Redridge Mountains is in the south of Orotara, like a scar licked by flames.
Viewed from a high altitude, it appears rusty red.
The rock formations are fractured, gravels are scattered all over, and the sparse vegetation has curled up into withered yellow clumps in the heat wave.
The plants that are still alive are not of normal color, the leaves are brown, and the stems are twisted, as if something has been twisted from the inside during the growth process.
The deeper you go into the Mountain Range, the darker the red color becomes.
It gradually changes from rust red to dark red, and then to a burnt red that is close to black. The air is filled with a burning metallic smell, which will make your throat dry if you inhale it into your lungs.
Ordinary creatures will become irritable if they stay here for half a day, and get angry for no reason after staying here for a day.
Whoosh.
A gray-brown shadow passed over the rock ridge on the east side of the Mountain Range.
Eagle falcon.
Its body is much stronger than that of ordinary falcons, and the edges of its wings are an inconspicuous dark red. Its flying posture is steady and silent, and its wings flap at a lower frequency than that of ordinary falcons.
The falcon traced an arc at low altitude, its sharp light sweeping across the ravines and caves below.
Its head turned slightly, from left to right, and then from right to left. Each scan covered a fan-shaped area. Then its wings tilted slightly, turned to another ridge, and began to search the next area.
Garos has been searching in this Mountain Range for a while.
When it comes to the south, the intelligence of Seroel is not entirely accurate, and only the general scope of activities of Rage Beast Lord is marked.
Redridge Mountains middle section.
The middle section is a vague concept.
This road Mountain Range stretches endlessly, and its middle section spans countless mountains.
Inside there are ravines and caves, and the terrain is extremely complex, like a piece of bark paper that has been crumpled and then spread out.
There are more than a dozen deep valleys that can hide a Rage Beast Lord, not to mention the blind spots where Frenzied Flame Radiation distorts perception.
There are many Rage Beast here.
The creatures that live here, regardless of their strength, are almost all infected by Fury Curse to varying degrees. The weak ones directly mutate into irrational Rage Beast, biting and devouring each other; the powerful ones occupy a certain area with a high concentration of Frenzied Flame, entrenched in it, slowly mutate, and become stronger and stronger.
This is a layer-by-layer screening process.
Creatures infected by radiation eat each other, and the winner absorbs the loser's Frenzied Flame, becoming stronger and crazier. Then it will be targeted by more powerful beings and become the nourishment for the opponent's advancement.
Redridge Mountains is a giant petri dish.
Rage Beast Lord is what was finally grown in this petri dish.
Maybe it's because it's too close to a complete meteorite.
The Furious Radiation here is very abnormal and exists in every inch of the air.
What's bad is that the last mutation had some impact on Garos's True Eye.
He can now see Frenzied Flame clearly, and Frenzied Flame is very prominent in his field of vision.
Normally it's fine, no impact.
In a normal combat environment, Frenzied Flame only exists on infected individuals and will not cause much interference to the field of vision.
However, in this environment, his eyes were filled with burning and surging flames.
It was as if the summer heat wave had condensed into substance, twisting and twisting before his eyes.
A thin layer of Frenzied Flame is attached to the surface of every rock, and there are fine sparks floating in the air. These Frenzied Flame are superimposed in his True Sight, forming a nearly flat curtain that blocks everything, which greatly interferes with his perception.
"The slumber when breaking through to Crown Rank mainly evolved into Furnace Stomach and Abyssal Breath Lungs."
Garos is thinking in his heart.
"Other characteristics have also changed, especially the enhancement of Spell-Annihilating Claw and the change of Dragon Jade, but True Eye has not changed much, it is only slightly enhanced, and it is still affected by the mutation."
True Eye is very useful.
As he broke through Crown Rank, the levels of enemies and environments he faced were increasing, but now he can't keep up.
"Well, we need to pay attention to this aspect."
He made a mental note to himself.
It would be a pity if True Eye is eliminated because it gradually fails to keep up with his overall evolution, or is greatly affected by mutations and cannot be used normally.
He gathered his thoughts and focused on what was in front of him.
Because his field of vision was affected and he was in the south, he had to take into account the existence of Orc. The battle needed to be fought in one go. He could not force Rage Beast Lord to show up by making too much noise. In a short period of time, he could only sense and search one place at a time.
Fortunately, Garos is very patient and is not in a hurry.
Whoosh.
Under the dark red sky, the falcons flapped their wings and continued to fly in the sky.
At the same time, the war has officially broken out.
Orc's army advanced northward from Southern Wasteland, much faster than Nausir expected.
According to estimates from the Elf intelligence department, it will take at least fifteen to twenty days for Orc to assemble and launch an attack.
After the large tribe's war totem is erected, it is necessary to gather the warriors scattered everywhere, Shaman need to complete the pre-war sacrifices, and prepare supplies and weapons.
But this time, Orc only took nine days.
They did not build camps or food roads, and each soldier did not carry much supplies with him.
The logistics are worrisome.
According to any normal military standards, this method of supply is insufficient to support a large-scale war.
But Orc doesn't care about that.
They are accustomed to making a living by looting. Once they capture a place, they will eat it. If they cannot capture it, they will die. The dead Orc do not need to be eaten, but can also be used as food.
This brutal way of advancement put a lot of pressure on Nausir's defense line.
The frontal battlefield extends from the hills in the west to the edge of the dense forest in the east.
Nausir Empire deployed six legions here, with Elf magic archers as long-range forces, lined up behind the defense line 0
Whenever Orc starts to charge, countless arrows will rise from the position.
The arrows crossed an arc, like a meteor shower, falling towards the formation of Orc.
