The sky of Lain Plateau was shrouded in thick dark clouds.
Silver electric snakes snaked through the depths of the clouds, illuminating the sky and the earth pale from time to time. Heavy rain poured down, hitting the muddy ground and splashing countless water splashes mixed with blood.
However, although the power of heaven and earth is great, it cannot suppress the suffocating Dragon Might.
The rainwater was evaporated into white steam outside Red Iron Dragon's body, and the strong wind could not shake his mountain-like figure.
He stood high in the sky, covered in cuts and bruises, with a shocking gap torn out on his left wing, and most of his scales peeled off, revealing the bright red flesh and blood underneath.
He looked like he was at his limit.
As long as he organizes another strong attack, it seems that the arrogant Red Emperor will collapse.
Lothern Legendary Realm They exchanged looks.
In a normal Legendary Realm battle, because every Legendary Realm has domain protection, the winner cannot be determined in a short period of time. Lothern Legendary Realm already have the upper hand, with few casualties, and they still have fighting power.
However, no one dared to take the lead.
They know it too well.
This terrifying giant dragon has been on the verge of death too many times, but every time it falls, it stands up again. This time is probably no exception. No one can see clearly the reality.
At the same time, it seems to be to verify some of the guesses of the Legendary Realm.
Red Emperor slowly stretched out its broken wings.
His six giant arms were spread out in all directions, and his sharp claws were clenched, as if to grab some invisible thing in the air.
Buzz!
Low tremors came from all over the battlefield.
Not long after they fell, the bodies that were still warm began to shake slightly.
First the fingers, then the limbs, and finally the entire torso trembled violently as if being grasped by invisible hands.
Their skin quickly lost its luster, their muscles withered and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their eye sockets were sunken. In just a few seconds, each complete corpse turned into bones covered with armor, and then disintegrated into gray-white dust that was mixed into the muddy rain.
At the same time, the bright red energy was extracted from each corpse.
At first, they were just strands, but soon they gathered into a river, and finally formed six bloody tornadoes with a diameter of more than ten meters, rising into the sky against the heavy rain, and converging towards Red Emperor.
Those energies were condensed into substance, glowing with a coquettish luster under the dim skylight.
"Life and death are endless reincarnations."
Red Iron Dragon's deep voice overwhelmed the thunder, "I live, the enemy dies."
He raised his head, opened his huge mouth, and sucked all the bloody storm into his body.
All the wounds on his body began to squirm, and new granulation grew at an alarming rate, far exceeding its own regeneration rate.
The whole process lasted less than ten seconds.
When Red Emperor lowered his head again, although his breath was not as strong and surging as at the peak, it had become calm and thick again.
"Here we go again----"
In Lothern Faction, a young shield guardian murmured.
The tower shield in his hand was already full of cracks, and the arm holding the shield was shaking slightly.
However, he didn't have much fear.
And it's not just him.
There was almost no fear on the faces of the surrounding soldiers.
That's something deeper.
Numbness and exhaustion are intertwined, mixed with a sense of absurdity that is full of anger and laughter.
They have gone through the process of having their hopes raised and extinguished so many times that their nerves have long been overwhelmed and on the verge of collapse.
"Tired."
Iron-Armed General whispered, "Destroy it."
He smiled bitterly and took the initiative to disperse the domain halo surrounding him.
Without the protection of the domain, the heavy rain immediately drenched him, and his hair stuck to his forehead. The general known as Ironblood looked like a tired middle-aged man at the moment.
Killed again and again, revived again and again.
What kind of creature is this Red Emperor?
He is obviously not human.
Dragon?
He even stopped being a dragon.
In fact, not only the Lothern people, but also the dragons on the Aura side are also feeling incredible at the repeated death and resurrection of Red Emperor, which has gone beyond their understanding of Dragonkin's kindred race.
"There is no day like two days."
"Romanian Plains, will make me king."
Red Iron Dragon's voice overwhelmed Thunder.
These words were not only spoken to Lothern's defeated army. His majestic head looked towards the sky, as if he had seen more things.
Hooray!
Iron Dragon Sorog swooped down from a high altitude and hovered beside Red Emperor. A loud voice continued, "Lothern man!
The war is over! Your era has passed, and next will be the era of Aura!"
"Those who kneel live, those who stand die!"
After a brief silence, the Aura camp erupted in response like a roaring tsunami.
"Those who kneel live, those who stand die!"
"Those who kneel live, those who stand die!"
Giant dragons rose into the sky one after another, and the sound of flapping dragon wings drowned out the wind and rain.
On the ground, the Aura warriors raised their blood-stained weapons and roared in unison.
This voice gets louder and louder, like substance, pressing on the hearts of every Lothern warrior.
Even though Lothern had the advantage for most of the battle; even though their Legendary Realm strong men performed well and suppressed Aura Legendary Realm... their morale began to collapse.
