Fallen Divine Descendant
The corpses of Wyvern and Celestial Being fell one after another, sometimes even crushing some unfortunate soldiers. The air force of the Embers of the Burned Empire and the Celestial Legion engaged in a brutal battle, neither giving way, vying for air superiority in this area.
The artillery fire continued to roar, but the two sides on the battlefield were already entangled and intertwined, and the Empire could no longer carry out carpet bombing, so it could only attack the Collins City further back.
The explosions produced flames, and the holy light from heaven intertwined with the dazzling aura of arcane magic, making the situation on the battlefield increasingly unpredictable and volatile.
Just moments before, the Embers of the Burned Legion's Steam Tank were leading numerous infantrymen in a charge, destroying offensives and seizing high ground.
Immediately afterward, the Angel Divine Descendant of the Aisel Allied Forces descended from the sky, cleaving the empire's steel behemoth in two with a single sword strike, and led the extraordinary Fighter of Fadlan in a charge to reclaim their territory.
Once the high ground is recaptured by the enemy, the soldiers of the Embers of the Burned Legion will contact the artillery and bombardment Wyvern in the rear, and cooperate with the tanks on the front line to airdrop hundreds of shells on the enemy-held positions, turning them into scorched earth.
While the Allied soldiers were taking cover from the bombing, dying one after another, and with no one to fill the gaps in the defenses, the tanks and infantry at the front would launch another fierce offensive and charge.
On the vast battlefield of North Aisel, this scene has been repeated countless times, with the Embers of the Burned Empire constantly depleting the Allied forces' manpower.
"For the Embers of the Burned Empire!"
" For the For Holy Fadlan!"
Such shouts filled the battlefield, all in a fervent tone, but the Embers of the Burned Empire's were clearly more imposing—because they often pulled out megaphones.
Thus, having lost the support of the Celestial Legion, the Embers of the Burned Legion and the Northern Aisel Allied Forces were plunged into a brutal and bitter battle.
Along the long front, hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Embers of the Burned Empire and the Northern Aisel Allied Forces fought for strategic locations, neither side giving way, and each position changed hands repeatedly.
During the battle, the position had long been blasted into scorched earth, with charred and fragmented corpses everywhere. The large and small mounds had been leveled several feet in countless bombings and could no longer be called "high ground".
Suddenly, an incredibly hot wind swept in from the direction of the Embers of the Burned Empire's position, followed by a magnificent and resounding shout from afar.
"Extinguish the enemy's flames of hope, and enforce order with an iron fist—"
Dragonkin Paladin, wielding massive shields and spears, marched in in tight formation, like a mobile fortress, their banners adorned with vertical pupils and flames fluttering in the wind.
Anthony, the leader of the Twelve Dragon Escorts of the Dragon Oath Temple and revered as the "Judgment Knight," raised his arm covered in red scales and pointed the tip of his spear at the distant Collins City.
"These shameless southerners dared to rebel against the Embers of the Burned Empire and even insulted the Dragon Lord with vicious words. They have committed heinous crimes!"
"All Dragonkin Paladin, heed my command: In the name of the Dragon Oath Temple, reduce all enemies who stand in our way to ashes!"
Anthony's face, which resembled that of Dragonborn, was filled with rage. He brandished his spear and roared, "Attack! The Dragon Lord is above all else!"
"The Dragon Lord is above all else!"
The Dragonkin Paladin were filled with righteous indignation, letting out a frenzied shout, their golden vertical pupils flickering like flames.
With synchronized steps, the Dragonkin Paladin marched swiftly, their blazing crimson aura growing ever stronger, and the surrounding temperature rising continuously.
Where they passed, wild grass burned, Mars flew, and even the Hobgoblin infantry made way for them, their imposing presence spreading like that of True Dragon.
Before the soldiers could even touch the Dragonkin Paladin, they were burned by the fiery aura. They screamed in alarm, only to be riddled with thorns by the long spears.
"You will pay a heavy price for your actions!"
Anthony roared and thrust his spear forward, unleashing a surging wave of flames from its tip, like dragon's breath, turning the allied soldiers blocking his path into ashes.
Not long after the Dragonkin Paladin joined the battlefield, thousands of allied soldiers died at their hands, which also attracted the attention of the Divine Descendants.
Accompanied by holy light, the Angel Divine Descendant, wielding a longsword and flapping its wings, descended from the sky.
He looked around at the charred remains of the allied soldiers, then turned to the Dragonkin Paladin, growling through gritted teeth, "You minions of the dragon! You are not worthy of living! The eternal sun will grant you—death!"
