Iron Wall Fortress, on the tallest city wall.
Red Iron Dragon stretched its wings and slowly placed the huge Silver Satellite by its side.
There was still a glimmer of magic flowing on the surface of Satellite, but under the suppression of the emperor's claws, all the aura seemed tame and dim, like a captured giant beast.
He stood on top of the city wall and seemed to see the entire battlefield.
At this time, Aura Legion was advancing across the board. The effect of Myriad Army Command Oath was significantly enhanced due to the surge in morale. The movements of the soldiers were even faster, and the power of the spells was increased. On the other hand, the aura of the Theo Legion and Formation Magic was obviously dim, the formation was loose, and signs of retreat had spread from local areas to the entire line.
Ashen Plains, eastern section.
Beskar's body was covered in charred blackness and cracks. The rolled scales exposed the pale and green dragon skin underneath. Frost-condensed wounds and traces of flames were intertwined.
Under the siege of the three Legendary Realm, he was already at a disadvantage.
Every flutter of the dragon's wings seemed sluggish, and the Frost Breath it breathed was no longer as biting as before.
But just now, the sight of Red Iron Dragon Emperor returning with Satellite was witnessed by most creatures. At the moment when the meteor streaked across the night sky, Theo and the three Legendary Realm simultaneously received an urgent message from the commander.
Their faces suddenly became solemn, and they exchanged glances with each other.
Rodrigo has just issued a new order.
--At any cost, capture or kill White Dragon Beskar, and try to recover the losses as much as possible.
Almost at the same moment when the order arrived, the offensive of the three Legendary Realm suddenly intensified, doubling the pressure on White Dragon.
But he was not afraid.
On the contrary, Beskar raised his scarred head and laughed like thunder from deep in his throat. During the laughter, his damaged wings suddenly stretched to the limit, and every crack in the wing membrane burst out with biting cold air.
"Human--!"
The roar shook the plain.
"You want to kill me?"
White Dragon's momentum began to rise. The temperature of the air centered around him dropped sharply. Thick white frost condensed in the sky. Fine ice crystals danced wildly in the air, forming a rapidly rotating cold current vortex.
"The great Frost Calamity, the noble Ancient Dragon, will never run away without a fight!"
"If you think you can kill me, then go ahead! But the premise is that each of you must be prepared to be dragged towards Hell by me!"
As soon as the words fell, White Dragon suddenly rushed forward.
The movement carried a tragic and desperate aura, as if it was about to burn out the dragon's life.
He flapped his wings to stir up a blizzard, his sharp claws tore through the frozen air, and his dragon head pointed directly at Fire Mage, whose body was the most vulnerable.
The three Theo and Legendary Realm tensed their nerves instantly.
They were all prepared for White Dragon's dying counterattack.
However, at this moment, White Dragon's huge body suddenly stagnated with a jaw-dropping dexterity.
His wings tilted sharply, the huge keel made a slight creaking sound, and the entire dragon body took advantage of the situation to complete an extremely fast backward turn.
The blizzard suddenly turned.
White Dragon turned the faucet, flapped its wings with all its strength, trailed a long trail of cold air, and rushed forward in the direction of Iron Wall Fortress without looking back.
That's not a charge.
It's escape.
Use the most heroic posture as a cover and make the most decisive escape.
The three Legendary Realm were stunned, and then their faces turned pale.
"Chase!"
But it's too late.
Beskar has the characteristic of speed. After trying his best to escape, he got the upper hand and turned into a rapidly shrinking white dot on the horizon.
Ashen Plains, west section.
Kalu paused slightly and raised his head to look in the direction of Iron Wall Fortress.
The trails of meteors in the night sky have not completely dissipated, and the red color is still imprinted in the eyes of every warrior who looks up.
Kalu took a deep breath, and the air mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke, Bloodshed and scorched earth poured into his lungs. Then, he grinned and shouted with a roar that could shake the battlefield.
"The great emperor has captured Eye of Theo! Victory--belongs to Aura!"
The sound spread like rolling thunder.