The first round is armor-piercing arrows, used to penetrate shields and heavy armor, the second round is blasting arrows, the arrows are engraved with Explosive Flame Rune, they will explode when they hit the ground, the third round are poison arrows, the arrows are coated with venom extracted from Orotara poison ivy, and the blood seals the throat.
But Orc doesn't care.
A group of Rage Beast rushed to the front.
Orc didn't know what method he used to successfully drive some Rage Beast to serve as the vanguard of the legion.
These Rage Beast's bodies are covered with abnormal bone spurs and cuticles, and their eyes are burning Frenzied Flame. They have no reason, no fear, and will not stop even if they are hit by several arrows.
The arrows stuck in their bodies were like being stuck in a moving piece of meat, and it did not affect their continued charge.
After Rage Beast, there is the berserker Blood Skull Tribe.
They were bare-chested, and their skin was painted with twisted war patterns using animal blood and mineral powder.
War patterns are not decorations. They can stimulate the vitality of warriors in a short period of time, allowing them to ignore pain and fatigue and inspire more strength.
The berserker warriors let out a low and continuous roar as they charged, with fanatical eyes and no fear of death.
The Orc legion resisted Elf's long-range attack and approached the defense line step by step.
And Elf is not afraid of getting close.
Many intelligent creatures have a misunderstanding that Elfs are slender in stature, romantic in nature, and not good at close combat.
This impression comes from Elf civilians.
They do like a quiet life, poetry and music, walking under the moonlight, decorating their homes with flowers, etc.
Most of these Elf hate fighting and don't like getting hurt and bleeding.
Some even turn pale when they see blood, and their stomachs churn and they want to vomit.
However, it is limited to Elf civilians who have had a peaceful time.
Most of the Elf warriors wearing silver or golden armor are skilled in both magic and martial arts. They can attack both near and far, so they can be called omnipotent.
Their combat skills and spiritual will, which they have honed over a long period of time, are stronger than most Orc.
A Elf soldier who has lived for hundreds of years, even if he only participates in one war in ten years, has dozens of war experiences, and the average lifespan of Orc is far from comparable to that of Elf.
In one-on-one combat, Elf is often stronger than Orc.
However, the number of Elf is less than that of Orc, and they value life of the same species.
They can't be like Orc and don't care about casualties at all.
The loss of every Elf warrior is irreversible. Elf pursues romantic love. Most Elf are loyal to their spouses and have a low fertility rate, so they attach great importance to their clan members.
Faced with Orc's fanatical attack, Elf's choice was to fight and retreat in a planned way.
They use this method to kill Orc's vitality, rather than inflicting too many casualties and Orc's head-on fight at once.
There are multiple retreat channels reserved on the defense line, and each position has a preset second and third line. When Orc rushes to the first line, Elf has already withdrawn to the second line, and the trap buried underground in the first line will show its power at this time.
The battle pattern on the flanks is different from that on the front.
The defense areas of the Greenwild Kingdom and Giant Kingdom are located on the west side of the main battle zone. They are a transition zone composed of low hills and Shatter valleys.
The terrain here is more complex than the frontal battlefield.
Under normal circumstances, Elfs will not let Greenwild and Giant defend the same area.
They knew there was a racial feud between Long and Giant.
When fighting together, internal conflicts may arise, and Elf staff officers are well aware of this.
However, this flanking strategy has higher value.
If Orc breaks through the flank, it can outflank Nausir's rear from the west and cut off their retreat and supply lines.
Elf Legion's frontal fight-and-retreat tactics require solid flanks as support. Once the flanks are breached, the entire defense line will split along the lines like a piece of cloth with a hole torn.
So it must be guarded.
The choice of Nausir is to put Greenwild and Giant in the same area, but strictly separate their defense areas.
There is a natural boundary between the two. Greenwild is on the left and Giant is on the right. Both parties do not need to cooperate or communicate, and each can just keep its own area.
If they get too close, they may start fighting among themselves.
Commander Elf deliberately separated the two when allocating the defense zone, and also arranged a Elf supervisory team in the middle. In name, it was to coordinate operations, but in fact it was to prevent the two sides from colliding with each other.
The battle on the flanks began at sunrise.
At noon, it was already white-hot.
Dragon, Giant, human, Dwarf... these flanking coalition forces are facing the enemy.
Orc attacks the flanking coalition, with the Blacktooth Tribe as the main force.
Blacktooth Tribe is famous as a heavy infantry among Cantum tribes.
Their warriors wore heavy armor made of animal bones and hard skins, held two-handed battle axes or heavy hammers, and advanced in dense phalanx formations.
Roars, roars, and the sounds of fighting were already occurring one after another.
Viewed from a high place, the entire transition zone looks like a pot of boiling water.
The dragon flew past, and Dragon Breath swallowed up a group of Blacktooth warriors. After Dragon Breath dispersed, only the charred skeletons were left. Giant's war hammer smashed down, and Orc flew out like gravel, but the gap was quickly filled by Orc from behind.
Kruger Blacktooth, this Crown Rank existence stepped on the ground of blood and flames.
Rampage in the battlefield.
He is much taller and stronger than ordinary Blacktooth warriors. He is not wearing bone armor, but a set of black heavy armor made of meteorite iron.
He was holding a two-handed battle ax in his hand. The blade of the ax was covered with minced meat and bone stubble. He didn't know how many enemies he had killed.
"Who can stop me, haha! Kill!"
Orc raised his head and roared, his voice full of excitement and joy.
He chopped apart the group of human knights with one axe, cutting the men and horses into two pieces, and then continued to charge forward, invincible.
At this moment, the ground in front suddenly rose.
Boom.
