Chapter 537
The Three-Headed, Six-Armed Red Emperor: More Demonic Than a Demon
Chapter 537 The Three-Headed, Six-Armed Red Emperor: More Demonic Than a Demon
April 27, 462 AD, noon.
When the sun was at its fiercest, four bugle calls rose simultaneously from the four directions of the battlefield, intertwining and echoing across the vast expanse of heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, war drums sounded from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.
The voice was deep and resonant, growing more urgent and heavier with each strike, striking the chest of every soldier.
"attack!"
The orders were relayed to every corner of the army through magical communication, flag signals, horns, and the shouts of messengers.
Then, the earth began to tremble.
From above, four torrents of steel and flesh swept toward the demon fortress, rapidly approaching it, while the demons were already on high alert.
On the northern route, the Red Emperor hovers high in the sky.
"My people, fight for your emperor!"
His voice boomed and resounded throughout the entire army.
Brief and unquestionable.
The Aura Legion was the first to respond.
The ogres and trolls of the Shattering Hammer chapter roared deafeningly, their heavy armor clashing with a metallic clang.
They marched forward, each step causing the ground to tremble, like a moving steel wall, steadily advancing towards the Demon Fortress.
The pace wasn't fast, but every step was taken with unwavering determination.
On both flanks, the crimson cavalry began to accelerate.
The sound of horses' hooves thundered in unison, and spears were held horizontally, their tips gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
The golem array followed closely behind, its engines humming as they started, steam valves at the joints spewing out white mist, and the giant sword and shield rising into battle stance.
The warriors of steely will closely flank the golem, fighting alongside it.
The legions of other Romanian countries were not idle either.
Matnah's golem army spread out on the left flank, their movements more synchronized; the dwarven army on the right flank, their sturdy warriors already forming tight ranks; and the human alliance from various kingdoms provided support in the center, filling the gaps in the battle line.
The legions of the Romanian nations, centered around the Aura Legion, formed a sharp dagger, piercing the demonic defenses.
The Devil's Fortress also reacted.
The flames on the city wall suddenly flared up, as if they had been doused with oil.
A piercing shriek came from within the fortress; it was the roar of a demon, filled with violence and madness.
A black tide surged forth.
That was the vanguard of the demon army, with an almost endless number of lesser demons and cowards at the very front.
These cannon fodder were the most numerous, swarming forward like locusts, squeaking and yelling. Their numbers even far exceeded those of Aura's Iron Will Battle Group. They had almost no formation, just surging forward on instinct. Some even tore each other apart during the charge, using the severed limbs of their comrades as weapons.
Following closely behind was the Iron Cavalry Demon.
These demon cavalrymen were even larger than the Aura centaurs, and their bodies were covered in natural horny armor.
Their hooves thundered as they trod across the earth.
The Iron Knight Demons wield various heavy weapons, primarily black and purple in color, and are generally crafted from abyssal materials, possessing the characteristic of corroding flesh and soul.
In the sky, swarms of vultures rose up, like a dark cloud.
They let out piercing screams that could cause splitting headaches and even mental breakdowns. Some griffin riders covered their ears, and their mounts began to whine anxiously.
Roar!
The dragons roared, their deep voices instantly drowning out the eagle demons' screams.
When people are enemies of dragons, they can't help but feel fear when they hear their roars and see their figures, but when they fight alongside dragons, they can feel an unparalleled sense of security.
"Ranged units, fire!"
Commands were passed down through the ranks.
The next moment, arrows, crossbow bolts, magic missiles, and alchemical bombs rained down.
The dwarven crossbowmen pulled their triggers, and bolts shot out at several times the speed of sound, pinning the charging imps to the ground in strings; Matnah's ranged golems fired cannonballs from their backs, which exploded upon landing, engulfing everything in flames and shrapnel; Aura's golems raised their arms, and the cannons mounted on them roared, firing solid explosive projectiles that exploded upon impact with power comparable to high-level explosive fireballs.
On the other side, the demon warlocks created corrosive acid rain, fire clouds, and lightning.
The bones on the Thorn Spear Demon continued to grow, and with the contraction and expansion of its muscles, it shot countless thorn spears into the sky, raining down on the Romanian legion.
The demons had no intention of holding out within the fortress.
They are also charging forward.
Thus, braving the baptism of long-range artillery fire, both sides passed over their fallen comrades and gradually approached each other.