With wings flapping in mid-air, the Angel Divine Descendant raised his longsword, the tip of which immediately released a dazzling flame.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar as the air exploded, a golden-red pillar of fire descended from the sky, striking the Dragonkin Paladin like Divine Punishment.
The sun-like light reflected in Anthony's vertical pupils. He showed no fear, simply raising his spear high and commanding in a deep voice, "Dragon Vein Link!"
In an instant, hundreds of Dragonkin Paladin raised their spears, and countless chains burning with flames extended, intertwining and linking to Anthony's body, while the power of the dragon vein was transmitted along the chains.
As an imperial marquis, Anthony already possessed top-tier extraordinary strength, and with the help of the Dragon Vein Link, his power had already broken through to the legendary level! At this moment, these hundreds of people were as one, their power all concentrated on Anthony, and flames formed wings growing from his back.
He flapped his wings, stepped off the ground, and took to the air. Anthony raised his giant shield to block the pillar of fire that was powerful enough to destroy Steam Tank.
"Boom!"
The two forces collided, triggering a violent explosion that burst into flames and filled the air with thick smoke.
When the smoke cleared, Anthony was unharmed. He even pointed his spear at the Angel Divine Descendant not far away and sneered, "We only accept the grace of the Great Dragon Lord. As for you? Heh, what are you, a celestial bastard who calls himself a progenitor?"
"Prepare to die!"
The Angel Divine Descendant was enraged and charged down, sword in hand, flames shooting from his eyes.
"When--"
The longsword struck the barrier of giant shields, producing a metallic clang. Protected by the power of the dragon vein, the divine longsword in the hands of the Angel Divine Descendant was knocked away for the first time.
Anthony led his Dragonkin Paladin to meet the attack. They were a formidable force, combining offense and defense with unwavering courage. They often managed to block the Angel Divine Descendant strikes with their massive shields and then launch sharp counterattacks with their spears. For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate, exchanging blows back and forth.
The Angel Divine Descendant swept across the ground time and again, slashing with their explosive divine swords, but they could not break through the stubborn defenses of the Dragonkin Paladin.
Spears stood tall, banners fluttered, and the Dragonkin Paladin were filled with fervor, like devout believers in a prayer ceremony.
They shouted in unison once more, their voices loud and powerful. "Extinguish the flames of hope of the enemy, enforce order with an iron fist—the Dragon Lord is above all!"
The Dragon Lord's Descent
Instantly, flames shot into the sky, condensing into a crimson phantom dragon high in the air. It was the embodiment of the spirit of the Dragonkin Paladin and the aggregate of their devout faith!
The Red Dragon spread its wings, raised its head and roared to the sky, emitting a roar powerful enough to shatter the clouds, and exuding a majestic aura comparable to that of True Dragon.
The Angel Divine Descendant looked up at the suddenly appearing Red Dragon, and was immediately horrified, muttering to himself, "This, this is... bad!"
A strong sense of crisis arose in the Angel Divine Descendant's heart, causing him to tremble.
However, the Red Dragon's avatar had already opened its massive maw, and a blazing light emanated from its throat—a sign that the dragon was about to unleash its breath.
"Boom--"
The surging dragon flames poured out, turning the sky into a sea of fire. The Angel Divine Descendant flapped their wings to dodge, but were still burned by the raging flames, half of their bodies turning black.
But the Dragonkin Paladin seized the opportunity. Like seasoned hunters, they suddenly threw out several barbed iron chains, which wrapped around the Angel Divine Descendant.
"Damn Evil Dragon Kin!"
The Angel Divine Descendant gritted their teeth, flapping their wings incessantly, struggling precariously in the sky, causing the chains to rattle.
But then, the high temperature was conducted along the chains, making the surface of the chains scorching hot and red, leaving charred marks on the fair skin of the Angel Divine Descendant. The more they struggled, the easier it was for them to get injured.
"Mortals! How dare you treat a noble descendant of a god like this!"
"Splash!"
The Angel Divine Descendant suddenly spread his wings, breaking free of the thick chains. His hair and beard bristled, and he roared like thunder, his eyes burning like the sun, his entire body radiating blinding light.
The Angel Divine Descendant, battered and bruised, looked rather disheveled, yet still glared angrily at the Dragonkin Paladin: "Mortals! You have angered me, and I will show you—"
Before he could finish speaking, an even louder roar rang out, and the enormous Red Dragon swooped down, grabbing the Angel Divine Descendant in its claws.
Anthony scoffed, "You think you're really a descendant of gods? Before the Dragon Lord's power, you're nothing but noisy sparrows!"
I'm going to kill you all!
