Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 138: Invasion of Custer City
In the next few days, the Golden Legion's troops occupied the entire coastline, from the twin capes on the north side to the high peaks on the south side. The shallow white sand beaches and bushes near the forest were covered with black iron armor.

The old man possessed by Quetzalcoatl communicated with almost all the Pait tribes in the forest. These Pait people did not resist the iron hoof of the Golden Legion. On the contrary, they helped the Golden Legion cut down trees and open up a road to the great plains.

There is no doubt that gods exist on the Maztec continent, and there are many of them. In fact, according to the old man, the Quetzalcoatl that had met the Golden Legion actually only has its faith in this place they call the "Distant Forest".

Further away, the Paite people on the plains believed in other gods, such as Noura, the guardian of animals, Watir, the guardian of plants, and Kukul, the oldest Maztec belief, the father of ancient gods, who had never responded to the Paite people's prayers.

Compared with Quart, the old man said that other believers of the gods on the Great Plains would be extremely hostile to the Golden Legion. The Part tribe in the "Distant Forest" could help the Golden Legion, but they must promise to hand over the city of Ulatos to them for rule after conquering the entire Great Plains.

In return, the Pait people of the jungle will allow Helm and Vol'jin to enter the temple halls and become part of the Pait faith together with Quart.

Obviously, the Quetzalcoatl was a very cunning being. Not only did he sell out his own people, he also reached a cooperation with the colonists. Since there was the Quetzalcoatl behind the old man, General Cordel agreed to the cooperation without hesitation.

At this moment, on the other side of the jungle, a Payette couple and their children were working hard in the cornfield.

"Lolokut, don't run too far!"

The mother shouted at her child who ran to the bushes. These Payites were the inhabitants of a small town near the forest. They often brought their children to the edge of the plain to play, and taught them to thank Watir for allowing them to see such a lush jungle.

But today, it's different.

The little Payit man walked into the bushes and heard noisy sounds coming from the jungle not far away. There were also vibrating sounds inside the deep jungle, as if some monster was approaching.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The little boy stood there blankly, his heart beating faster and he suddenly felt very scared. It was an intuition, the intuition of humans facing wild beasts.

The next moment, a huge silver shadow rushed out from the jungle and flew into the sky. Behind that thing, there was a huge invisible hand that kept uprooting the trees.

One by one, strange people wearing black iron helmets walked out of the jungle, with cold metal swords on their waists and excitement and cruelty in their eyes.

The little boy's parents ran over screaming, grabbed the child and ran back.

No one stopped them because these colonists were full of disdain for the natives, and they would use their strength to make these dwarfs, who were a generation behind, despair.

A bloody war began.
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"Invaders! Army! Monsters!" The couple ran back to the city with their children, shouting wildly.

Although this is called a city, it is actually very simple. The stone walls surround an area of ​​about 100 miles and are home to thousands of Payites. In fact, the guards at the city gate had already seen the rapidly approaching black torrent in the distance without even the couple's reminder.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The chilling sound spread throughout the entire city. In this small city called "Caster", young and middle-aged men accounted for about 70% of the population. They quickly picked up stone weapons, and a few city guards wore metal weapons.

Spearmen, javelin throwers, archers, and warriors riding jaguars, these Paite troops have a strong primitive tropical jungle style. The leader of the Golden Army, a man in gorgeous wizard robes, shook his head. His name is Damian, and he is the leader of this 11-man army in place of the deceased th-level wizard.

"What a crude army! I doubt if their spears can penetrate the armor of our warriors." Damian said to the priest beside him in a mocking tone.

The priest who believed in Heim nodded and said in a low voice: "Tell the soldiers to hold back. These people will become believers of our god in the future. Don't kill them."

Damian snorted, "Pastor, don't be so hypocritical. Death in war is inevitable. If they surrender, I will let them go, but if they refuse to surrender, I will die."

"Then I will kill them. Kill a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand! Kill them until they are terrified and kneel down when they see the Golden Legion!"

The wizard informed the priest of the impending end word by word in an extremely cruel tone. The priest who believed in Heim shook his head, closed his eyes and sighed.

Oh my God, is this really what you want?
A thought of disrespect arose in the mind of this pastor who believed in "protection" all his life, but the next moment he hurriedly put the thought behind him.

Nemesis was in the sky at this time, watching the confrontation between the two armies coldly. He did not want to take part in the slaughter, although he was assigned the task of helping this army conquer the city of "Caster".

Nemesis is not interested in slaughtering a group of weak creatures like ants, and the Scroll Dragon will not help them in vain!
The Paite people on the ground were a little confused looking at the army standing still in the distance, but the archers did not dare to shoot arrows at will before confirming that the war had started.

But what they didn't know was that they had lost their last chance to inflict casualties on the colonial army.

Damian raised his hand and pointed toward the army in the distance, the fire opal ring on his ring finger gleaming.

The next moment, a colorful light lit up above the heads of the Payit people, and a crack appeared in the space as if it was torn apart. Then, the crack expanded as if an eye had opened.

Colorful light appeared in the gap, and a huge rainbow eye floated above the Payit's head.

Seven Illusions Shaping Spells——[Rainbow Eye]!
"Ahhhhh, what kind of evil magic is this! Shaman! Help me, Shaman!"

Rays of light shot out and hit the archers, who either burned inexplicably, or froze into ice sculptures, or turned into a pool of blood. The Paite people jumped around and asked for help from their only shaman.

The shaman had a grim look on his face, he closed his eyes and prayed, then began a strange and beautiful dance.

Three-ring magic——[Dispel magic]!
The green ray hit the Dharma Eye, but the Dharma Eye just trembled but did not disappear.

Damian sneered at the sight, the divine arts might be universal, but the knowledge was not.

His Dharma Eye was strengthened by the elemental power ring in his hand, and its power was doubled. It required at least a six-ring spell [Advanced Dispel Magic] to be effective, but he guessed that these primitive natives probably didn't know the exquisite skills of these spells.

The Eye of Dharma continued to wreak havoc. Damian raised his left hand and the army immediately began to march.

(End of this chapter)