The fierce battle first took place in the air.
The air power of the North clashed fiercely with the army of eagles.
A giant eagle rider attempted to flank, thrusting his lance into the chest of a vulture demon. However, the vulture demon's agility was beyond imagination; with a nimble side somersault, it dodged the thrust, its talons tearing through the feathers and flesh of the giant eagle's wing.
The giant eagle cried out and lost its balance.
The next second, a huge shadow enveloped the vulture demon.
A giant claw covered in blue scales descended from above with lightning speed, seized the vulture's head, and crushed the hideous skull to pieces with a slight effort.
It was a blue dragon.
Among the dragons, the race that rules the skies, blue dragons are particularly adept at aerial combat.
Each blue dragon was wreathed in lightning, its speed and agility surpassing that of the eagle demons. Wherever it passed, eagle demons turned into corpses and fell to the ground.
They danced to their hearts' content, using the sky as their stage.
Those sky knights, aerial golems, and so on, at this moment, were merely accompaniments to the dragons, like backup dancers.
As the two armies drew near, the emperor's sons also began to move.
Garclaw was always the first to charge out.
This son of the Red Dragon Emperor, in addition to inheriting his father's strong physique and Dragon Jade talent, is also known for his strict self-discipline, with a training intensity far exceeding that of his other brothers.
However, he did not soar into the sky.
Red dragons dislike battles that require flying and chasing.
At the moment the ground forces clashed, he swooped down from the flank.
"Use your blood to forge my legend!"
Garrosh roared, his dragon wings folded tightly, and like a burning meteorite, he crashed straight into the densest horde of demons.
Boom!
Smoke and dust mixed with demonic blood and severed limbs shot into the sky.
As the dust settled, the proud figure of the red dragon was revealed, surrounded by the decaying corpses of demons.
But this bloody scene did not frighten the demons; instead, it completely aroused their ferocity.
More great demons and berserkers howled and rushed towards the behemoth from all directions.
Garclaw let out a triumphant laugh, his thick dragon tail sweeping across and snapping the three-headed demon in half at the waist; his forepaws slammed down, smashing the head of a berserker demon into its chest cavity.
He fought valiantly, his body constantly bearing new small wounds, but he paid no heed.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in from behind.
An exceptionally strong berserker demon leaped high into the air, gripping a massive abyssal battle axe in its claws, and slashed down fiercely at the red dragon's relatively vulnerable neck.
call!
The blazing dragon energy surged forth, coalescing and shaping on either side of Garclaw's shoulders and neck, transforming into two thick arms.
The berserker in mid-air suddenly stopped moving.
Its upper body was firmly gripped by a giant dragon claw.
This demon was over six meters tall and had bulging muscles, but it still appeared small and weak in front of the dragon.
Garclaw tried to squeeze it, but found that the other's body was unusually tough, and he failed to kill it in one pinch.
He simply twisted his dragon head, and his huge mouth full of sharp teeth bit into the berserker demon's head. With a sudden tug, he tore off the head and swallowed it whole.
The flesh and blood of demons are hard to swallow.
However, García enjoyed the thrill of devouring his enemies alive.
"My blood stains my scales, my skull forges the throne!"
"Ha! The rotting flesh of the abyss has a unique flavor! Who else wants to fill my stomach?"
The red dragon roared, completely oblivious to the increasing wounds on its scales.
With claws, wings, and fangs, he seemed born for war; every part of his body was a weapon of destruction, wreaking havoc among the demon legions.
However, the devil is not a lamb to the slaughter.
A brain demon leader, hidden behind a multitude of demons, used its massive, grooved brain tissue to lock onto the rampaging Garclaw.
boom!
An invisible psychic shockwave struck the red dragon's head like a heavy hammer.
In that instant, dozens of demons around them seized the opportunity.
Claws, fangs, and weapons burning with evil fire rained down on the red dragon like a storm, leaving more sparks and wounds on his tough scales.
"This little bit of pain..."
Garclaw shook his massive head, recovering from the mental shock.
"It can only make me happier!"
He swept his tail across, snapping one of the great demons in half at the waist, and then slammed down with his front paws, smashing the head of another into its chest cavity.
The brain demon maintained its distance, preparing to attack again.
However, although Galkro was at the forefront, he was not fighting alone.
A shadowy mass surged behind the Brain Demon.
The black dragon's claws reached out silently, and by the time the brain demon reacted, it was too late.
