters tall in front of him, Ryan swallowed his saliva. No one knew that Two-legged Wyvern's skeleton was actually buried under this Crimsonwing Plains.
In other words... under this land, wouldn't there be a large number of Supernatural Materials, and the largest Northwind Province, Magic Crystal Mine?
The shaking of the ground continued. As the spell of Undead Mages continued, the second head, the third head... less than a minute passed, and a total of fifteen Two-legged Wyvern skeletons appeared on the battlefield.
The intimidation and fear they bring are far more terrifying than the taller Thunder Giant, because there are too many of them.
"When they were alive, they were at least Wyverns comparable to the Saint Realm, right?"
Someone said tremblingly, but this was not enough to scare the army, especially since Flying Wolf Cavalry Legion and Dragonblood Warrior Legion were approaching, and their power might not be able to kill these Undead creations.
But...
Everything is not over yet. The skeletons of Wyverns that were summoned are in tatters. Each rotten bone is breaking and then falling to the ground. As for the intact skeletons, they fly into the sky due to the exchange of some kind of power.
Fifteen bones of Two-legged Wyvern were picked and picked. Finally, a huge Dragons with six limbs and six heads opened its four bone wings to defend itself. The dragon roar from ancient times resounded in the sky of Crimsonwing Plains. All the mounts were lying on the ground and could no longer stand up.
Ryan stood on the ground, watching in shock as the Dragons, which was hundreds of meters tall, appeared above the battlefield. The Dragon's Might it exuded made his blood instinctively run hot.
But this is still not over. In the distance, on Altar of Alchemist, Vaan looked at Dragons in the sky with feverish eyes. Under the control of Undead Mages, Dragons began to land on the earth.
At this time, below Crimsonwing Plains, raging rivers flew out from the cracks. No, they were not rivers, but molten iron formed from the huge Iron Ore under the Crimsonwing Plains ground.
The molten iron seemed to come alive, and the liquid covered the surface of the bone dragon. Visible to the naked eye, under the sunlight, a huge metal Dragons with six heads, six legs, and four wings appeared in the center of the battlefield.
"Philosopher's Stone, a creation that can replace any material, let this be the soul of Dragons!"
The Philosopher's Stone in Vaan's hand emitted a scorching light, and then fell into the empty eye socket of Steel Dragon. The next moment, light appeared in the dark eye socket, and Dragons once again spread its wings and roared.
"This is...Legendary!"
Count Winter roared out in horror. He actually felt the breath of Legendary on Steel Dragon's body.
Count Weiss floated in the sky and landed on the head of Steel Dragon. He was also a powerful Thunder Mage and now became the master of Dragons.
From a high position, looking down at the many nobles on the battlefield, Count Weiss looked at Count Soron and Count Winter.
"Surrender, the victory of the war belongs to the Weiss Family, and I deserve to take back the glory that belongs to the blood of Ves."
"Ves, are you happy too early!?"
Count Soron stood on the ground, pointing the big sword in his hand at Steel Dragon.
"The Legendary creations are not unkilled."
"Really?"
Count Weiss's silent body shook, followed by a loud and wanton roar.
"Miao Ya·Sauron, are you confused? On this battlefield, I own Thunder Giant, I own Legendary Dragons, and I have tens of thousands of troops. How can you win?"
"Hmph!"
Count Soron looked at Count Winter and said:
"I just said, this white-eyed wolf can't start a war against us without any preparation, right? Thunder Giant can't even defeat you, but he still wants to rule the entire Northwind Province."
"You are the governor of Northwind Province. I leave this big guy to you."
After Count Soron finished speaking, he took his Dragonblood Warrior Legion and retreated towards the rear.
On the other side, Count Winter was still hesitating, but after hearing Count Soron's words, he knew that he couldn't compete in this matter.
He tore open a scroll, and then, the portal of space was opened, and a towering thirty-meter tower appeared on the battlefield Sky-rank, that was... Mage Tower.
On the top floor of Mage Tower, Countess Winter stood and looked outside. The next moment, Mage Tower surged with infinite magic power, causing strong winds and sudden heavy rains to rise in the entire Crimsonwing Plains sky. There were thin soldiers who could not even stand in the strong wind, and the world seemed to fall into chaos at this moment.
"This is the demon Mages, the powerful demon Mages. With the power of one person, it can cause strange phenomena in the world."
Ryan stared blankly at the violent wind and heavy rain in the sky. No wonder the magic Mages can be called the most powerful extraordinary system. It can face Deities's powerful magic. It is a stolen power comparable to Deities.
In particular, that Countess Winter is also Space Mage.
Now it seems that the other party not only controls Space Magic, but also has access to wind and water attribute magic.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."