On the battlefield, all Aura warriors paused in their movements.
Immediately afterwards, fanatical shouts broke out from every corner of the battle line.
"Your Majesty Immortal Realm!"
"Holy Aura will connect us!"
"Must win! Must win! Must win!"
One sound is louder than another, one wave after another.
The disabled struggled to straighten their backs, the eyes of the tired ones ignited fire again, and the strength of the soldiers in the vanguard suddenly became three points stronger when they swung their weapons.
The shouts gathered into a substantial sound and soared into the sky, almost shaking away the smoke and clouds that shrouded the battlefield.
"Roar----!!!"
Glutton Demon Kalu looks up to the sky and roars.
He felt it.
A hot, surging, turbulent force is coming from all directions, from every shouting warrior, from every burning fighting spirit, and from every pair of eyes looking up at the emperor.
The power was intangible, yet real, and it continuously poured into the Myriad Army Command Oath emblem on his chest.
The emblem is getting hot.
The next moment, power surged out, pouring into his knotted muscles, pouring into his burning blood, nourishing his scarred body.
Visible scarlet flames rose from his body surface.
It was no longer the erratic and looming halo before, but a solid, viscous, and substantial scarlet flame! The flame wrapped around his limbs, flickering in and out with every breath he took, making the surrounding air slightly distorted.
More surprising changes occurred in the body.
The wound on the chest, penetrated by Balna's spear, is now wrapped in scarlet flames.
The muscle fibers squirmed, grew, and rewoven like living creatures. The hideous blood hole shrank and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a dark red scar in the end.
Scales, parts exploded by Golem Artillery.
New scales came out from under the skin, hardened and expanded rapidly, covering the exposed flesh. The scales were thicker than before, and the edges glowed with a metallic cold light.
Skin and flesh, wounds torn apart by human magic.
Under the burning of the gas flame, the bleeding will stop, the scab will fall off, and the new skin underneath will be exposed.
While he was recovering quickly from his injuries, his overall aura was also rising steadily.
Kalu clenched his fists and waved his arms fiercely.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four sonic booms exploded almost simultaneously.
The air in front of his fist was compressed to the limit, forming four cone-shaped shock waves visible to the naked eye, tearing the ground apart and plowing out four long ravines.
At this time, Theo Legion's morale had fallen to the bottom. The scene of the emperor reaching for the stars completely broke their psychological defenses. Many soldiers looked frightened and their formations began to scatter. The commander's hoarse shouts could not contain the signs of retreat.
At the other end of the battlefield, Legendary Warrior Balna had just withdrawn his gun.
This Legendary Realm of Theo is obviously aware of the complete reversal of the battle situation.
He didn't show any inclination to fight, and rushed towards the rear of his own battle line.
"Want to run?!"
Kalu smiles evilly.
He no longer needed to conserve his physical strength or worry about his injuries. With the support of the morale of the entire army, his condition was at an unprecedented peak.
Pull your right leg back and your body sinks slightly.
The ground groaned underfoot.
The next second, Kalu kicked the ground suddenly.
Bang! The ground collapsed, spiderweb-like cracks spread crazily outward, dust and gravel rose into the sky, and the figure of Kalu had disappeared from where it was.
There was only a scarlet shadow trail left in the air.
The pursuit began.
The figures of Iron Wall Fortress and Iron Dragon Sorog flew out of the fortress and landed next to Garos.
He looked at the scars on Red Iron Dragon's body that were torn apart by space Shatter, and asked in a low voice, "You are injured."
"No problem, how is the battle situation now?"
Iron Dragon replied, "We are advancing across the board, but Theo's army has collapsed and is fleeing. Our army is pursuing it, but the casualties are not small."
Garos nodded, no surprise.
Even if the enemy's morale collapses, swords and magic will still take away lives. The battle between trapped beasts for the defeated army is sometimes more brutal than a head-on confrontation, because they have no way out and can only trade lives for lives.
"Don't pursue too deep, focus on consolidating the battle lines already obtained, count casualties, and repair fortifications."
Garos said.