Tear!
Its claws pierced through the psionic barrier and tore through flesh. Before the surrounding demons could attack, the black dragon killed the brain demon, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the shadows.
Garclaw charged back and forth on the front.
Salia lurks in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to ambush and kill warlocks or psionicists among the demons.
at the same time.
On the other side of the battlefield, a blue dragon's wings transformed into azure lightning, soaring at extremely high speed through the low sky, turning countless demons into charred remains.
Blue Dragon, Gerald, the adopted son of the Red Emperor.
He mastered the elementalization skill before adulthood and made a brilliant contribution in the battle of the Lion Plateau, thus gaining the attention and recognition of the Red Emperor.
Laria is also fighting.
Despite being a red dragon, he remained remarkably calm and rational, circling in mid-air and unleashing a deep dragon roar as he constructed his spell.
The next second, the last syllable fell.
Rumble!
The earth collapsed, torn apart by the magical effect, forming numerous fissures. Then, countless streams of lava flowed backward, like a volcanic eruption, burying and devouring all the demons in the area.
And this is just the beginning.
The roar of dragons echoed continuously in Laria.
He constructed one large-scale spell after another, and countless flames and lightning bolts were born as a result.
Among the many Aura Dragons who value physical strength and prefer close combat, Laria chose the magic-based path, practicing both lightning and fire magic.
The number of demons who died under his spells even exceeded that of Garrosh.
Just then, a Blood Lion Demon leader noticed the red dragon, who was skilled in magic.
The dragons consider it an honor to slay demons, and the demons themselves long to taste dragon blood. During a break in a spell, the Blood Lion Demon roared.
Roar!
The sound waves materialized and swept across the red dragon's body, causing it to be momentarily dazed.
At the same time, an abyssal aura burst forth from the Blood Lion Demon, transforming into a pair of illusory wings. It shattered the ground, flapping its wings as it charged toward the Red Dragon.
When Laria regained consciousness, the Blood Lion was already within reach.
This is a humanoid demon, smaller than a berserker demon, but with a pair of indestructible claws, a ferocious face, thicker and longer fangs, and a thick mane around its neck, making it extremely fierce.
Laria stared at the approaching Blood Lion Demon, her eyes unmoved.
Clusters of red lotus-like patterns lit up on his body, his aura surged, and his body expanded a lot in the blink of an eye, his dragon scales as red-hot as branding irons.
"Dirty idiot."
The red dragon whispered, swatting away the Blood Lion Demon's attack with one claw and landing the other on its chest.
Its speed was so fast that it seemed to be completed in an instant.
The action is swift and powerful, a signature move of the Warrior Dragon.
Laria does indeed primarily use magic-based abilities, but he also incorporates warrior-based abilities. Combined with his innate Crimson Form and powerful physique, he is no weaker than a typical red dragon who primarily uses martial arts in melee combat.
Bang!
The Blood Lion Demon's chest collapsed, and it chased after the earth at an even faster speed than it had come, smashing out a deep crater.
However, it is not dead yet.
Demons are resilient; even if they are hit head-on by a red dragon's attack, they will not die instantly.
The Blood Lion Demon roared as it rose from the deep crater in the ground.
But what awaited it was thunder from the heavens.
Boom boom boom!
Laria's spell was complete. He spread his wings, and dozens of bolts of lightning struck down from his body, killing the Blood Lion Demon and the demons around him.
The emperor's sons performed exceptionally well.
Meanwhile, the Shattering Hammer Chapter and the Demon Vanguard have already clashed.
This was a clash of blood and flesh.
Aura's heavy units average over four meters in height, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, making them incredibly strong. Coupled with their heavy armor and weapons, each one looks like it's cast in steel.
On the demon side, the Berserker Demon is even larger.
However, in terms of strength, these demons were not as strong as the elite of the Shattered Star Hammer, and were actually rather thin.
A cannibal centurion roared, wielding a massive warhammer with both hands.
Opposite them was a berserker demon, also wielding a giant hammer.
boom!
The weapons clashed, unleashing a ring-shaped shockwave.
"For the Emperor!"
The ogre roared, and flames suddenly erupted from the end of its hammer, knocking the berserker's weapon away before slamming it heavily into its chest.
collapse!
The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
The Berserker's chest was severely caved in.
However, it seemed to feel no pain, and drew another double-edged axe from its waist, hacking at the ogre's head.
