Dusk Plains, Aura Legion station.
Red-Iron Dragon was prostrate on the high platform, his vertical pupils reflected the horizon bordering the plains at dusk. His breathing was steady and long, and each exhalation brought with it a burning air current that brushed the battle flag on the edge of the platform.
Around him are Legendary Realms who belong to Aura.
Iron Dragon Sorog, red dragon Samantha, White Dragon Beskar, Aura's Fang, Aura's Edge, and the two Legendary Realm lords Amethyst Dragon Lion and Immortal Bird
They are standing or sitting in different postures, and each of them has a strong sense of oppression.
However, their eyes were all focused on Red Iron Dragon in the center.
At this time, Glutton Demon Kalu licked its fangs and looked at Red Iron Dragon.
"Your Majesty, please go again! Throw in a few more suns!"
His voice was rough, with an impatient fighting spirit, and he continued, "Their little human who can play with time can't help but fight. How many times can he be blocked? When he dies from exhaustion, you Power of One Dragon will be able to crush the entire Lothern Northern Expeditionary Army and their royal city. I, Kalu, will definitely rush to the front to wave the flag and cheer for you!"
After saying that, Kalu hit his chest with his fist, making a dull thumping sound.
His words also aroused the approval of some Aura Legendary Realm around him, and several low roars sounded throughout the station.
"Your Majesty, you already have the status of Crown Dragon. This is a level that many Primordial Dragon may not be able to achieve."
White Dragon Beskar raised his head and complimented in a gentle voice.
"It's easy to deal with Lothern's human Crown Rank."
Next to it, Immortal Bird let out a crisp cry, and flames flowed among the feathers.
She tilted her head and said in an elegant tone, "Powerful and domineering... especially the way he holds the sun up in the sky is really charming, even comparable to my beauty."
With Immortal Bird's level of narcissism, this is already her highest level of recognition.
The Legendary Realm people around me have long been accustomed to this, and they didn't even raise their eyelids.
However, although Garos enjoyed the praise from around him, he did not lose his mind because of it.
He shook his huge head slightly.
"No, the strategy needs to change."
On the side, a giant dragon whose body is several times smaller than Garos and covered with black scales looks towards the direction of the Lothern Legion.
Iron Dragon Sorog's eyes narrowed and his pupils shrank into a thin line.
"It only takes three things."
Sorog answered, "His Majesty's first two greetings, the first was a surprise attack, and the second was when the opponent was not yet stable, both of which achieved a deterrent effect."
"However, Lothern is not a fool, and neither is Legendary Realm who can achieve Crown Rank."
The road to the Legendary Realm after Crown Rank is not a stepped distribution.
All Legendary Realm beings that can reach the Crown Rank level are essentially existences with the appearance of the Immortal Realm.
As long as the life is hard enough and long enough, every Crown-Rank Legendary has a high probability of breaking through Destiny Rank and reaching Immortal Realm. Unfortunately, the vast majority of Crown-Rank Legendary do not have this life, even the long-lived dragon race.
However, being able to reach Crown Rank is the best proof of talent, luck and hard work.
These are indispensable.
"Crown Rank of Lothern should have realized that they cannot continue to defend passively."
Iron Dragon's eyes swept over every Legendary Realm present, and finally returned to Garos.
"If our king still goes alone, what awaits him will not be just Soderian and Time Shield alone. It is likely to be a carefully planned siege that summons all the high-end beings of Lothern."
Garos nodded slightly and agreed with the analysis of blood relatives.
"Sorog is right."
"It is foolish to underestimate your opponent, especially when facing a powerful country with Crown-Rank Legendary and deep foundation."
"They have seen my power and the power of the setting sun. Next time, they will be prepared for me."
He raised the dragon's head and glanced at the Aura battle flags standing in the station, as well as the pairs of eyes looking at him.
"Therefore, no third separate greeting."
"Next time, when I fly towards the Lothern Legion, under my wings will be Aura Legion. We will no longer test or deter, but launch a full-scale attack."
"Winning or losing depends entirely on your sharpness this time."