While he was talking, a petite figure flew over crookedly.
It's Fairy Dragon Vera.
She has returned to her original body, with a cat-like petite dragon body. She looks particularly embarrassed at this moment, her scales are dull, the frequency of her wings beating is disordered, and her flight path is shaking like a drunk.
When she flew in front of Red Iron Dragon, she closed her eyes and fell straight down.
Garos stretched out his giant claws and held her firmly.
Fairy Dragon completely collapsed in the emperor's paws, with his belly facing up, his limbs hanging limply, and his tail hanging down listlessly.
She opened her mouth and gasped for air, looking like her end was approaching.
"... The dragon is so exhausted..."
Vera said angrily, opening his eyes a crack and peeking at Red Iron Dragon's expression.
"One hundred gems... are far from enough... I want two hundred..."
The corners of the dragon's mouth raised slightly.
"Okay." The emperor said, "I'll give you two hundred."
He was able to successfully raid Satellite, and Vera deserves the most credit.
Her "Red Iron Dragon Emperor's Descent" hand, unless a strong Legendary Realm person observes it carefully at close range, it will be difficult to find any flaws.
Although Theo and Satellite have deployed many detection spells, they ultimately lack sufficient understanding and experience in dealing with such a rare and mysterious existence as Planar Dragon.
Vera's eyes suddenly widened.
All the feelings of weakness, fatigue, and impending death were swept away.
She jumped up from the giant claws with a swish, flapped her wings and hovered in front of Red Iron Dragon's huge head, her rainbow-colored scales glowing with joy again.
"We agreed! Don't go back on your word! Two hundred gems! Sparkling, shining gems!"
"Haha! Vera is going to become rich!"
She did somersaults in the air excitedly, spinning seven or eight times in a row.
But soon, Fairy Dragon stopped.
She blinked her eyes and held her chin with her little paws, showing a thoughtful expression. Then she whispered, just loud enough for Garos to hear.
"You agreed so simply... are two hundred gems too short?"
"I should ask for three hundred... no, five hundred...Garos is so generous, maybe even five hundred will be given..."
At this moment, three meteors flew from the distant sky, crossed bright arcs, and finally hovered in the mid-air in front of Iron Wall Fortress.
The light dissipated, revealing the figures of three Theo Legendary Realm.
Percival stood in the center, his eyes crossed the Aura defenders on the city wall, firmly locked on Red Iron Dragon, and then moved to the captured Silver Satellite.
"Ignas."
Percival opened his mouth and called Red Iron Dragon by his surname.
"Do you think you won?"
His expression was stern and his eyes were as sharp as arrows, as if he wanted to cut Red Iron Dragon apart and examine it from beginning to end.
"Look back and see your royal city, it will be burned to the ground."
Garos's vertical pupils narrowed slightly.
He noticed the way Percival was addressed.
In the communication of intelligent races, calling someone by their first name is more common among people who are familiar with each other, while calling someone by their last name often represents formality and respect, or deliberate scorn.
Obviously, Percival's attitude at the moment belongs to the latter.
The way the guardian of Theo looks at Red Iron Dragon is not like looking at a monarch of a peer kingdom, but more like a hunter evaluating a rare and dangerous prey, its weaknesses, its habits, and its value.
Information about Percival flashed in Garos's mind.
Percival, this Legendary Realm strong man from the Theo Kingdom is not from a noble family, but is from an ordinary background.
Before he embarked on the road of Ranger, he was born in the Orion family under the Thorium Mountains. He has been with the forest and Beast since he was a child. He is a natural hunter. At the age of seven, he can lay traps to hunt Snow Wolf on his own.
On the winter night when he was twelve years old, a group of Orc bloodbathed his family.
He found the broken hunting knife in his father's stiff palm, which was his entire inheritance.
At the age of fifteen, he followed the last Orc deep into the ancient forest, and finally pierced Orc's eye socket with a sharpened antler.
This time Hunt, a military officer Ranger discovered this lone wolf and took him into the army.