The ogre used his arm armor to block.
Sparks flew as the berserker's counterattack tore through the steel armor, leaving a bloody gash on the ogre's skin.
But that's it.
The ogre kicked the demon's knee, shattering it and sending it crashing to its knees. Before it could swing its axe again, the ogre stomped on the demon's body and smashed its warhammer down on its head.
Bang!
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
The headless body of the berserker convulsed and struggled, and the axe cut another wound into the ogre's leg before finally killing him completely.
A blood lion demon pounced and bit the throat of the ogre leader who had just regained his footing.
The ogre braced himself against the lion's head with his left hand, and with his right hand drew a spare dagger from his waist, stabbing the demon in the abdomen.
The Blood Lion Demon cried out in pain and released its grip, but its claws tore open the ogre's breastplate, leaving a deep wound that exposed bone. The ogre roared and smashed the lion demon's nose with its headbutt, then plunged a short sword into its eye and stirred it until the blood lion demon stopped moving.
In a one-on-one fight, Aura's ogres weren't much stronger than these demons.
However, their superior equipment, enabling them to attack or defend better, still gives them the upper hand in battles against demons.
At this moment, a group of Ironclad Demons charged in.
"Hold the line! Shield wall!"
The ogre leader roared, daring not to be negligent.
Centered on him, the surrounding warriors began to shrink back, their heavy shields closing in to form an iron defensive line, with greatswords and battle axes protruding from the gaps in the shields like the quills of a hedgehog.
The demon's charge slammed into the shield wall with a dull thud.
Before they could continue their attack, the centaur cavalry charged in, disrupting the Ironclad Demons' formation.
Similar to the situation with the Shattering Hammer, the elite centaurs of the Crimson Iron Cavalry, though smaller in size, were stronger than the Iron Cavalry Demons. They were well-trained and, with their superior armor and weapons, directly chased after the Iron Cavalry Demons and charged into battle.
Meanwhile, the golems belonging to the [Mechanical Heart] faced off against the war behemoths of the demon legion.
They didn't roar like ogres, nor howl like demons; they simply swung their swords, raised their shields, and fired their cannons silently, accompanied by the hum of their engines.
One of the golems charged at the forefront. Before it stood a massive, monstrous beast.
This is a massive, six-legged war beast covered in bone plates and thorns. When it charges, its spine cracks with each vertebra, making it unstoppable as it crashes into the alchemical golem.
Buzz!
The engine is running at full power.
The golem raised its tower shield with its left arm, holding it up in front of it.
Steel clashed with flesh and blood, sparks flew.
The monstrous beast roared, its six legs stomping the ground, shoving the golem backward with a brutal force. The ground beneath the golem cracked, and the hydraulic system hissed under the strain, but its left arm, holding the shield, held it firmly, while its right arm, wielding the greatsword, slammed down, the blade embedding itself in the gaps in the beast's bone plates.
Buzz!
The serrated blade spun, slicing through the giant beast's bones, armor, and flesh.
The behemoth cried out in pain, violently swung its head, and its massive jaws, filled with fangs, snapped at the golem's breastplate.
The golem raised its shield and smashed it open, while its greatsword simultaneously thrust upwards, piercing through the weak spot in the beast's jaw, penetrating its mouth, and reaching its cranial cavity.
The roar of the skeletal behemoth abruptly ceased, its body twitched a few times, and finally collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Just then, a shadow loomed over.
Another giant beast with a hundred eyes, which had been lying in wait for a long time, broke out of the ground.
This is a monstrous demonic beast that resembles a giant centipede, with hundreds of eyes covering its body.
Whoosh whoosh!
The dense petrifying rays struck the golem.
The magic resistance runes shone brightly, but it was still inevitably petrified, its body frozen in place.
The Hundred-Eyed Beast roared, tearing through the armor on the golem's back, destroying its engine, and ripping apart its sword-wielding arm.
The petrification effect has ended.
However, the golem, which should have been extinguished, suddenly emitted an unprecedentedly intense light from its eyes.
"For...His Majesty Ignas!"
A deep roar emanated from this steel body.
It raised its giant shield and, with a speed defying its damaged structure, slammed it down on the hundred-eyed behemoth, shattering its carapace.
Boom boom boom!
The giant shield rose and fell repeatedly until the Hundred-Eyed Demon Beast was reduced to a pulp.