The ground cracked open, and the soil and gravel slid down from the top of the bulge, revealing the emerald-green head underneath, followed by the torso, long tail, and four thick limbs.
A giant dragon made entirely of intertwined vines appeared in front of Kruger.
Crown Rank power of the Greenwild Kingdom.
It's not a living thing.
Krueger's steps never stopped.
He recognizes this thing.
Vine Dragon of the Greenwild Kingdom, Greenwild Queen are activated construction monsters woven by special means. The material is Dream Oak of the Greenwild Kingdom.
It has no flesh, no pain, no fear.
There is no essential difference between a tomahawk hitting it and hitting it into a forest.
"Things made of wood also want to stop me?"
Kruger growled and took a long step forward.
His body swelled during the charge, and the muscle fibers rolled under his skin like a tight steel cable. The battle ax was dragged behind him, and the ax blade plowed a furrow burning with residual flames on the ground.
Vine Dragon did not roar at all, but also faced Orc.
Countless vines exploded from its trunk, each one as thick as a Orc waist. They pierced countless sonic booms in the air, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Orc roared and the battle ax swept across.
The Bloodrage Power attached to the ax blade cut off the vines one by one. His battle ax danced like a wall. No vines could penetrate this layer of defense.
But as soon as his vision cleared, a thick and long dragon tail came towards him.
Bang.
The dragon's tail struck the axe, which looked like a shield.
The power is not like a plant, but like a Legendary Realm weapon that has been robbed by Giant.
Kruger flew sideways, knocking some ordinary soldiers who had no time to dodge into blood mist. His body plowed a long groove on the ground, and the gravel exploded into countless smoke and dust under him.
When he stood up from the ruins, Vine Dragon was already pressing in front of him.
It raised its right forelimb, and its open claws were like a cage. Each claw tip was made of hundreds of twisted vines. Then it slapped it down, with the momentum of crushing Orc into the ground.
Krueger blocks with his axe.
Collapse.
With Orc Crown Rank as the center, the cracks spread outward in a ring shape, the soil was shaken up, and gravel and dust flew around.
The shock wave overturned all surrounding warriors, regardless of whether they were friendly or enemy.
His knees bent a bit, but he didn't kneel.
Orc The muscles in both arms bulged, blue-black blood vessels protruded from under the skin, and the body's functions were pushed to the limit.
The blade of the battle ax bit into Vine Dragon's palm, and green juice dripped down the axe's surface, dripping on his helmet, emitting nerve-corrosive poisonous gas.
Vine Dragon glanced down at him.
Then, the other forelimb was also photographed.
Kruger was knocked into the ground.
From a distance, it looks like a green mountain suddenly collapsed in half, burying a small figure inside.
The ground continues to sink, and shock waves spread outward one after another. The surrounding soldiers have completely given up on this area, and no one wants to get close to the fighting range where the two Crown Rank exist.
Vine Dragon's offensive has not stopped.
It began to hammer Orc alternately with its forelimbs. Each hammering made the ground sink a little, and green juice continued to splash from the junction between its claw tip and Kruger's battle ax, forming a small poisonous pool on the ground.
Kruger is still alive.
He was able to continue to support himself under such a blow, but he was also put at a disadvantage.
On the other side, the eastern edge of the flank battlefield.
Another breath of Crown Rank exploded.
Another Orc Crown Rank cut into the battlefield, trying to take advantage of this opportunity to tear apart the defense line and outflank the flanking coalition positions from the rear.
But he hit a wall.
To be precise, a Hill Giant covered in rune armor.
The weapon of Orc is a two-handed heavy hammer. When he rounded it up and smashed it down, the air was compressed into a white ring visible to the naked eye and exploded outward. Ordinary soldiers would be shocked to the point of bleeding from their eardrums just by standing within the range of the shock wave.
Rune Giant raised his hand and caught the blow with the armor on his arm.
The heavy hammer made a dent and some cracks in the rune armor, and then it bounced away.
Bang bang bang.
The two fought fiercely.
Orc's heavy hammer fell like a storm, each blow carrying Crown Rank level power, but Rune Giant just stood, like a wall of the Mountain Range residual veins across the battlefield, silently blocking every inch of Orc Crown Rank's progress.
It is worth mentioning that Hill Giant itself is just Advanced Legendary Realm.
The intensity of his aura is far inferior to that of Orc Crown Rank opposite him.
But relying on a suit of armor engraved with special runes, he actually put Orc at a disadvantage.
Very few intelligent creatures know that Giant not only has power, but there are also many wise men among them.
At the same time, they are also masters of arcane runes.
In the heyday of Giant, rune technology was the core of their race.
They carved runes on weapons, armor, buildings, and even their own skin.
This is a special kind of rune that is different from magic runes. Each rune is a miniature energy circuit that can absorb, transform, and release power.
A complete set of Rune Armor is equivalent to dozens of layers of various enhancements superimposed on the body.
This is also the reason why they were able to take root in the Theresia Continent.
Giant's rune technology has reached its peak. The rune array on Pillar of Cloudpeak can change the weather and regulate the climate throughout the Giant Kingdom.
However, after the Orc army broke through the Pillar of Cloudpeak of Giant, a large number of rune giant armors were lost.
It takes hundreds of years to cultivate a good rune craftsman. A lot of technology was destroyed in that war, and the corresponding inheritance was also destroyed a lot. Giant here doesn't have much rune equipment left in his hands.
This armor worn by Hill Giant is one of the few remaining complete works.
Crown Rank's battlefield has reached a stalemate.
In other words, Orc is at a disadvantage.
Kruger was suppressed by Vine Dragon, and Orc Crown Rank who tried to break through from the east edge was blocked by Rune Giant.