At the age of twenty-five, a group of terrifying Winter Wolf crossed over to the Mountain Range. As the guardian of the mountain, Percival led thirty hunters in the blizzard for nine days and nights, burying the entire wolf pack with ice crevices, avalanches and deadly arrows.
At the age of forty, he tracked down Evil Dragon, a young man who destroyed the kingdom's towns, and brought back the dragon's head a month later.
Percival's reputation grew louder and louder, and he was regarded as a Theo hero. King Theo personally awarded him the title of "Fang of the Mountains" and married a princess to Percival, who had never been married.
Today, Percival is two hundred years old and has become the pillar of Theo.
Based on the Legendary Realm's common lifespan of five hundred years, he is still very young, a very talented human star, and very good at Hunt giant life, and thus created corresponding characteristics.
Garos shifted his gaze and glanced at the other two Legendary Realm.
He had already noticed that there were only three Legendary Realm who returned, one person missing.
From what Percival said, he probably went to attack Crimson Flame Royal City.
Theo Satellite was captured. Rodrigo was unwilling to admit defeat. While ordering the siege of White Dragon, he also sent another Legendary Realm to attack Aura Kingdom's hinterland and Red Iron Dragon's lair Crimson Flame Royal City.
He tried to get back into the game.
If Crimson Flame Royal City can be destroyed, even if it only causes major damage, Theo's morale can be restored a little, and the balance of victory and defeat in the war may be able to swing again.
In response, Red Iron Dragon Emperor just rolled his eyes indifferently.
The deep black vertical pupils reflected the beacon fire on the battlefield, and also reflected the figures of the three Theo Legendary Realm.
"The entire Aura Kingdom exists because of me."
He raised his head slightly, and Dragon Might spread like a mountain overturning a sea.
"Do you think I would care about a royal city?"
After a pause, Red Iron Dragon's tone became more solemn. "Wherever I am, I am the king's land."
Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.
If these words were spoken by a human king, they would surely arouse doubts from his subjects, criticism from nobles, and even criticism from history books.
However, when it burst out from the depths of Red Iron Dragon Emperor's throat, the Aura soldiers on the battlefield only felt that Dragon Might was as majestic as the sun in the sky, and the awe and fanaticism in their chests burned even more intensely.
"Besides..."
Garos grinned, revealing his sharp white fangs. "Do you think that just one Legendary Realm can destroy the royal city under my command?"
On the opposite side, Percival's pupils shrank slightly.
Aura Kingdom, is there a hidden Legendary Realm? Are there any masters?
Almost at the same moment Red Iron Dragon's words fell.
Dragonspine Mountains, Crimson Flame Royal City.
A meteor streaked across the night sky and hung over the royal city. It stopped steadily and revealed its true appearance.
He is an old man wearing a dark gray robe, with a haggard face and sunken eye sockets, but his eyes are burning with silver magical flames. He holds a staff twisted like dead wood, with a constantly rotating crystal inlaid on the top of the staff.
[Eye of Ashes]Hawthorne, Legendary Spellcaster of the Theo Kingdom.
After arriving at the destination, this Conjurer didn't hesitate at all.
He raised his staff high, and his skinny lips began to move. Ancient and obscure spells poured out like Flowing Water Dragon Realm. Each syllable attracted the magical energy around him. The air began to tremble, and invisible pressure spread around him with him as the center.
That's the prelude to the Legendary Realm spell.
A spell that requires a Legendary Spellcaster to sing and prepare is powerful enough to move mountains and seas and rewrite the terrain. Even a giant dragon like Garos is unwilling to challenge a well-prepared Legendary Realm spell head-on.
However, Hawthorne's singing suddenly slowed down a beat.
It wasn't a voluntary pause, but a certain Danger Premonition that ran through his spine.
He raised his head.
Then, the pupils shrank suddenly.
High in the sky, between the clouds, a pair of huge vertical pupils composed of pure Psionic Energy are floating quietly.
The vertical pupils were deep purple, more than ten meters in diameter, with a star-like stream of light flowing around the edge. They did not have any emotional fluctuations, they just looked indifferently at the royal city below and the Legendary Spellcaster that was as small as an insect in the sky above the royal city.