Only then did the golem stop all its movements and collapse with a crash.
This is not an isolated case.
In the fierce battle, many golems, even those that had reached the point of being unusable, were still able to unleash illogical power.
If you look closely, you can discover that it's not just the golems.
Almost all alchemical creations powered by black oil, including the alchemical weapons of the Aura warriors, can always unleash unbelievably powerful abilities.
This is thanks to the development of the Fairy Wilderness.
Black oil obtained from the Immortal Wilderness can imbue inanimate objects with intense emotions, forming a 'machine soul'. Alchemical creations, under the blessing of the machine soul, are transformed as if reborn.
The two flanks of the Romanian army.
Other kingdom legions also fought fiercely amidst the demonic tide, each displaying their unique strengths.
The golems of the Kingdom of Matna have no machine souls.
These constructs behave more uniformly, strictly following predetermined procedures, or being controlled by alchemists in combat.
The dwarves of Cambrook also performed remarkably well.
These sturdy warriors wielded runic battleaxes and heavy hammers, specializing in attacking the lower body.
A dwarf warrior nimbly rolled away, dodging the great demon's sweeping claws, and his battle axe slammed into the side of his knee.
The great demon roared in pain and lost its balance.
Another dwarf immediately rushed forward, smashing his ankle with a heavy hammer, causing him to fall completely, and then followed up with an attack, smashing his head.
They have extensive combat experience against enemies that are large in stature.
The human alliance's positions are the most heavily fortified.
The soldiers of Theo, Rebos, and Lorthern formed a solid shield wall and spear formation, cooperating with each other and advancing steadily, using discipline and formation to compensate for the lack of individual strength.
Among them, the human legion directly under Aura's command stands out.
These warriors, known as "pure-blooded Auras," are on average much taller and stronger than their peers, with their muscles stretching their armor taut.
The weapons they used were also much heavier.
Warhammers, greatswords, and long-handled axes whistled through the air in their hands, moving with the ease of an arm or finger. Their array was so powerful that most demons could hardly budge them, making them the hardest wedge in the human battle line.
Below the legendary level, the Romanian legion holds a clear advantage.
The situation is similar above the legendary level.
The war commander of the Kingdom of Aura, Gluttonous Demon Karu, is currently in the midst of a fierce battle.
His body was wreathed in crimson flames, a pair of massive, curved horns pointed skyward, and his wings were fully extended. Combined with his enormous body and ferocious appearance, at first glance he seemed more like a malevolent being from the abyss than the legendary ape demon opposite him.
The legendary ape demon opposite him looked much more harmless in comparison.
At this very moment, Karu is brutally beating up the Ape Demon.
The ape demon was considered tall among demons, but compared to him, it was like a child. Its attacks only left some insignificant wounds on Karu.
Karu grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth that resembled shark teeth.
He almost completely abandoned his defense, his thick arms slamming down in succession, each punch causing the abyss domain on the ape demon's body to flicker violently.
"Too weak! Too weak!"
He suddenly used his two dragon-energy arms to block the ape demon's two fists that were about to strike, while the muscles in his other two arms bulged and instantly entered a blood-bursting state, swelling up a large circle, and slammed heavily into the ape demon's face.
boom!
The domain, condensed with abyssal energy, shattered, demon heads deformed, and black blood and teeth splattered.
However, the ape demon's life force is also extremely strong.
This is not a serious injury.
The ferocity of its demonic bloodline erupted, and it roared as it charged toward Karu, engaging him in a fierce battle regardless of the consequences.
Whoosh!
An arrow gleaming with golden light pierced the air and hurtled towards us.
It possesses inherent divine attributes; wherever it passes, the abyssal aura in the air melts away like ice and snow.
The ape demon's instinct for danger made it want to turn its head to avoid it, but Karu's arm was like a shackle, firmly restraining its movements.
The arrow struck the ape demon's right eye.
Golden-white light surged into the skull.
"Ow—!"
The ape demon let out its most piercing scream since the start of the war.
Divine energy erupted within its skull, causing excruciating pain, like being torn apart by a thousand knives.
"Well done, Elvie!"
Karu let out a wild laugh, and his four fists pounded into the ape demon's head, neck, and chest like a pile driver.
Under the dual blows of the erosion of divine energy and Karu's ferocious beatings, the legendary ape demon's struggles grew weaker and weaker.
Ultimately, he was beaten to death.