Clang.
The first sword fell into the muddy water.
In the shadow of Red Emperor, the sword-wielding warrior knelt on his knees and pressed his forehead into the mud.
Then came the second and third shots——
Like a wheat field swept by a strong wind, the wave of surrender started at the edge of the battlefield and quickly spread to the center.
The sound of metal hitting the ground kept coming, and more and more people chose to kneel down.
There are exceptions to this.
Some people roared and launched a final charge, but were killed by Aura warriors: Some people pointed the sword blade at their own throats and chose the end of dignity; others stood there blankly, with empty eyes, as if their souls had already left.
But survival is ultimately the most primitive instinct of life.
More and more people knelt down, eventually forming a dark place.
Legendary Realm The strong men also began to make their own choices.
"Valesia General?"
A Legendary Realm had a halo of Teleportation all over his body and looked at Iron-Armed General next to him.
Valesia shook his head slowly and still stood there, letting the rain wash away.
Escape? Where can you escape?
His wife, six children, seventeen grandchildren... are all in the royal capital Valdo City.
After this battle, Aura Legion will no longer have any obstacles, and the military front will be directed at the heart of Lothern.
How can Lothern, which has lost all Crown Rank, rely on to resist Red Emperor? If the resistance is fierce, those suns that once bloomed on Lain Plateau may fall on the streets of Valdo.
The outcome is already determined.
Wise choices can make this process as less miserable as possible.
Iron-Armed General realized this, but also felt deeply tired and lost the will to resist.
Legendary Realm's choices are about half and half.
About half tore up the teleportation scroll or cast spells and disappeared in the silver light; the other half stayed in place, gathered their breath, and surrendered to the nearest Aura Legendary Realm.
Two or three others were interrupted while trying to teleport.
Somewhere on the battlefield, two Legendary Realms were guarding the figure in the middle, one on the left and one on the right.
"Your Majesty, you must leave."
Legendary Realm on the left whispered, "We will buy you time."
Lothern King did not answer.
He stared blankly at Shen Xiong's figure in the sky, the Dawn King Sword in his hand glowing dimly in the rain.
Was this war a mistake from the beginning?
he asked himself in his mind.
Yes, he admitted it, but he also knew that for him, this was an inevitable mistake.
Lothern has gone through two wars, risen from the ruins, and regained its dominance.
Any aspiring king, when his country's strength is restored and its military is strong, will not tolerate another force that is rising rapidly and refuses to surrender.
He just couldn't figure it out.
Why is Red Emperor so strong?
Decades ago, although this dragon had a ferocious reputation, it was not an invincible enemy to Crown Rank. It could even be said that it was not worthy of Crown Rank's too much attention.
Decades later, enough power was gathered to defeat Crown Dragon, but they were destroyed one after another in front of him.
All Crown Rank's lives were burned out, and only two short-lived victories were achieved.
It's over.
Lothern's dominance ends here.
His dreams and goals all followed Shatter.
Raymond raised Dawn King Sword, and the sword reflected his pale face and bloodshot eyes.
"Your Majesty?!"
The two Legendary Realm realized something was wrong and wanted to step forward, but it was already too late.
The king dispersed the realm, pointed the sword blade at his heart, and thrust it in with all his strength.
Tsk!
The sharp Legendary Realm sword easily penetrated the breastplate made by Adamantine and penetrated the flesh and blood.
Raymond groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He felt the warm liquid flow down the blade of the sword and onto his hand, mixing with the cold rain.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Blood drops fell from the tip of the sword, blooming into fleeting red flowers in the muddy water.
Raymond suddenly remembered the scene when his father handed this sword into his hands many years ago.
The late king was already seriously ill and dying. His skinny hands held his hand tightly, his eyes full of expectations for the future of this country.
"Raymond----Lothern----I'll leave it to you----"
How excited he was at that time and how eager he was to prove himself.
But now, he can only use this sword that symbolizes royal power to end his own fate and that of the kingdom.
Vision begins to blur.
In a daze, Raymond seemed to see his father's figure standing in the rain curtain not far away. He shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave.
"Father----wait·----"
He wanted to catch up, to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, but his legs had lost strength, and his body fell forward and hit the mud heavily. Dawn King Sword was still stuck in his chest, and the hilt of the sword trembled slightly.
The last thing that caught my eye was the gray sky and the never-ending rain.
Red Iron Dragon watched this work quietly, without any waves in his pupils.
His self-light moved away from the king's corpse and swept over the locations where the teleported light dissipated, without any intention of pursuing it.
This battle is not easy.
Garos can feel waves of weakness coming from his body, and his body's condition is not optimistic. If he accidentally gets ambushed, he will die just once... that would be death in the true sense of the word.
"Time----"
The dragon is released from combat, its huge body gradually shrinks, and returns to its regular dragon form.