Neither of the two major breakthroughs has been opened.
But the battle situation at the middle and lower levels is another matter.
Legendary Realm-level battles are taking place simultaneously in all directions.
The dragon's breath created charred ravines in the Orc queue.
Green Dragon's breath fell in the middle of a group of Blacktooth heavy infantry. The armor and stomach melted in the acid, the skin blistered and festered in the acid, and the soldiers fell down screaming.
Giant's iron rod smashed shields and skulls, and with each rod, several Orc were smashed into meat patties.
The human knight's lance penetrated the throat of the armored Rage Beast, the war horse trampled in the Orc queue, and the horseshoes were covered with minced meat and soil.
Dwarf's war hammer struck Orc's tibia with a muffled sound like forged iron. Those short warriors specifically attacked Orc's lower body.
One hammer to smash the knee, and then another hammer to the temple after Orc falls.
But Orc is pushing forward.
As each row fell, the next row stepped on the corpses of its own people to fill it up.
Although the resistance of the coalition forces was strong, it was disintegrated inch by inch.
Their discipline is not as good as that of the Elf regular army. The Elf army's formation changes are as smooth as water, and they can switch from offensive formation to defensive formation and then to retreat formation within a few breaths.
Orc can't do this, they only know one tactic.
forward.
This kind of reckless bravery without regard for casualties is a weapon in itself.
On the ordinary Legendary Realm and Advanced Legendary Realm battlefield, Orc also has the advantage.
The number of the Blacktooth Tribe's Legendary Warrior is greater than that of the coalition forces, and their Legendary Warrior are not afraid of being injured.
The Legendary Realm of a coalition army considers their own retreat during the battle and how to retreat after being injured. The Legendary Realm of Orc do not consider these, they fight until they die.
Until the higher sky, the winner will be determined.
Destiny Rank's collision was beyond the perception range of most soldiers.
They could only feel that the clouds very high above their heads were constantly breaking, and a certain overwhelming breath occasionally let out, which was enough to send chills down their spines.
Greenwild Queen and the Red King teamed up to fight Destiny Rank of Orc.
The Red King is one of the names of Giant King.
Beings at their level can basically master their own nature.
For Destiny Rank level strong men, the boundary between reason and instinct has been blurred. They can briefly join forces to fight and suppress their natural rejection and distrust of each other.
This is not because of trust, but because of necessity.
Among them, Giant King is printed on the front.
His size and strength are best suited for a head-on attack. His whole body crashes into Orc Destiny Rank like a burning meteorite. Every collision makes the sky tremble.
Greenwild Queen hangs around the periphery and provides appropriate support.
"Sooner or later, Halduen will become a danger. Should we take the opportunity to sneak attack on him?"
As the figures intertwined, Green Dragon looked at the back of Giant King, thinking in his heart.
This is not the first time this idea has occurred.
Giant King seems not to have considered the possibility of Green Dragon backstabbing him at all.
He fought fiercely with Orc Destiny Rank, and the entire sky was dyed red by the fire around him.
Flames spurted out from under his skin, forming a ring of fire hundreds of meters in diameter around his body. Every time Orc Destiny Rank attacked him, sparks filled the sky.
He played very selflessly.
At least that's what it seems on the surface.
Green Dragon thought about it for a while, then gave up the idea.
Not because of any principles or bottom lines.
As Green Dragon, what she likes most is to attack the enemy when they least expect it.
This is Green Dragon's nature, to use the least effort to deal with the most difficult enemies. Head-on confrontation has never been Green Dragon's first choice. Subterfuge, traps, and psychological tactics are what he is best at.
The problem is, Seroel doesn't do anything you're not sure about.
To be fair, she levels up very quickly.
From an ordinary Green Dragon to Crown Rank, it took her less time than most Dragon Races, and she was also more powerful than many beings of the same level.
However, this power is relative.
Compared with individuals like Halduen and Garos, although she has her own advantages, she is much weaker in frontal combat.
Even if Giant King is stabbed in the back, it will be difficult to kill him directly.
This guy's body is too powerful.
Moreover, Elf will not sit idly by and ignore the internal concessions between the two major alliances.
Not worth it.
Green Dragon Stop thinking too much and focus on the battle in front of you.
The specific process cannot be seen clearly by the soldiers on the ground.
They could only see that the clouds were constantly breaking up and the color of the sky was constantly changing. Sometimes it was red, sometimes it was emerald green, and sometimes it was a gray-black energy burst like Orc Destiny Rank.
The breaths intertwined together, like invisible giant beasts biting above the clouds.
The battle on the ground was equally fierce. Every soldier was fighting for his own survival. Legendary Realm were fighting on their own battlefields, and ordinary soldiers were pushing between the shield wall and the front line.
Time passes in the flames of war.
The sun shifts from noon to the west, and the shadows lengthen from west to east. The smoke on the battlefield shows a dirty orange-red color under the setting sun, which is somewhat similar to the rust-red color of the Redridge Mountains.
As a result, it set when the sun was heading west.
Orc Destiny Rank fell from the clouds.
His body smashed into a hill on the west side of the battlefield like a meteorite, smashing the entire hill into rubble. The shock wave uprooted the surrounding trees, and soil and rocks splashed around like raindrops.
He is not dead yet.
Orc stood up from the rubble. There was an obvious collapse in his chest, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.
This says it all.
He can still fight, but it is no longer possible to turn the tide of the battle. If he continues to fight, he may be killed here by Giant King and Greenwild Queen.
Orc Destiny Rank stood up from the rubble. Although his eyes were full of anger, there was also a trace of reason.
He glanced at the two opponents with a dark look, and then growled.
This is the signal to retreat.