Karu licked the demon blood that stained his fist and looked up at the sky to his right.
There, the Edge of Aura, the centaur Elvie, stood suspended in mid-air.
She wore light armor interwoven with silver and pale gold, the smooth lines of which perfectly outlined her agile figure, and held a legendary longbow in her hand.
Elvie did not participate in close combat.
However, her performance in the legendary battles was second to none.
Centaur's eyes swept across the entire front line, and everything within her range was within her sight. At the same time, because the abyssal aura around her was stronger than ever before, she felt her blood rushing and her mind becoming more focused than ever before. Even her whole body shone with a holy white light.
Her celestial bloodline was almost fully activated at this moment.
The second arrow was aimed at Shadow Fiend, who was locked in combat with the legendary White Dragon.
The Shadow Fiend excels at shadow leaps, his movements elusive, causing the White Dragon's attacks to repeatedly miss, while his counterattacks leave numerous dark marks on the White Dragon's body.
"Great King Ignas, grant me vision."
Elvie silently recited this in her heart.
Beneath the Dragon Throne!
Her eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, with stars shimmering around them, dazzling and brilliant.
The golden and white arrows were released from the bow.
It seemed to have anticipated the Shadow Fiend's landing point, piercing its chest the instant it emerged from the shadows.
The third arrow was aimed at the legendary eagle demon, which was constantly fleeing from the attacks of the Fire Prince.
Elvie seized the opportunity, her arrow piercing the right wing of the eagle demon. Holy energy corroded the wound, and the legendary red dragon pounced.
The fourth arrow was aimed at Gale Demon, who was fighting Russell.
Today, Russell has become a legend.
He transformed into a dragon-wolf, his body radiating golden lightning. He moved with incredible speed and launched a continuous barrage of attacks. However, the Gale Demon was equally skilled in speed and was of a higher level. The two figures flashed by, unable to defeat each other.
Whoosh!
Elvie's arrow arrived just in time, piercing the Wind Demon's weak point in the waist and abdomen.
The Wind Demon's movements froze instantly.
Russell, transformed into a dragon-wolf, would not miss this opportunity, and his giant maw shot out like lightning.
Aura's Edge kept nocking and drawing arrows with fluid movements. With each tremor of the bowstring, a dazzling golden-white meteor streaked across the battlefield. Every arrow appeared at the most critical moment, either relieving an embarrassment, inflicting heavy damage, or creating a chance for a fatal blow, causing the legendary powerhouses of the demon side endless suffering.
A demon is trying to attack the centaur.
However, the demons were at a disadvantage and preoccupied with their own problems, let alone attacking Elvie.
Moreover, Aura's Edge is not only capable of ranged attacks.
Time flew by amidst bloodshed, roars, and thunder.
The Romanian Northern Legion advanced steadily and slowly, as a unified force, crushing countless demon corpses as it drew ever closer to the fortress walls.
Advances on other fronts are also proceeding smoothly.
Eastern Front, Natakro Legion.
Among them, the warrior monks of the Kingdom of Farrell stood out the most.
They moved like the wind, their breath continuous.
All attacks—fists, feet, elbows, and knees—are precise and swift, capable of penetrating skin, flesh, and bones, and shattering internal organs.
boom!
The Sanda monk struck the Iron Cavalry Demon in the chest with a palm strike.
The demon's chest was intact, but a bulge appeared on its back, its internal organs shattered. Another monk dodged the battle axe and kicked the demon's knee joint, which snapped and bent backward.
At the legendary level, the demons are individually powerful, but their numbers are too small, so they are also overwhelmed.
On the western front, the entire sky was shrouded in dark clouds.
The blue dragons gained absolute air superiority, and countless bolts of lightning struck, exploding on the ground and turning all the demons within range into charred remains.
At the legendary level, there are two incredibly ferocious ancient blue dragons.
Lord of Storms, Lord of Tides.
They were Ramorion's two blood relatives. Although they had not yet reached the Grand rank, they were very close to it. No demon could withstand the attacks of these two ancient blue dragons.
Southern Front: The Saludian Legion.
The magic tower floated in mid-air, with spellcasters chanting on each floor, and spells raining down like raindrops.
Fireballs, ice spikes, chains of lightning, acid arrows... these low-level spells are almost endless.
At the same time, earth spikes rose from the ground, piercing the charging Ironclad Demons, and grease made the ground slippery, causing the demons to stumble and fall before being set ablaze by fireballs.