It's like looking down at ants.
"Psionic Energy...Psionicist? Legendary Realm Amethyst Dragon?!"
Hawthorne's heart sank suddenly, feeling the presence of Dragon Might.
The type of opponent he least wanted to face appeared.
When Psionicist plays against Spellcaster, he can often take advantage of it with his weird Psionic Energy skills, interfering with spellcasting, spying on thoughts, creating illusions... There are natural restraints in the way.
Moreover, this is still a Legendary Realm dragon, not just Psionicist.
The pair of vertical pupils slowly rotated at this moment, completely locking on Hawthorne.
Then, a voice sounded directly deep in his heart.
Just two words.
"Leave."
Hawthorne's singing stopped completely.
He froze in mid-air, his skinny fingers clenching the staff so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
For a moment, he wanted to fight to the death, trying to complete the spell before the opponent interfered. Even if he only destroyed half of the royal city, he could give Theo an explanation.
But reason overcame impulse.
Facing a Legendary Realm Amethyst Dragon who was well prepared, his probability of success was extremely slim.
The silence lasted for three seconds. Hawthorne took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.
He didn't say harsh words, didn't try to negotiate, and didn't even take another look at Wangcheng.
The crystal on the top of the staff rotated rapidly, and he constructed a blue portal, stepped into it, and disappeared.
Iron Wall Fortress ago.
Percival was silent.
Fate Hunter stared at Red Iron Dragon closely, trying to see something from those deep black vertical pupils.
Is this a bluff, or... really confident?
A few seconds later, Percival seemed to have received some kind of message, and his expression condensed.
"Legendary Realm Amethyst Dragon... will actually guard the royal city for you?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two Theo Legendary Realm beside him changed slightly at the same time.
Amethyst Dragon? Isn't that Dragonkin, who is famous for being neutral, reclusive, and never involved in kingdom disputes? When did Aura Kingdom recruit such a Legendary Realm-level Amethyst Dragon?
Garos neither admitted nor denied it.
He just looked at Fate Hunter Percival calmly, his dark vertical pupils reflecting the other person's gradually darkening expression.
"The war is not over yet."
Red Iron Dragon spoke slowly, his voice like rolling thunder rolling across the night sky. "You have lost your eyes and your defense, and I have just finished my warm-up and have just become serious."
Percival was silent for a moment.
He took a deep look at Garos, then at the captured Silver Satellite, and finally turned around.
"Retreat."
Two words, simple and neat.
Three streaks of light rose into the sky, streaked across the night sky, rushed towards the direction of the Theo Kingdom, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Garos watched them leave without pursuing them rashly, and then slowly looked away.
Below, the sounds of fighting on the battlefield were gradually fading.
Theo Legion's retreat was a foregone conclusion. Aura soldiers began to pursue the enemy, clear the battlefield, gather the wounded, and consolidate their positions. The flames were still burning on the plains, dyeing the night dark red. The smell of scorched earth mixed with the smell of Bloodshed filled the air with the wind.
Tick tock, tick tock, time passes by.
Aura Kingdom's territory extends in the night and flames.
The defeated army of Theo abandoned the border area, retreated all the way under the protection of several Legendary Realm, and retreated to the Emerald Ridge Mountains overnight.
This is also the last natural barrier between Double Aura. As long as it crosses Emerald Ridge Mountains, Aura Legion can drive straight in, rush to the main areas of the Theo Kingdom, and burn the war to the hinterland of Theo, not the edge areas.
Theo Royal Capital, Silverglow City.
Blooming Festival The remaining joyful atmosphere did not last long before it was completely washed away by the hard-to-cover frontline battle reports, and the entire royal capital was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.
The defeat on the front line made all the people realize that Aura Kingdom was not the weak barbarian they thought.
The primary title of Kingdom Daily has also changed.
[Red Iron Dragon tyranny is crumbling, civilization will eventually defeat barbarism], turned into [The brutal red emperor captured Satellite, the hateful Aura Kingdom captured the border area]