A faint white morning light has just risen in the eastern sky, and the gray-blue night-like colors still occupy the sky.
So far, the Molten Iron Familia has destroyed the last Totem Pillar, killing almost all the resisters, leaving only some trembling prisoners who gave up resistance and are finishing the battle.
Suddenly, smoke and dust rose up on the horizon, covering the sky and the sun.
The ground began to tremble.
It seems as if an ancient behemoth is awakening.
Garos's vertical pupils shrank slightly, staring at the surface, and saw the mighty Bloodhoof Forces, bringing up a burst of flying sand and rocks to crush the earth, like a long dragon.
"It's finally here."
Red Iron Dragon's eyes were cold, and he accurately locked onto the figure with the heaviest and deepest aura among Bloodhoof Forces.
It was a strong and strong Minotaur, whose body was several times larger than Dragon-veined Glutton Demon. The Mammoth Elephant under his crotch was made into a small mount.
His muscles were wrapped around like a horned dragon, and a pair of thick and majestic horns on his head stood toward the sky, as if they were about to pierce the sky. His dark eyes were like bottomless Abyss. There was no emotional reaction, and his whole body exuded a terrifying, chaotic, and evil aura that Life Level was difficult to detect clearly.
"As expected, it is Demon who has returned to his ancestors, and the concentration of demon blood is very high."
Abyss's breath mixed with the wind and came towards his face. Garos smelled a dangerous breath on the body of Bal. This is an opponent that cannot be underestimated. If Adolescent Dragon encounters him normally, running away is the best choice.
Bal was keenly aware of the eyes falling on him.
He raised his head, looked through the distance and clouds, and looked at Red Iron Dragon, which was hovering in the sky.
In terms of size, among the three dragons hovering in the sky at this time, White Dragon is the largest, but Bal did not pay attention to White Dragon. Only the figure of Red Iron Dragon could be seen in the dark eyes.
This incredibly strong dragon, whose entire body seems to be filled with weapons, is the leader of everything.
Bal understood this immediately.
"I was deceived by worldly knowledge. Dragonkin is not only arrogant and stupid, but also an individual who is both intelligent and powerful."
Bal has no expression on his face and is silent in his heart.
When he faces Dragonkin again in the future, he will never make the same mistake.
Since his birth, Bal's rise has not been smooth sailing. His appearance and temperament are different from those of other Minotaur, which has caused him to suffer from cold looks and discrimination since childhood.
He has experienced more than one failure.
But he knows how to learn lessons from failure and is not an arrogant person.
Every failure, as long as it doesn't kill him, makes him stronger.
"This time, there will be no exception."
The base camp is surrounded by plains, and Bal leads Bloodhoof Forces at full speed across the land, rolling up smoke and dust like a dragon.
the other side.
Among the Minotaur prisoners who had already dropped their weapons and were lying on the ground.
One soldier felt the tremors on the ground and smelled the scent of his fellow warriors. His heart was filled with the desire to fight again. His eyes were blood red and suddenly bulged. Then, his neck was chopped off with an ax by the nearby Ogre.
"Leave no one behind!"
Dragon Lord has issued an order. The primary purpose of this war is victory, and there is no need to care about anything else.
Now that Bloodhoof Forces has returned, the real decisive battle is about to begin. The prisoners may be stabbed in the back, and it would be troublesome to stay. So we simply kill them all.
Molten Iron Clan's composition, except for humans and horses, is almost entirely composed of ferocious and violent creatures.
Even the men and horses are brave and good at fighting and will show no mercy to the enemy.
One by one, the monsters raised their knives and killed the captives who tried to resist, causing rivers of blood to flow.
On the other side, Bloodhoof Forces is getting closer.
"Molten Iron Clan warriors! The battle is not over yet, get in formation!"
Glutton Demon spit out a broken horn from his mouth, raised his head and roared.
Star-Splitting Hammer's combat units were the first to boil over. Tall creatures wearing heavy steel armor took steps that shook the earth and formed a wedge formation in the center of the ruins.
They are like bricks and stones stacked on top of each other, building a steel city wall in the blink of an eye. Gnoll and Kobold and other units of Iron Will, under the leadership of Hodge, fill the gaps and fight in coordination with Ogre, like iron caltrops protruding from the crenellations of the city wall.