His voice gradually rose, like the sound of a war drum.
"My dependents and lords, you will follow me, defeat Lothern's army in Dusk Plains, and establish the victory of the war between the two countries!"
Roar!
Kalu was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar, which was full of pure excitement.
"Okay! Okay! Even though it's satisfying to just watch His Majesty show off your power, it's still not as satisfying as fighting in person! The flames of war! The smoke of gunfire! The screams! My minions are already hungry and thirsty!"
Kalu stood up, his body casting a long shadow.
He beat his chest harder, making a dull sound when the collision occurred.
Next to him, Legendary Realm Elvie, who had been silent all this time, also spoke.
She stroked the arm of the long bow in her hand and whispered, "My arrows will kill the insects and ants that get in your way."
Because Red Emperor is too powerful, Aura Legendary Realm often tease themselves. The meaning of their existence is to cheer for His Majesty and witness the King's strength.
However, their bodies are also burning with militant blood, eager to show their Legendary Realm power.
For a long time, Garos's light has been so dazzling that their power has rarely had the opportunity to be fully displayed. But now, the opportunity has come, and they will fight with their king.
Iron Dragon Sorog looked at Garos, his usually calm eyes became a little hotter, and the muscles under his scales tensed slightly.
"This will be the first time we all fight side by side in the true sense after we all step into the Legendary Realm."
"That's right!"
A hot breath came.
Red dragon Samantha gritted his teeth and grinned, "Let other races recall the fear of being dominated by giant dragons! Our giant wings will cover the sky!"
She spread her wings, and the fiery red dragon wings looked like burning flags in the dusk.
On the other side, several Legendary Realm from Theo also stood up one after another.
Led by Henderson, these new Legendary Realms who have joined the Aura camp stand solemnly and salute with their right hands on their chests.
"We will also fight for Aura!"
Henderson said in a deep voice.
These Legendary Realm know very well what the future direction of Theo will be. After surrendering, whether they will be sincerely accepted by Aura mainly depends on this battle.
They need to prove their worth and prove that they are worthy of Aura's acceptance.
The battlefield is the best touchstone.
Garos glanced at these new faces and nodded slightly.
"Aura welcomes every warrior who is willing to fight side by side."
He said briefly, but this simple recognition made Theo Legendary Realm people feel refreshed.
Red Iron Dragon looked in the direction of the Lothern Legion again, and the lights of the distant camp were reflected in his vertical pupils.
Night is falling and stars are beginning to appear in the sky.
He knew that while he was changing his strategy, in those campfires, the Lothern officers were also planning Famous and how to deal with Famous.
War is never a one-sided game.
"This battle, even for me, will never be easy."
Red Iron Dragon thought silently in his heart.
But that's fine. It's been a long, long time since he used all his strength and fought with all his strength. He's been comfortable for too long, and he needs to know where his limits are.
Lothern, Valdo City, Royal Court.
Royal Court is brightly lit late at night, but the atmosphere is as oppressive as the calm before the storm.
The guards stood under the pillars, their armor reflecting cold light in the firelight. Their expressions were serious and their eyes were alert.
King Raymond is sitting on the throne of the Palace. In front of him is a huge magic projection, showing the terrain of Lain Plateau and the deployment of troops on both sides.
His face looked slightly anxious, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tapped on the edge of the table.
On the other end of the communication is Soderian who is far away in Lain Plateau's military tent.
"The power demonstrated by Red Emperor far exceeded our initial predictions."
Soderian's voice came through the projection, slow and heavy, and every word was carefully considered.
"Every time his sun sets, I can reverse it with Time Shield, but every time, it is at the cost of burning my little life source."
"This kind of consumption... cannot be sustained for long."
He paused and took a deep breath.
"My time... is running out. If I defend passively, I will only be eaten alive by him."
"Whatever your ultimate vision for this war is, whether it's negotiation, conquest, or whatever... we have to change."
Raymond held his breath and concentrated, leaned forward, and said in a deep voice, "Ancestor, please... please speak."