Destiny Rank's instructions made the most enthusiastic Orc regain some clarity.
Their offensive was withdrawn like an ebbing tide.
The berserker warriors at the rear showed no fear in the face of the pursuing coalition forces, and even grinned. They were shouting, elated that they could continue to fight.
Being the queen means more battles, and more battles means more glory.
They brandished their battle axes and rushed towards the pursuing coalition forces, buying their comrades time to retreat.
"Greenwild warriors, guard the position!"
Seroel A cold voice sounded.
Greenwild Dragon and other minions of his family stopped their pursuit.
Giant and other races did not pursue him again.
The flank position where they are located has Magic Array boosters arranged in advance by Nausir, covering the entire flank defense area.
Within the Magic Array range, the coalition's Magic Power recovery speed is accelerated and their defense is enhanced.
If you leave the corresponding range, everyone will be weakened. Elf is designed in this way, on the one hand to enhance defense, and on the other hand to prevent the Allies from chasing away from the position without authorization.
Their responsibility is to defend the position, not to show off their strength and kill the enemy.
Besides, Orc is only temporarily retreating.
After they take a short break, they will come back again.
This is just the first wave of offensive today. According to Orc's combat habits, they will launch a second attack at night or at dawn on the next day.
The war is far from over.
After it calmed down, the smell of gunpowder smoke and Bloodshed became stronger.
Giant King Halduen is standing on the high ground on the west side of the battlefield.
His size is unmatched by anyone, not even dragons.
When standing there, it looked like a majestic and heavy mountain, with red hair dancing messily in the wind.
Looking at Green Dragon Queen on the other side, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he approached.
"It's an honor to fight alongside you, Queen of Greenwild."
he said.
Green Dragon Queen turned his head slightly, did not answer, and just nodded his chin.
She didn't want to talk more.
Giant King Silence.
The dull footsteps of soldiers collecting corpses could be heard on the battlefield. Someone was shouting in Dwarf in the distance. It was probably a certain Dwarf soldier who was counting the casualties of his compatriots. Farther away, an injured Rage Beast was making a low howl of death, and the sound was shrill.
Seroel Stretch your wings and prepare to stay away from this place.
Halduen spoke again.
"Half of my blood is dragon."
"My Dragonkin bloodline comes from my mother, who is a red dragon."
"So I don't have the deep-rooted hostility or even prejudice against Dragonkin like traditional Giant. I grew up in the pull of two bloodlines. I know what Dragon Race is like and I also know what Giant is like."
"I can understand the hatred on both sides, but I don't fully agree with it either."
Green Dragon Queen's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Giant King.
"Halduen, don't waste your or my time."
She said indifferently, "You have the blood of Dragonkin, but I don't have the blood of Giant. I only feel disgusted by your pursuit. Being pursued by a Giant makes me uncomfortable."
"Besides, I don't think you are really pursuing me. You have other purposes."
"Stop being hypocritical. This is disrespectful to you and me, the masters of a country."
Giant King thought for a while and nodded slowly.
His expression did not change and he spoke bluntly.
"Yes, I need your strength."
"My slumber is coming."
"It is too long for the current war. If I fall into a deep sleep, Giant Kingdom will lose the monarch, the coalition will lose a Destiny Rank-level combat power, and Orc will not wait for me to wake up."
"So, I need to break through Destiny Rank, the sooner the better."
He looked directly at Green Dragon Queen.
"I know that you have the talent to shorten the sleeping time. For this, I am willing to pay any price for your help."
He spoke very frankly and put the deal directly on the table.
The wind on the battlefield came from the direction of the hills on the west side, wrapped in ashes and Bloodshed air, and blew on Green Dragon Queen's scales.
"No."
She simply uttered one word, leaving no room for negotiation.
Giant King didn't ask why.
His eyes were dark and he just nodded, as if he had expected this result. From the moment he spoke his true purpose, he probably already knew the answer.
At the same time, Green Dragon Queen unfolded its dragon wings and soared into the sky.
The moment the wingspan was fully expanded, the wind pressure created a shallow pit on the ground, and gravel rolled down in all directions.
The war was suspended, and the coalition forces took the time to rest and recuperate.
The wounded were carried to the treatment area in the rear.
People who mastered healing spells shuttled among the wounded, using magic and potions to treat wounds. Dwarf craftsmen were repairing damaged weapons and armors. The sound of clanging knocks came from all directions in the camp. Human soldiers were distributing hot food. This was their first hot meal of the day.
Same goes for Giant.
Their tents were open-air without roofs.
This is Halduen's habit.
He didn't like having anything covering his head, even just a layer of canvas.
Before Pillar of Cloudpeak fell, most of the buildings in Giant were open-air. They liked the feeling of having the sky above their heads.
Halduen continues this tradition, even when marching and fighting.
The four walls of the camp were made of rough logs and animal skins, and were high enough for Halduen to stand up straight.
There was a bonfire burning in the center, and the light from the fire shone on the tent walls.
Halduen was sitting next to the campfire, with one leg bent and his forearm resting on his knee, staring at the flames.
He changed into a coarse linen shirt, with the collar spread out, revealing the old scars on his chest.
The curtain was opened.
Storm Giant Solarton bent down and walked in.
His body was much smaller than Halduen, but he was still relatively tall among the Giant clan. His face showed the fatigue of having just returned from patrolling in front of the battle, and his stomach shoulder straps were stained with Orc blood that had not yet dried.
He walked to the opposite side of the bonfire and asked eagerly before he sat down.
"Wang, what is the result of your discussion with Greenwild Queen?"
Halduen didn't look up. "She refused."
The bonfire burned a piece of wet wood, sparks flew up, flickered in the air and then disappeared.