He raised his front paws and touched his neck. There was a scar there. The flesh and blood had recently been regenerated and it was still a little soft to the touch.
He was stopped twice, beheaded twice, and even beaten to death by workers the first time.
If it were him before falling asleep, he would be a corpse now and wouldn't even have a chance to survive.
"It was when I was stopped for the second time that I evolved a trace of my factory nature."
Garos reviewed the battle just now in his mind.
This is critical.
Time Crown Rank Soderifeng Although he seems to be running out of gas, who knows how many more times he can explode? Crown Rank The foundation of the strong is unfathomable, and they often hide the secret of their own destruction.
Fortunately, Soderifeng has no chance to use more.
And whoever can't kill Garos, Kang will make him stronger.
What Ever-Battling, Ever-Advancing gave him was not only the ability to evolve on the spot during battle, but also some of the results of his evolution would be retained permanently after the war.
Although the proportion is not high, and the degree of retention each time seems random.
However, Garos has an intuition.
He did have a permanent improvement on the nature of the power of time.
Although it is weak, it is a qualitative change from zero to one.
When Qingziya encounters a time-based enemy, at least he won't be helpless to fight back when they bully him.
"My body, which has been tempered for many times, is still fragile in the face of time."
Garos looked at the dark clouds gradually dispersing in the sky and fell into deep thought, "There are countless strong people in this world and there are many dangers. I can't be arrogant just because of this victory, let alone underestimate the existence of other Legendary Realm, especially Crown Rank."
Despite the huge victory, Red Iron Dragon is not complacent.
This battle also exposed many of his shortcomings.
For example, his Fury Defies Death and Dragon Jade were triggered by Undying Life, but in the process, if Lothern's Crown Rank could defeat him, even if he could still survive, his state would fall to the bottom later.
For example, he still doesn't evolve fast enough in battle.
If he could quickly evolve the corresponding traits when he was stopped for the first time, he could end the battle more easily.
But no matter what, he was the winner in the end.
"One day, I may be able to adapt to an injury in an instant, evolve the corresponding perfect traits, and retain all of them permanently."
"At that time, I, who owns Infinite Evolution Body, will become the real Ultimate Lifeform."
Red Iron Dragon thought to himself.
This is not a fantasy.
This victory proved that he has such potential and has the qualifications to move towards that future.
As the battle ended, the rain gradually became lighter.
The dark clouds cracked open, and a few rays of morning light penetrated the clouds and shone on the battlefield where corpses were strewn.
Aura's war boats swept the battlefield, collected weapons, and captured prisoners. The dragons circled at low altitudes on alert, and occasionally let out low roars to deter those who might have different intentions.
Valesia was brought to Red Emperor.
The king committed suicide, Hui Ling was temporarily dispersed, and many Crown Rank fell.
Valesia is the commander-in-chief of the legion, and he is also Advanced Legendary Realm. Currently, he is the Lothern person with the highest status here.
"Your Majesty Ignas."
The general glanced at the majestic dragon, and then knelt down to celebrate without paying much attention to the so-called dignity.
"Valdo City will not arrive at the factory."
He lowered his head and said, "There are many of my cronies among the defenders of the royal city. I will persuade them to give up coming to the factory. I just ask you not to massacre the city."
Red Iron Dragon looked down at him and nodded slowly.
"A wise choice."
He said, "I have never been bloodthirsty. The city that surrenders will be protected by Aura."
Valesia breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders slumped slightly.
Then, he asked, "What do you plan to do with Lothern?"
Red Emperor did not answer immediately.
He looked into the distance, where was the direction of the Lothern Kingdom.
"The name Lothern will never disappear completely."
Garos finally said, "This land will usher in a new order, but as long as Lothern can accept the new ruler and understand its own position, it can continue to exist."
In short, just like Theo, it becomes a vassal of Aura.
Unexpectedly generous...
Valesia was startled. He thought that Aura would want to swallow Lothern after obtaining such a significant victory, but Red Emperor didn't seem to have such intention, at least not yet.
Thinking about it carefully, he can roughly understand what Red Emperor is thinking.
He has great power, great wisdom, and is also very patient... I am fortunate to be given such a Dragonkin king, and I am not unjust.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
Valesia Rendao.
Then, Iron Dragon Sorog moved over, seemed to be somewhat interested in Valesia, and looked at him carefully.
Red Iron Dragon no longer pay attention here.
He spread his wings and moved high into the sky.
Viewed from the air, the battlefield of Lain Plateau is gradually falling silent, the smell of Bloodshed is slowly blown away by Ye Man, and further away is the land of the Lothern Kingdom.
He looked in other directions, scanning the territories of other countries.
Soon, these places will usher in a new order.
There will be only one voice in the entire Roman subterranean plain.
During this period, there may still be some troubles and challenges, but there won't be any big obstacles. His era is gradually beginning.