The other ministers in the Palace also held their breath and focused on the projection of Soderian.
"According to O'Brien's instructions before his death, and based on my own judgment, if Red Emperor becomes an insurmountable obstacle for Lothern..." Soderian's voice suddenly became sharper, "Then... behead him at all costs."
After a few seconds of silence, the king asked, "Are you... sure?"
"There is no absolute certainty."
Soderian said frankly, without any intention of hiding it, "But if we continue to delay, and wait for my condition to decline, and for Red Emperor to figure out the limits of my abilities, our chances of winning will only get lower."
He looked directly at Raymond.
"Now, while I am still in good condition, while I can still fight, it is the only chance to gather all the top forces in the kingdom and complete the battle in one battle."
"This is no longer for the glory of victory, but for the survival of Lothern."
Opposite me, Raymond closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
He could hear his heartbeat beating in his ears and feel the sweat dripping from his palms.
The king's instinct, the desire for the glory of his father, and the deep fear of the ferocious beast, collided fiercely in his heart. He thought of his father's words before his death, the faces of Lothern's previous kings, and the kingdom's thousand-year foundation.
In the end, reality and the sense of crisis overwhelmed everything.
When he opened his eyes again, the anxiety in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by perseverance.
"I understand, ancestor."
Raymond said decisively, with a sonorous voice, "I will give you all my support, and the kingdom's trump card will be revealed for you. If you win this battle, Lothern will clear the biggest obstacle; if you lose... at least we have fought."
He paused and continued, "Ancestor Elliott, I will wake him up personally, and he will fight side by side with you."
"Holy Spirit... will also respond to your will and descend on the battlefield."
Palace There was a suppressed sound of inhalation.
Several veterans exchanged glances, and they all understood what this meant.
Elliott, this one is even more experienced.
He is the first-generation descendant of Saint King. He was active in the most glorious and prosperous era of the Lothern Kingdom. After his life was short, he chose his own field and fell asleep through secret methods, waiting to one day fight for the kingdom.
A few years ago, when Lothern was almost overturned, this Legendary Realm took action, which wasted a lot of energy.
After that, he fell asleep again, with only one chance to wake up. He was not woken up for Second War of the Nations, because the next time he woke up, he would burn his last fire of life.
Soderian also moved slightly, and the image in the projection was blurred for a moment.
"Elliott Ancestor... He is older than me and has experienced many battles. Awakening him may mean..."
In the case of Soderian, if this battle can be ended as soon as possible, he may not necessarily die, but the ancestor of Elliott, who has awakened from the dust, will start counting down his life as soon as he wakes up.
That is the living history of a truly ancient Legendary Realm, Lothern.
"It means that no matter he wins or loses, he will burn out his last life."
Raymond spoke in a low voice, "But you are right, ancestor, this is for Lothern. Every Lothern's people have the consciousness to devote themselves to the kingdom at critical moments, including the royal family, including... me."
He straightened his back and glanced at each of his ministers with burning eyes.
"In addition, I will follow the example of my father and lead a personal expedition to the Lain Plateau front line."
The king said in a deep voice, every word having a ring to it.
"Your Majesty, no!"
"This is too dangerous!"
"The front line is not the place for you!"
In the communication, vague dissuasive voices from other ministers were heard, and several important ministers also spoke in urgent tones.
Soderian also frowned slightly and shook his head. "Although you are also Legendary Realm, you cannot play a key role in this war. It is better to stay at the rear to maintain stability."
"The kingdom needs you to function, and the people need to see the king sitting in the capital."
"This is my decision."
The king said seriously, "This battle is related to the fate of the country, and the king must be with the soldiers."
"On the one hand, this can boost our morale; on the other hand..."
He paused, and then continued, "I myself will also become the bait to attract Red Emperor."
"A living king is a symbolic trophy for any conqueror and the best target. If we set a trap, I am the best bait."
"This is too risky! That dragon is very smart and can definitely see that this is a trap!"
One minister couldn't help shouting.
"Yes, I did not underestimate Red Emperor, he will know this is a trap."