Solarton was silent for a moment, then sat down.
"Then this is the last attempt and there is no other room for negotiation?"
he asked.
"Hmm.
", Halduen nodded.
Storm Giant did not show any disappointment.
On the contrary, his eyes lit up.
"Hey, then I just have an idea."
Halduen raised his eyelids and glanced at him. "Tell me about it."
Solarton leaned forward.
The light from the bonfire shone upward from his chin, casting two deep black shadows in his eye sockets, making his expression look much more sinister than usual.
"Orc will not back down. Today's wave is just a test. When they attack with the most ferocity...
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"Greenwild Kingdom's front will be pressed as tight as possible, and Vine Dragon will be beaten to pieces. Greenwild Queen will be distracted in the Destiny Rank level confrontation, and will most likely be injured."
"And our Giant's front can gradually move around to the side and rear of Greenwild."
"After repelling Orc, the whole army was relaxed. At that time, everyone was tired."
"At that time, we will rise up, attack Greenwild Queen, and capture her alive. Kill all her followers and minions. None of those dragons and Dragonkin can be spared. They must all be silenced. Other kingdoms are also like chickens and dogs. They will kill all the witnesses without leaving a single one alive."
"Then blame everything on Orc."
"Orc broke through the flank, Greenwild Kingdom's entire army was annihilated, Greenwild Queen died in battle, we Giant fought hard, and finally repelled Orc and regained the position. Even if Nausir's Elf had doubts, there was no evidence."
"During war, anything can happen."
The wind outside the tent blew in from the upper edge of the tent, and the bonfire was suppressed for a moment, and then sprang up again, burning even more fiercely than before.
After Solarton finished speaking, he stared at Halduen, waiting for his reaction.
Under his expectant gaze, Halduen slowly shook his head.
"Solarton, my siblings."
"Sneak attacks from behind and defections in the face of battle - I don't even bother to do such despicable things."
Halduen's tone was neither angry nor scolding.
He said unhurriedly, "During the days when Theresia was struggling, I played some dirty tricks, more than once. That place is not moral."
"But it's forced. It's something you can't help but get on your hands when you climb up from the mud."
"At that time, I was just an exiled Giant. I had no country and no power. If I wanted to survive and regain what belonged to me, I had to use all means."
He raised his gaze from the bonfire to Solarton's face.
"I never did that again, as you know very well."
"You are destined to never achieve anything and become a king just by relying on conspiracy. I have seen too many people who relied on conspiracy to rise to power and eventually died in the conspiracy."
"Backstabbing, sneak attacks, and framing blame are not things a king should do."
"I, Halduen, was born to save the fate of Giant. Whatever you want, I will get it with my strength.
His eyes fell back into the bonfire.
"Solving upright problems in an upright way is the way to be a king."
The tent was quiet for a while.
Solarton suddenly grinned, his smile looked very honest, his eyebrows were pressed down, and a few lines squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.
"This is the style of a king."
He nodded vigorously and praised, "Let me just say, the king is not that kind of person. I am too despicable. How can Yinghuo know what Lieyang is thinking?"
Halduen glanced at him.
"Stop pretending to be stupid in front of me."
"You know very well what kind of person I am, and you don't need to use such words to set me off."
Solarton's expression remains unchanged.
He raised his hand, scratched the back of his head, and asked with a smile, "Wang, how are you going to solve this matter now? There is another Red Emperor Pale Star behind Seroel."
Halduen thought for a while and spoke slowly.
"It's very simple. I will use the ancient traditions of the Giant family to solve problems."
Solarton nodded in agreement, obviously knowing what ancient tradition Halduen was talking about.
"During this period, Nausir and Elf will witness me, my strength and power, and how I get what I need in the way a king should."
The bonfire crackled.
The sparks rose and were blown away by the wind that poured into the tent, disappearing into the night.
In the distance, from the direction of the flanking positions, the low sound of the defense horn sounded.
Orc's campfires are further south, far and near, like a field of stars falling on the ground. There are more of them than yesterday, and follow-up troops are continuing to arrive.
the other side.
Greenwild Camp.
Green Dragon Amelia noticed the previous scene.
She stepped towards the queen and asked, "Sister, what did Giant King say to you?"
Greenwild Queen raised his head slightly, his eyes sharp.
"It's similar to what I thought. A being like him won't be immersed in ridiculous emotions. He just wants my power to prepare for the breakthrough Destiny Rank."
"Ridiculous feelings----"
Amelia muttered in his heart.
Sister, you are not qualified to say this...
She didn't say it.
You can just think about some things in your mind, but you will get beaten if you say them.
"So we are now at odds with Giant King?"
She changed the subject and said, "Maybe they are thinking of backstabbing us. How about striking first and taking advantage of this war to harm them?"
Green Dragon is a master of tricks.
Playing dirty tricks on Giants in the chaotic battlefield is as easy as breathing.
No need for careful planning, just do it at your fingertips.
Seroel thought for a moment and said, "Ordinary Giant is easy to talk about, but Halduen is difficult to solve."
"As long as this Giant King is still alive, there is little point in harming other Giant. It will make him have no worries."
Amelia thought about it and thought it made sense.
She then suggested. "Sister, you can pretend to agree to his request."
"First, get some good things from him through trading. Halduen has gathered a large number of Giant remnant people, and there must be some good things hidden in his hands."
"Then let Giant King fall into his dream and deal with him in your area."
Seroel shook his head slightly.
"Dream World is my home court."
"As long as I can get Giant King to put down his guard, I am confident that he will never wake up. However, this prerequisite is difficult to achieve.
"Rush implementation will only kill the fish and destroy the net."
