Yes, how can a monster that only exists in fantasy compare to a real dragon?
Although Noya's temporary body wasn't very large, it was enough to intimidate the soldiers who had never seen a dragon before.
With a powerful flap of her wings, she instantly rose into the air, forcing the soldiers on the city wall to look up at her.
Meanwhile, the Soul Returner below were still launching a desperate charge, and the Holy Crusaders had to keep a close eye on what was below in order to hold the city walls, making them hesitant and fearful.
Under the officers' repression, the well-trained Holy Crusaders once again held firm and actually did not start to flee on the spot.
This scene drew gasps of amazement from Ed, Nuowa, and the others in the distance.
How could you possibly resist running away from this?
However, Ed was by no means a benevolent person at this moment. Since the other party could hold back, then he wouldn't be surprised if he continued to escalate the situation.
" Little Blue, keep the pressure on them."
Ed said in a communications from the Root Network.
"Yes, boss!"
Noya's cheerful voice rang out. As a dragon, she naturally harbored a desire to toy with the weak, much like a pet cat would do when it sees a cockroach or a mouse.
At this moment, Noya was circling in the air, and the air currents she created even caused some friendly Soldier Bee to experience severe turbulence.
The sunlight streaming down from the sky, partially blocked by the shadow, cast Shadow shaped like a giant dragon.
The Shadow cast by the statues moved swiftly along the city wall, constantly putting pressure on the minds of the Holy Crusaders soldiers.
"Waaah~"
After flying back and forth, the plant dragon high in the sky opened its mouth, simulating the roar of a Stuka bomber.
Noya flapped her wings, raising her body slightly again, and the instant she reached her highest point, she launched into a super dive.
The Holy Crusaders soldiers on the city walls were initially focused on defending against the onslaught of the Soul Returner below, but they felt the shadows growing stronger, the air rushing past their ears, and the dragon roars distorting due to the Doppler effect...
They finally couldn't hold back any longer!
The first Holy Crusaders raised his head and, upon seeing the dragon growing ever larger and closer, gasped in astonishment.
Following closely behind were the second and third Holy Crusaders...
The feeling was like discovering a plane about to crash beneath your feet; at that moment, all they felt was boundless fear.
"Help!"
"Aaaaaah!"
"Run!"
"Get into town quickly!"
Amidst the cacophony of wails and cries for help, the unfortunate Holy Crusaders chosen by Noya finally lost all will to resist and turned to flee into the city.
Seeing that he couldn't suppress the Holy Crusaders' escape attempts no matter how hard he tried, the Stained Ones had temporarily taken command of the force, became increasingly anxious.
These guys didn't do anything too bad, so being caught would just mean imprisonment and forced labor.
But myself... but myself...
A different kind of fear, entirely different from that of facing a dragon, crept into the hearts of the Stained Ones.
That's far more terrifying than a dragon.
What to do? What to do?
He anxiously muttered to himself, watching the fleeing soldiers and wondering if he could infiltrate them by disguising himself.
Just then, the Stained Ones suddenly felt something was wrong with the texture of his hand. He looked down and saw that a flower had grown in his hand without him noticing.
The petals were delicate and numerous, their color a vivid, blood-red, resembling a spider lily rooted in his flesh and blood.
This was not his ordinary Symbiotic Tree, but... but Lord Sailesi's unpredictable symbiotic plant.
It is said that he named his spider lily "[ Dream of Rebirth ]".
The moment the gaze fell upon that flower, a new memory, received without prior knowledge, suddenly flooded into the Stained Ones's mind.
Sailesi's authoritative voice lingered in his ears:
"If things cannot be done, then use my symbiotic plants."
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
His own excited voice followed closely behind.
The Stained Ones doesn't know when they experienced this memory, but at least it seems—very believable, isn't it?
He looked at the spider lily in his palm, which had fully bloomed, watching it mature and unfold little by little, and then, with a burst of muscle power, he severed the blood supply to it.
The Holy Crusaders soldiers under my command haven't gone too far yet, now's the time!
With that thought, he had no more hesitation and crushed the delicate red spider lily with his right hand.
"Snap!"
As I crushed the vibrant red flower in my hand, the sound I heard was neither the dull thud of a flower being trampled nor the crisp crack of dry leaves being crushed, but rather a sharp, shattering sound like glass being smashed.
Those Stained Ones clearly see that everything in their field of vision first becomes increasingly abstract, and then becomes more and more exaggerated.
As reds become redder and blues become bluer, and saturation continues to rise, the outlines and appearances of things also begin to change little by little.
In just a brief moment, the battlefield before them came to a complete standstill, then transformed into a sacred presence, much like the dome and murals on the walls of a church.
A moment later, the solemn religious murals shattered before his eyes, as if a church had been destroyed by a meteorite, revealing a gruesome battlefield beneath...
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Looking at the sky stained with blood and smoke, the Stained Ones roared in shock and rage.
Monsters, all monsters! They're all cruel monsters!
He had never been so aware of his own correctness, nor had he ever so readily agreed with the Stained Ones's ideology.
Yes, what they did was precisely to prevent the world from becoming like this!
"Stained with sin..."
He let out a low, hoarse shout.
"Pray for divine resurrection."
A voice sounded from beside him, and Sailesi appeared beside him with steady, measured steps.
The cardinal patted him on the shoulder but said nothing.
The Stained Ones roared and then abruptly raised his head, looking at the Holy Crusaders soldiers who had been corrupted by his actions, and shouted:
"Hold the walls! Launch a counterattack!"
The fleeing soldiers, as if witnessing an even greater terror, turned back to his side.
Fear still lingered in their eyes, but the fighting spirit that erupted from that fear powerfully overwhelmed it, displaying unparalleled might.
As the monsters approached the city walls, the Holy Crusaders once again formed ranks, and battle cries echoed through the air:
"Hold the walls and launch a counterattack!"
Roars echoed beneath Noya, but the Blue Dragon paid no attention to what they were shouting. In her eyes, those Holy Crusaders were nothing more than insects in the eyes of a pet cat.