Raymond smiled, "But even so, I think there is a high probability that he will come."
"Throughout Red Emperor's life, he was very prudent in doing things, but he was never timid. Maybe he acted calm and cautious, but deep down, he was also a proud dragon, even if this pride was a little different from other Dragonkin."
He walked to the window and looked at the stars in the night sky, turning his back to the courtiers.
"If we are defeated, Lothern will be in ruins, and may even face catastrophe. I, Raymond, will not be able to see my father and all my ancestors again."
"In that case, it's better to put everything on the line."
The king turned around again, with determination burning in his eyes.
"If we win, Lothern will clear the biggest obstacle, and New Federation and even broader hegemony can be expected; if we lose... it will just usher in the end in advance. At least we fought until the last moment and did not hide behind cowardly."
There was silence on the other end of the communication for a long time.
"Raymond... You have really grown up."
Soderian finally said slowly, with a complicated tone, "In that case, I will wait on the plateau for the arrival of you and Elliott's ancestors."
"Together, we will pave a path to the future for Lothern."
Immediately afterwards, the communication ended.
After a long time, a minister's voice broke in and broke the silence.
"Your Majesty, the Iron Dragon of our Royal Court...Gordon·Ignas is a blood relative of Red Emperor."
The minister's voice was obviously hostile, "Now that the two countries are at war, I suggest that he be executed first to boost the military's prestige, and use the blood of Iron Dragon to sacrifice the flag for our army!"
"This will not only boost morale, but also cut off Red Emperor's internal eyesight!"
After the words fell, many voices echoed.
Several ministers nodded in agreement, their faces full of dissatisfaction with the alien dragon.
Crystal of Lothern is, more accurately, Fire Spirit Princess.
Her original intention was to guard Lothern with a long life after transforming into elemental life.
However, since she was transformed into Fire Spirit, her character and thinking have also gradually transformed. She gradually no longer cares about worldly vision and royal dignity, and is not too concerned about Lothern's state affairs. Instead, she pursues her own strength more, and her relationship with Iron Dragon is getting closer and closer.
This caused dissatisfaction among many royal members.
A giant dragon, especially one with a blood relationship with the enemy's monarch, stays in Royal Court for a long time, which itself is a security risk.
However, Fire Spirit Princess is not alone.
She was isolated by the royal family because of her alien status, but in the Sparkfire Monastery she invested in her early years, Legendary Realm was born in recent years, and she basically only listened to the command of Fire Spirit Princess.
This made the attitude of other nobles toward her complicated. They could neither touch her easily nor truly trust her.
Therefore, most of the dissatisfaction of the Lothern ministers was transferred to Iron Dragon Gordon.
This giant dragon became a target of public criticism, and at every court meeting someone proposed that it be imprisoned or executed.
On the throne, Raymond looked at the reactions of other ministers, but did not nod.
Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the aunt who was no longer human, as a king, he had to control his emotions and think about the problem from a more macro perspective.
"No."
The king denied without hesitation and said with a stern expression, "Before the dust of the war settles, no matter what, we must treat that Iron Dragon kindly! Take good care of him, but we must also be more vigilant."
The ministers looked at each other in confusion, and finally bowed their heads and saluted. "I obey, Your Majesty."
A few days later, Lain Plateau and Lothern arrived at the camp.
The beams of teleportation light lit up one after another, tearing through the early morning mist on the plateau and startling the birds in the distance.
King Raymond walked out of the teleportation array accompanied by a team of elite guards.
He put on a gorgeous and protective king's battle armor, and wore a holy sword symbolizing royal power on his waist. His expression was solemn, with determination and solemnity in his brows.
Arriving with him, there was another being who exuded a dusk but heart-stopping aura.
He was an old man with white beard and hair and a skinny figure.
He was wearing a Monk robe. The robe was wide and made his stoop and thin body more flattering.
His face was covered with deep grooves left by the years, his skin was like dried tree bark, his eyelids were drooped, and his steps were slow and staggering. He looked very old, as if a strong wind could blow him down, and a violent cough would kill him on the spot.