"I may trap him, or I may be trapped by him, the risk is half and half, it's not worth it."
Amelia was in trouble and tilted his head to think.
But as if she thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh, what the hell is this?"
Green Dragon shook his head and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, thanks to your charm, sister, we Greenwild now have a powerful ally."
"No matter how strong this Giant King is, can he still defeat you and Red Emperor Pale Star together?"
Seroel didn't answer the question and just looked at the night sky.
In the night sky, twin moons hang high.
The light shone on the camp, on the battlefield, and on the bodies that had not yet had time to recover.
At the same time.
Orotara South, Redridge Mountains.
Night also shrouds this cursed land.
"Found you."
The hawks were circling in the night, their sharp eyes scanning an unattractive mountain.
With the field of view being distorted by Frenzied Flame and having to worry about Orc, Garos could only search for Rage Beast Lord and the meteorite with the naked eye.
Inefficient.
And this Rage Beast Lord seems to be sleeping, and its figure is never seen.
Fortunately, the mutated eyes also have wonderful uses.
While being blinded by Frenzied Flame, he gradually became able to see clearly the flow direction and some subtle changes of Frenzied Flame.
Countless small Frenzied Flame tracks, like countless trickles, eventually merged into the same river. He traced these tracks one by one and finally found this place.
From a normal perspective, this place is unremarkable.
An ordinary mountain peak, slightly higher than the surrounding mountains, but nothing special. The mountain is covered with sparse yellow vegetation. There are several caves on the mountainside, and the entrances of the caves are half covered by gravel.
In Frenzied Flame's field of vision, through the circulation of countless Frenzied Flame trajectories, Garos could see a group of prominent red light silently under the mountain peak.
Redridge Mountains The source of all Frenzied Flame Radiation is here.
"With luck, we should be able to win quickly."
Garos grinned.
Asleep?
As it happens, his favorite thing to shoot is fixed targets.
Atlant has already eaten a few of his Dragon Emperor's Alternate Dimension.
Don't favor one over the other.
Orotara It's time to try it too.
As for the complete meteorite, according to reliable information, this Destiny Rank-level Rage Beast Lord will swallow it as its own source of power and is not afraid of being crushed directly.
Whoosh.
The falcon flaps its wings and soars into the sky.
Its figure expanded rapidly in the moonlight, changing from the size of an eagle to the size of a giant dragon in just a few breaths.
The dragon wings spread out, blocking the starlight.
Red Iron Dragon's complete form appeared, its scales glowing with a cold metallic luster in the night.
The next moment, flames shot in and out of the gaps in the scales, and the second pair of arms and claws burst out of the body, followed by the third pair, and then two additional majestic and vicious heads.
Garos opens the three-headed and six-armed state in seconds.
Not only that, he started Aura Burst.
Golden flames spurted out from under the scales, flowing like liquid flames along the six arms and claws.
The gas flames flowed through the forearms, elbows, and claw tips, condensing into blazing light spots at the claw tips, and then rushed upwards to surround the entire dragon.
From a distance, it looks like a golden sun suddenly lighting up in the night sky.
Immediately, the six arms were folded in front of the chest.
The centers of the claws face each other, and the gas flames converge toward the center and are compressed.
The prototype of a Dragon Aura Bomb was formed between the six claws. It was only the size of a fist at first, then expanded to the size of a head, then to the size of a grinding plate, and then to the size of a house... Each expansion was accompanied by a violent surge of arrogance.
The golden color is getting thicker and brighter.
The three songs Red Iron Dragon spit out Dragon Breath at the same time and poured them into Dragon Aura Bomb.
Instead, the size of Dragon Aura Bomb began to shrink, shrinking to the size of a head, shrinking from a head to a fist, and then expanding again. This cycle repeated, and each contraction and expansion doubled the energy density of Dragon Aura Bomb.
The golden light gradually turned into dazzling white.
It is like a Star that has been forcibly held down and may explode at any time.
What do the Rage Beasts in the Redridge Mountains feel.
Countless scarlet eyes lit up from caves, ravines, and under gravel. Their instincts told them that death was about to come.
Then they started to run away.
Rage Beasts rushed out of their hiding places and ran in all directions like ants on a hot pot.
Click click click.
The mountains below also trembled.
The seemingly ordinary mountain peak made a dull sound from the inside, as if some giant thing was turning over. The mountain began to crack, cracks spread from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and gravel rolled down from the cracks.
Rage Beast Lord was awakened.
But, it's too late.
Red Iron Dragon Six arms push together.
Dragon Aura Bomb broke away from the control of the six claws and began to fall.
The trajectory of its fall is not fast, it even seems to be slow.
However, this is a false perception caused by the space being torn apart.
It seems slow but is actually fast.
When the eyes see it still in mid-air, it has actually landed on the mountain.
Space collapses.
It collapsed and flew around like broken glass, and the fragments spread in all directions, revealing the dark void below, which was filled with arrogance.
Dragon Aura Bomb broke out.
Light and arrogance intertwined together, turning into a ball of light that penetrated heaven and earth, with black and white intersecting.
The outermost white light engulfed everything.
Mountain peaks, ravines, fleeing Rage Beast, and withered vegetation melted in the light like ink stains in water.
Then comes the shock wave. The circular air wave flattens the terrain outwards with the impact point as the center, and the rocks are directly vaporized in the high-temperature air wave.
Wherever the air wave passed, the ground was cut off layer after layer, and the terrain of the Mountain Range was completely changed within a few breaths.
A huge gap appeared in the middle of the Redridge Mountains. It was as if something had chewed off a piece of the originally long mountain, leaving a smooth section.
Complete peaks no longer exist.
What replaced it was a collapsed sinkhole with a terrifying diameter.