More advanced spells also emerged one after another.
A meteorite fell from the sky, crashing into the area where demons were most concentrated. Fiery clouds obscured the sky, and flames rained down, turning the demons into charred remains.
The soldiers here are actually the most relaxed.
Their primary task is to protect the magic tower, while simultaneously advancing steadily under the cover of magic.
The tide of battle is turning increasingly against the demons.
The fortress was surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Although the demons resisted fiercely and their counterattacks were not to be underestimated, the allied forces' resolve was as firm as iron, and they steadily advanced.
Ranged units have begun bombarding the fortress walls, continuously weakening its defenses.
Just then.
The fortress gates on the northern front have been opened again.
A figure stepped out.
Its muscles were bulging to an exaggerated degree, and its skin was dark red, covered with scars and bone spurs.
It wore no armor, for its skin was the best armor. Two giant battle axes were crossed on its back, with blood-like patterns flowing on the blades.
This is a berserker demon general.
The surrounding demons all parted to make way for it.
Its eyes swept across the battlefield, finally locking onto the skies above the Aura Legion.
There, the Edge of Aura radiated a holy light, making it very conspicuous.
"The scent of celestial beings"
The berserker demon general's eyes showed disgust, and then he began to charge.
Its speed was unbelievable; its body became a blur, smashing everything in its path, including demons. Demons that couldn't dodge in time were smashed into mincemeat.
boom!
It shattered the earth, like a shooting star against the sky, approaching Elvie.
The centaur's expression was solemn as he fired arrows at the Berserker Demon General. At the same time, the Berserker Demon General drew her battle axe from her back. With a burst of sparks flying, all of her arrows, which had previously hit their mark almost every time, were shattered by the Berserker Demon General.
"If it gets close, I will die."
Under the watchful gaze of the Berserker Demon General, Elvie sensed the danger of death.
However, she was not afraid.
Because the sky darkened.
It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun; a gigantic figure descended from the sky, blocking out the sunlight.
The Red Emperor, Galoth Ignas.
The dragon's wings blotted out the sky as it swooped down from the heavens at incredible speed, leaving a sonic boom trail behind it. The air was brutally torn apart, producing a continuous series of explosions.
The Berserker Demon General roared and abandoned his attack on Elvie.
Its two axes crossed upwards, and dark purple abyssal demonic energy gathered wildly on the axe blades, condensing into a thick shield wall. At the same time, its muscles swelled, bone spikes stood up, and purple demonic patterns lit up its body, indicating that it had entered a stronger combat form.
However, this still couldn't stop the dragon's impact.
The Red Emperor is unstoppable.
The giant dragon, carrying the berserker demon general, transformed into a black and red entangled meteor. It did not stop at the point of impact, but continued its momentum, smashing fiercely towards the north wall of the demon fortress behind it.
This scene was witnessed by legends on other fronts.
Despite the fierce fighting, they couldn't help but look towards the northern front.
hum!
On the city wall, light suddenly burst forth from the gaps between the purplish-black bricks.
Countless twisted runes appeared in a chain, forming a huge magic circle. Thick, blood-like abyssal energy surged out and condensed into a giant shield in front of the wall.
next second.
The meteorite crashed into the shield.
Boom!
With a dull thud, a fan-shaped shockwave erupted, turning everything nearby into a bloody mist.
The shield dented violently, its light flickered rapidly, and it was on the verge of collapse.
But it didn't break in the end.
On the cracked shield of the fortress's north wall, the Red Emperor's dragon body clung to it, his three pairs of vertical pupils indifferent and calm, gazing at the tiny demons as if looking down at ants in a bottle.
What kind of monster is this? Is it really a dragon?
The demons behind the shield looked up, their bodies trembling slightly.
Even they felt genuine fear in the face of such a ferocious and savage dragon.
At this moment, the Red Emperor had already activated his battle form.
Three majestic heads, six powerful arms.
Black and red dragon energy burned like flames on his body, and his fierce aura permeated the sky, making him look less like a dragon king of the material world and more like a dragon-shaped demon that crawled out of the bottom of the abyss, symbolizing destruction.
I originally intended to finish writing this all at once, but I had a lot of things to do today and got home too late. I stayed up until after 10 p.m. but still couldn't finish. Please forgive me. I will probably be able to update more frequently after the New Year.
(End of this chapter)