However, as he just stood there, the surrounding elements became extremely active.
Earth, water, wind, fire.
Four elements, four colors... were intertwined into a slowly rotating four-color halo behind his head.
The halo is not dazzling, but it is impossible to ignore.
The parents and children of Elliott and Saint King.
He is an ancient Crown Rank active in the most glorious era of Lothern. He is a powerful Monk who has tempered the human body to the extreme and mastered Way of Four-Symbol Balance. He is also known as "Crown of the Four Symbols". At the same time, he has also dabbled in Star-Self and Unarmed Combat Path, and has integrated the essence of various combat skills in his long life.
Today, the breath of this Crown of the Four Symbols is like a candle in the wind.
But before the remaining candle is extinguished, it can still erupt with blazing heat that consumes everything.
Soderian, who had been waiting here for a long time, came to greet him.
His eyes stayed on Elliott for a moment, and a trace of respect and sentimentality flashed through him.
This ancestor is older than him, and his generation is much higher. He is a truly living witness to the glorious era of the Legendary Realm and Lothern. But now, he has to fight for the last of his life to fight for this kingdom that may have seemed strange to him.
Although Elliott's original intention of sleeping was to burn his last life for Lothern.
However, Soderian feels that this is essentially because the younger generations are incompetent, so they can only rely on the blessing of their ancestors to allow the old man who should have rested in peace to step onto the battlefield again.
"Elliott Ancestor, thank you for answering the call."
Soderian bowed slightly.
Elliott slowly raised his eyelids.
His eyes were cloudy, but there was a sharp light shining in their depths. His eyes swept over Soderian's young face, and then looked at Raymond.
"For Lothern, I am lucky that my broken body can still be used."
"I have been sleeping for many years just for today."
He paused and asked, "Raymond has roughly told me the situation... That Red Iron Dragon, the so-called Red Emperor, is it really so powerful? Can it be comparable to Crown Dragon at the level of the Advanced Legendary Realm?"
Elliott's voice was very calm, but the question itself already showed his importance.
High-level Legendary Realm dragons, the best of them can leapfrog and compete with humans Crown Rank.
This is not an isolated case, there are many records in the history of various ethnic groups.
After all, the racial gap lies here. Dragons of the same level consume countless times more resources than humans, and they also need a longer time to grow. It is natural for them to be powerful.
However, this power also has its limits.
The so-called leapfrog confrontation is usually against one person, and it is one-on-one.
Lothern positions Red Emperor to be comparable to Crown Dragon, not to Crown Rank humans.
Then the situation would be completely different.
This means that at least three to four humans of the same level, Crown Rank, are needed to defeat it reliably.
Soderian said in a deep voice, "I have personally experienced it, and it is worse than this."
"That Red Emperor... is also an existence beyond common sense among Dragonkin."
At this moment, another beam of light that was different from the previous one landed.
This beam of light is purer, more holy, and carries a certain kind of reassuring power.
As the light dissipated, an illusory and majestic figure slowly appeared.
He was dressed in ancient royal attire, with a majestic and vague face, a tall figure, shrouded in light, and his body showed a state of solid spiritual essence, exuding a coercion and temperament that made people want to worship him.
It is Lothern's guardian, Holy Spirit.
When Holy Spirit fully manifested and his eyes swept over everyone, Elliott's skinny body trembled.
The turbidity in his eyes faded away, and he stared intently at Holy Spirit's face.
Although it was blurry, the outline and aura... were exactly the same as the father in his memory.
He knew in his heart that this Holy Spirit was transformed by his father's soul using a special spell.
"... Father..."
This Four-Symbols Crown Rank hesitated to speak, his voice dissipated on his chapped lips.
There was nostalgia, pain, and a hint of admiration in his eyes, but mostly a deep sadness.
Because he could clearly feel that although the Holy Spirit in front of him possessed part of his father's image and power, it lacked that kind of vivid emotion and wisdom and only operated according to certain instructions.