The walls of the pit are as smooth as a mirror, made of glass-like material that was melted and then cooled by the instantaneous high temperature. In the center, except for dense spatial cracks, nothing is still standing.
Except Rage Beast Lord.
Its original appearance is no longer visible.
At this time, its flesh and blood evaporated, leaving only a skeleton.
The skeleton is black, with dark red light seeping from the bone seams, and the joints are connected by dark red energy threads, like a huge specimen strung together by red threads, with a meteorite embedded in the chest.
"Still alive?"
Red Iron Dragon blinked in surprise.
He was hit in the front by his full-power Dragon Aura Bomb, and even he himself couldn't withstand it.
Ordinary Destiny Rank should be wiped out.
The vitality of this Rage Beast Lord is indeed strong.
At the same time.
Countless blood streaks exploded from the surface of the meteorite.
They spurt out from the cracks in the meteorite and spread along the skeleton, like countless red worms crawling on the black bones.
Wherever it passes, new muscle fibers, fascia, and blood vessels are formed out of thin air.
The muscle fibers cover the bones layer by layer, changing from deep red to dark red, and then to a red color close to fresh flesh. The fascia wraps the muscles like a white net, fixing the muscle fibers in different directions together.
It's like someone is adding flesh and blood to each piece.
Rage Beast Lord's chest began to reshape, the abdominal cavity began to close, and the muscles of the limbs began to swell again.
This is the Superspeed Regeneration of Destiny Rank Rage Beast.
However, Garos didn't give it a chance.
The six arms are folded, and the dragon wings are folded.
He fell straight down from the sky like a red-gold meteorite. A sonic boom exploded behind him. White rings spread out in circles. The flames of arrogance dragged a trail through the night sky, as straight as a knife cutting from the sky to the bottom of the pit.
Rage Beast Lord's skull is covered with a layer of flesh and blood.
However, Garos has arrived in front of it.
A claw poked out.
Red Iron Dragon's right front paw pierced Rage Beast Lord's chest. The tip of the claw penetrated the regenerating flesh and blood and penetrated deep into his chest.
The tips of his claws closed and latched onto the surface of the meteorite.
The temperature of the meteorite was extremely high, and Frenzied Flame emerged from the meteorite and spread upward along the tips of his claws, trying to erode his flesh, flesh and will.
Garos ignored these and pulled hard.
The moment the meteorite left the chest, Rage Beast Lord froze.
Its skeleton seemed to have lost its support, and began to collapse outward from the chest. The bones fell apart one by one, and hit the glazed ground with a crisp sound.
The newly formed flesh and blood lost the support of the skeleton and slipped from the bones like melted wax.
Garos holds the meteorite in his claws.
At this time, space is still chaotic.
The aftermath of Dragon Aura Bomb has not dissipated, and countless spatial cracks are still spreading around, hanging around like spider webs, with a dark and dark luster on the edges.
This is a window period.
The spatial chaos caused by Dragon Aura Bomb can obscure the spatial trajectory.
The dense cracks are like countless distorted mirrors, and any attempt to track them through spatial fluctuations will be interfered with and misled by them.
But it won't last long.
Space cracks are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The smallest cracks have begun to disappear, the edges of medium-sized cracks are closing, and the largest cracks are also shrinking.
Garos has no time to appreciate the damage he has caused.
There is a lot of movement here, and it will definitely attract some attention.
He put away the meteorite, and his six arm claws stretched out at the same time, grabbing the space in front of him.
Spell-Annihilating Claw's ability to tear apart space was pushed to the extreme at this moment, cracks were born under the tips of his claws, and were torn apart into a portal large enough to accommodate his entire body.
Garos got in without hesitation, and the crack closed behind him.
Soon after.
A figure stepped out from the southern night sky.
A Orc.
His body shape is not exaggerated, he is taller than the ordinary Orc, but that's it. His body is even considered thin among Orc, and his muscle lines are long and tight, like fine steel that has been forged countless times.
The skin is dark brown, and the naked upper body does not have any war marks or decorations.
His facial features are considered regular among Orc, and can even be said to be ruggedly handsome, with tall bones, a strong jaw line, and prominent brow bones, casting deep shadows in the eye sockets.
Standing on the edge of the collapse pit, Orc looked down at the pile of weathered bones at the bottom of the pit.
He raised his hand and scratched the air in front of him.
The remaining spatial fluctuations flowed between his fingers, like water and smoke.
Can't catch it.
I can't tell the direction either.
Compared with time, the number of strong people who master space skills is greater.
There are only a few beings who can interfere with time, and space is relatively easy. At least above Legendary Realm, there are many powerful people who have dabbled in space abilities to a greater or lesser extent.
However, this also requires corresponding talent.
Not everyone can master it.
This Orc is very strong and is one of Demigod from Cantum. However, he does not have much experience in space.
In the dense space cracks, it was difficult for him to trace the target, and those spider web-like cracks were just a mess in his eyes.
"The sacrifices prepared for my god were destroyed...
", Orc Demigod took back his hand, anger rolling in his eyes.
Rage Beast Lord was able to grow to the Destiny Rank level in the south because of the indulgence of Orc. According to the original plan, when it wakes up this time and becomes stronger and fatter, Orc will sacrifice it to Deity in exchange for more powerful power.
However, the plan was interrupted.
Orc's anger was surging and uncontrollable. He glanced at Nausir's Elven Moon, snorted coldly, then turned around and disappeared from here.
The night in the south gradually returned to silence.
However, the night sky in the north was suddenly torn apart. Orc Demigod airborne here and fought fiercely with Elf Immortal One in the main battle area. The sound of earth shattering continued all night long.
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