The Angel Divine Descendant, filled with shame and anger, frantically swung his sword, struggling but unable to harm the body that could transform into elemental form at any moment.
However, after a full-force exhalation, the Red Dragon avatars summoned by the Dragonkin Paladin were somewhat exhausted and could only maintain their restraints.
Scorched feathers drifted down from the sky, and several Angel Divine Descendant in the distance—including Marquis Kallen —noticed the commotion and rushed toward the chaotic battlefield.
The loss of any member of the divine lineage would be unacceptable to them.
Just then, a huge black shadow was thrown into the air, followed by the ear-piercing noise of a high-speed motor and excited shouts—
"Here I come!"
A tall, muscular Half-Dragon appeared in mid-air, raising a rapidly spinning Chainsaw Sword and charging towards the Angel Divine Descendant.
He was the original Vitagis Dragon Scale Monk, the leader of the Church of the Machine God, Steel Frenzy! Under the incredulous and furious gaze of the Angel Divine Descendant, the Chainsaw Sword slashed fiercely toward his head.
"When!"
The Chainsaw Sword was actually knocked open! "Holy crap, that head is tough!" Steel Frenzy was shocked. He didn't expect the Protective Radiance of the Angel Divine Descendant to be so strong that even the Chainsaw Sword couldn't break through it.
However, at that moment, the Dragon Pact Sorcerer appeared in mid-air amidst flames. She reached out and touched the Chainsaw Sword, coating it with a layer of crimson light.
"Whoosh—"
The rapidly spinning enchanted teeth ripped through the aura emanating from his body, slicing through his skin, flesh, and bones, and actually severed the head of the Angel Divine Descendant, decapitating him in one strike! Instantly, the headless corpse of the Angel Divine Descendant swelled up, then suddenly exploded, turning into countless points of light.
The energy from the sun exploded in mid-air, creating a surging heat wave. Countless white wings danced in the air before being burned to ashes.
Before the astonished and terrified gazes of countless allied soldiers, a noble and powerful Angel Divine Descendant fell! "No—"
Kallen let out a furious roar of grief and despair. He watched helplessly as his comrade of many years died.
He raised his longsword, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light, and—endless hatred!
The Steel Frenzy plummeted from the sky, rolled several times on the ground, and landed unharmed thanks to its exceptional physical abilities.
He touched the golden blood on the Chainsaw Sword, looked at the astronomical number of experience and points that had been refreshed on the panel, and was overjoyed. He laughed loudly, "Hahahaha! I'm rich now!"
Indeed, murder and arson bring wealth; stealing NPC heads is a shortcut to riches!
He didn't notice that a figure trailing light streaked across the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a huge head shot into the air amidst blood, rolled onto the ground with a gurgling sound, and a jubilant smile remained on it—this was the head of the Steel Frenzy.
Enraged, Kallen Karen brandished his longsword and executed the murderer who had killed his comrade in almost the same manner.
But this Marquis of the Gods was unaware that his comrades were truly dead, and that the Steel Frenzy would soon be resurrected, rendering his revenge meaningless.
"Good riddance! Who told him to steal the kill!"
"Seeing Kuang Chao Ge sacrifice his life and get so many Gold Coin and contribution points really makes me feel bad!"
"Me too!"
"Brothers, this birdman worth 100,000 contribution points is mine!"
Kallen suddenly looked into the distance and saw tall, strong Half-Dragon being launched into the sky by specially made "Human Cannon." They cheered excitedly and cried out strangely as they plummeted straight towards the Allied forces' positions.
And soon, Kallen saw a familiar figure flying towards him—it was none other than the Half-Dragon whose head he had just severed! The creature was even angrily shouting in mid-air, "Didn't expect that, did you? I'm back!"
Even the seasoned Kallen couldn't help but look at him with a flicker of doubt, questioning the meaning of life. "Are you kidding me?"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With a series of loud bangs, the Gis Dragon Scale Monk crashed into the allied forces' positions, creating dozens of large craters in the ground and killing many allied soldiers in the process.
Amidst the swirling dust, dozens of tall figures slowly rose to their feet, laughing wildly as they stood on the ground. They raised their Blast Rifle, brandished their Chainsaw Sword, and threw a barrage of bombs, beginning a frenzied slaughter of the surrounding Allied soldiers.
These Dragon Scale Monk are covered in scales, possess strength comparable to real dragons, and are equipped with the empire's most advanced and powerful weapons; it would be no exaggeration to call them humanoid weapons.
These guys were hacking and slashing across the Allied positions like mowing down enemies in a Musou mode, reaping lives and turning the poor Allied soldiers into cold numbers— Gold Coin, experience, and Faction Contribution.