This is why various countries position Holy Spirit as a strategic weapon rather than Crown Rank life.
Holy Spirit's eyes paused on Elliott for a moment.
There seemed to be a smile on the blurry face, and the voice was gentle.
"Elliott, long time no see, you look a lot older."
It sounded friendly, but there was no real emotion in his eyes, as if he was reading lines from a script.
"Father, your majesty remains the same."
Elliott was silent for a few seconds. Thousands of words finally turned into this simple sentence. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened it again, his eyes became calm and he had suppressed his personal emotions.
They are now all sharp knives fighting for Lothern.
Moreover, being able to fight with the remnant spirit of Saint King that he admired before his death could, to a certain extent, relieve some of his regrets.
"Where's the other one?" The king looked at Time Crown Rank.
"Grant is adjusting. He needs to adjust his body and mind to the peak with Unyielding Sword." Soderian replied, "Well, he should be almost adjusted."
Soon, as if in response to his words, another figure came from the depths of the camp.
He wears thick plate armor with holy patterns, and carries a broad and thick two-handed giant sword engraved with countless runes on his back. The armor is full of scratches left by the battle, but every trace seems to tell the story of glory.
Grant, Lothern Crown-Rank Legendary, a new breakthrough in the post-war period of rapid development.
This is a Glory Paladin who perfectly combines glory and combat skills. He represents the edge of the new generation of Lothern and is known as "Glory Crown of Lothern".
Taken together from all aspects, he is not as unfathomable as Time Crown Rank Soderian, nor is he as profound and rich in means as Crown of the Four Symbols Elliott.
But in terms of offensiveness alone, because Oath of Glory has set the goal of "killing powerful enemies and defending glory", his attack power is very outstanding among the three humans Crown Rank, and he is an out-and-out sharp blade for attacking tough situations.
"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Soderian, Your Excellency Elliott."
Grant saluted solemnly to the king and the two ancestors, and solemnly said, "I am honored to fight for Lothern with you."
"This will be my glory."
At this point, all the top beings on the Lothern side have arrived.
There was a tense and heavy atmosphere in the air, and everyone knew what the coming battle meant.
Soon after, in a military tent with heavy barriers.
The three kings Crown Rank, king Raymond, and Iron-Armed General gathered together, and Holy Spirit also stood silently among them.
The interior of the tent was simply decorated, with only a strategy table and a few chairs, but the light from the barrier flowed on the tent walls, blocking out all prying eyes.
"First of all, we must prioritize and clarify responsibilities so that we can coordinate well and exert our greatest strength."
Soderian was the first to say, "The battle with Red Emperor is led by me. Although his body is strong and his defense is amazing, I have the power of time and the means to tear him apart. I just need some conditions and timing."
He looked at Iron-Armed General: "Valesia, tell me what you think of Red Emperor."
Hearing this, Valesia stepped forward somewhat cautiously.
This general, who was known for his iron fist and ruthlessness and who had a high prestige in the army, acted very carefully at this time, and his face did not have the usual coldness at all, but showed obvious nervousness.
After all, neither the strength of the Advanced Legendary Realm nor the identity of general Lothern can be used here.
He could barely attend the meeting.
"Red Emperor, Garos·Ignas."
Valesia cleared his throat, keeping his voice steady, and then continued, "He is also called Crimson Flame Dreadstar, Molten Iron King, Lord of Aura... and, Immortal Dragon."
When it comes to business, Iron-Armed General gradually gets into the mood, speaking faster and focusing his eyes.
"In addition to his ridiculous physical strength and the long-range attack methods he has recently demonstrated, the most incredible thing that has ever happened to him is that he can be resurrected from death and replenish his status at the same time."
He unfolded a magic image, which reproduced the fragment of Battle of Nollton.
"In Battle of Nollton, he was witnessed by many people and was hit by Life-Hunting Ranger's concentrated blow."
"His head and heart were penetrated and defeated at the same time. However, he did not die. Instead, he became extremely strong in a short period of time, and then his breath surged and he returned to his intact state."