Centaur, Dire Wolf Knight, Hyena Knight, Giant Lizard Knight.
The most maneuverable Red Iron Cavalry is located on the flank, its lance and arrows flashing with a cold light.
Finally, there are the warlocks of each tribe, Eye of Annihilation, composed of Shaman and Spellcaster. They are located at the back, with the smallest number, but they are very important and are ready to cast various spells at any time.
Bloodhoof Forces and Molten Iron Legion ran in both directions.
Like two huge ferocious beasts, they approached quickly with rumbling steps, and in the blink of an eye they were fighting hand to hand.
Bal bears the brunt.
He jumped up from Mammoth Elephant's body and quickly fell to the ground.
When the ox's hooves hit the ground, they stirred up a solid ring-shaped air wave. The Ogre heavy armor array that bore the brunt seemed to be hit by a meteorite. The three most majestic Ogre armors were dented and flew out, killing the entire row of Gnoll behind them.
"Kill!"
Kalu roared, knocking away several Minotaur warriors, shooting towards Bal like cannonballs, sweeping across with the mace inlaid with diamond spikes.
Bal was unarmed and without weapons.
His ears twitched and he turned around and punched.
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The punch was as fast as lightning, one step ahead of Glutton Demon's mace, and landed on Glutton Demon's chest.
The uncontrollable power of Pei Mo is like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
Kalu's scales shattered and his chest collapsed severely. His majestic body was knocked several meters off the ground and flew upside down like a rag doll, plowing a long ravine on the ground.
White Dragon Tressie roared, its wings shook, and it dived and swept towards Bloodhoof Chieftain.
"Ancestor Spirit, please give me strength!"
White-Mane Shaman beat his chest and kept tapping the ground with his hooves. His originally rickety and thin body swelled up like a balloon, and his muscles swelled wildly. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an old and frail look to a giant monster with a height of 12 meters at the shoulders. His body was covered with dense tattoos and totems of various colors.
Not equal to White Dragon Tressie, close to Bloodhoof Chieftain.
The Minotaur gathered the power of the earth and threw earth and rocks like cannonballs, hitting White Dragon, and then started fighting with White Dragon.
The legions on both sides were also turning like a millstone of flesh and blood.
War cries, roars, and the clash of weapons and armor. One after another, they echoed under the sky.
Elvie flies through the air, Explosive Magic Arrow keeps shooting at Minotaur.
But before it got close, it was blocked by the earth and rocks rising from the ground. The exploding earth and rocks flew like bullets, shooting Minotaur and Molten Iron Kin around them indiscriminately.
Several lifelike Spirit of the Giant Eagle were summoned by the bull-headed Shaman, and they galloped through the air with a wingspan of more than ten meters, attacking Half-Blood Centaur.
Dragon-blooded Werewolf wielded his sharp claws and fought fiercely with the Minotaur warrior who was holding a heavy sword.
Sorcerer Order on both sides are constantly casting spells, strengthening and amplifying their own units, weakening or directly attacking the opponent. Various spell rays, curse marks, and elemental flames are shooting wildly on the battlefield.
The assembled Molten Iron Legion are not weak. There are many, if not more, powerful warriors and Shaman warlocks among Bloodhoof Forces.
Molten Iron Legion's leaders are being entangled one after another.
Especially the existence of Bal.
He is unstoppable and any enemy that stands in his way will be mercilessly crushed.
When the red dragon Samantha saw this scene, his wisdom once again gained the upper hand.
She did not get close to Bal, but instead attacked other Minotaur leaders to relieve the pressure on the Molten Iron Legion.
Bal was not invincible either. He had several lacerations on his body from Wyvern's sharp claws.
However, these injuries healed instantly as Bal took a deep breath and absorbed some energy from the battlefield, and his aura also grew slightly.
"Can you grow in war, or can you say you can absorb the energy of death?"
"No wonder Bloodhoof Clan has been on the road to expansion and conquest since he took power."
Thrall Legion cannot consume Bal, but will only increase his arrogance. After Garos realized this, he knew that he should take action.
Bal shattered the Troll in front of him into blood mist, then suddenly paused and raised his head suddenly.
Red Iron Dragon turned into a red meteor and fell straight to the ground. The scream of the wing blades cutting through the air overwhelmed all the sounds of fighting. He locked on Bloodhoof Chieftain and struck away with his body as a weapon.