In the video, the scene of the red dragon standing up again after falling to the ground made everyone present look solemn.
Elliott took out a breath and said in a slow voice, "A Legendary Realm dragon that can be resurrected is indeed impressive."
He knows very well how difficult it is for the Legendary Realm to resurrect life, especially for races like giant dragons.
Therefore, it is even more incredible that Red Emperor can be resurrected.
Raymond asked, "If he can keep resurrecting, how to kill him? Through a spell that can prohibit resurrection? We lack Crown Rank Spellcaster. Although Saint King's ancestors are both magic and martial arts masters, Holy Spirit is not good at it and cannot retain spell skills."
"However, we have such disposable spell scrolls in our kingdom's treasury."
For humans Legendary Realm, the biggest difficulty in reaching the next level is often lifespan.
Unless you choose to use those life-extending methods that come with huge costs, Spellcaster, whose body is relatively fragile, is often shorter-lived than other physical career paths that can strengthen the body.
Therefore, in the higher Legendary Realm, the number of Spellcaster is even rarer, and Crown Rank Spellcaster is even rarer.
Lothern and several Crown Rank, none of them are pure Spellcaster.
Iron-Armed General looked at Raymond: "Your Majesty, Red Emperor has high spell resistance. We will use spell scrolls against him, but we can't place our hopes on it."
He switched the image and showed a close-up analysis of Red Emperor's chest.
"In addition, based on the detailed images of Battle of Nollton, after countless deductions and analyses, it can be concluded that Red Emperor is not an immortal body in the true sense."
"His weak point is on the left side of his chest. The specific location is between the third and fourth ribs, on the medial side."
On the magic map, the left chest is marked in red, showing the abnormal concentration of energy flow.
"He became stronger in a short period of time, probably related to some kind of Legendary Trait, but the fact that he was able to be resurrected and return to a strong state was essentially because there was a hidden energy organ on his left chest that stored a large amount of Life Energy."
"Moreover, he didn't actually die and then resurrect. He was just dying at that time."
Valesia looked around at everyone. "If we can decapitate him, literally chop off his head, or simply break him into pieces, or penetrate his energy organs in advance, we can kill him completely."
Hearing this, Glory Crown Rank was shocked.
He said in a deep voice, "Now that we know where our weaknesses are, our chances of winning are much greater."
On the other side, Soderian shook his head slightly. "Don't forget, at the time of Battle of Nollton, Red Emperor did not have the long-range means to condense the "scorching sun", nor did it show the same sense of oppression as Crown Dragon does now."
"After sleeping, he has grown, and the extent is far beyond ordinary people's imagination."
"His previous weaknesses don't mean they are still weaknesses now."
Iron-Armed General nodded and agreed, "Yes, Mr. Soderian is right, but no matter what, decapitation and dismemberment are still the best ways to kill Red Emperor."
He paused and continued, "Maybe his weakness is no longer there and he can still be resurrected."
"However, judging from his previous performance after resurrection, he has actually become weaker and has not fully recovered to his peak condition. As long as we can kill him twice, the battle can be over."
The king asked, "Twice... this is just speculation."
"If he can be resurrected again and is basically in good condition, how should we deal with it?"
Iron-Armed General smiled, "That means that God is going to kill me Lothern."
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
Then, Soderian broke the silence. "There is no perfect life in this world."
"No skill is cast out of thin air. There is a price. The difference lies in the price. Moreover, it doesn't matter how many times Red Emperor can be resurrected. We just need to do our best in this battle."
He stood up and traced his fingers on the strategy table.
"First, use Raymond as bait to attract Red Emperor. If he doesn't come, then we will break through the defense lines of other Aura Legendary Realm and encircle him. It will only cost more."
"When the time comes, Destiny Domain of Holy Spirit needs to be deployed as soon as possible."
Unlike Heroic Spirit, which has no domain, Holy Spirit retains its domain in life. Although its power is slightly weaker, and a large amount of Soul-Matter Crystal is burned every time it is deployed, there is no doubt that Destiny Domain is powerful.
"Among Destiny Domain, we besiege Red Emperor."
"Holy Spirit and I will stand at the front. The ancestor of Elliott masters Way of Four Symbols and can cast some spell-like skills. He is also involved in Star-Self and Unarmed Combat Path. He has rich means and is responsible for involving Red Emperor."
"Grant is the main attack. You will cause the most damage to Red Emperor."
Glory Paladin was slightly startled. "Me?"
Frankly speaking, he didn't have the confidence.
Although he is Glory Crown Rank, he is facing an existence that is comparable to Crown Dragon. He has good attacks, but in other aspects, he is not as good as any Crown Rank existence here.
"You are just feinting. I have already said that I will be responsible for the fatal blow."
Soderian's eyes sharpened, "The world thinks that I am good at defense and dodge, but I am a swordsman after all, and I have Peerless Edge. It's just that the power of time attacks are more costly and require the most appropriate timing."
Among several Crown Rank, Soderian is neither the youngest nor the oldest.
But there is no doubt that he is the strongest.
The power of time is extraordinary.
Time gradually passed during the discussion, the morning light completely dispelled the night, and the sky on the plateau turned white.
Everyone's plan was gradually finalized. Although it was not a complete plan, they had sufficient confidence.
With the power of the four Crown Rank, there is also a Time Crown Rank and a Destiny Holy Spirit.
Such a combination is enough to defeat Crown Dragon. Using it to deal with Red Emperor is out of absolute importance to it. For the sake of safety, it is treated completely as a Crown Dragon.
But no matter what, Red Emperor is not Crown Dragon after all.
Compared with the real Crown Dragon, it should be a little worse.
The advantage lies in Lothern.
At this time, Paladin knelt on one knee and put his fist on his chest.
He said in a deep voice, "Guide with glory, my sword will definitely arrive! Unyielding Sword will cut the way forward for Lothern!"
Elliott slowly exhaled and said in a slow voice, "With my remaining body, I will pave the final journey for Lothern."
Raymond The king clenched the hilt of his sword and glanced at the powerful men from different eras in front of him.
The ancient Saint King descendants, Time Crown Rank who has protected the kingdom for hundreds of years, the new generation Glory Paladin, and Holy Spirit who represents the legacy of Saint King.
A determined light ignited in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Then, I'll leave everything to you."
"This battle is not for the sake of victory, but for the future of Lothern! For our common future, and for the tomorrow of tens of millions of Lothern people!"
At this moment, Lothern Crown Rank who have spanned many eras gather together.
They abandoned generational barriers and differences in ideas, and had only one goal in mind.
Time continues to pass by.
Next, Red Emperor no longer raided the Lothern base camp alone.
Because its cautious image has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the Legendary Realms of Lothern did not feel disappointed. Instead, they became more vigilant, prepared for battle, and were always ready to fight.
At the same time, because Holy Spirit and the king came in person, especially the arrival of Holy Spirit, it was the best boost to morale.
Lothern warriors witnessed the final guardian of the kingdom with their own eyes. Their faith became firmer and their morale returned to its peak. The legion gathered and drilled on a large scale. Their fighting spirit was high and they were united as one, waiting for the horn of the decisive battle.
This calmness was broken at dusk on the fifth day.
When the setting sun dyed Lain Plateau into blood and twilight spread from the eastern skyline, the sound of the Aura Kingdom's horn rolled in from the distance like muffled thunder.
Low, desolate, one after another, continuous.
Then, a dark outline appeared on the horizon.
Staring from a distance, one can see that under the leadership of Red Emperor, the dragon's wings cover the sky and the moon, and the warrior Iron Hoof steps across the earth, like a huge wave sweeping the world, engulfing the Lothern military camp.
The legions of Lothern also came out in full force, led by their own side Crown Rank, to face Aura Legion.
At this time, Satellite shined like eyes, watching this scene together.
The nations stood aside and watched the war burn.
They know in their hearts that no matter who wins or loses, the situation of Romanian Plains will be overturned as a result, and a new era will stagger out in blood and fire.