Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 217 The Headache-inducing Dironao

The city wall where the defenders were stationed was located on top of a hill nearly 100 meters high. The terrain was extremely dangerous and was the core of the defense line of Pankuru City. The watchtower on the city wall was the highest point in the area. From here, one could have a clear view of the battle situation.

Perhaps the god in charge of the weather noticed this battle and brought unexpectedly good weather during the hot rainy season.

The bright sunshine shone on the top of the towering pyramid. The flags of the three gods, Woking, Helm and Quart, fluttered in the wind. Andrestone stood on the high platform, gazing into the distance with a solemn look in his eyes.

At this moment, the sound of fighting came from the distant wind, mixed with shrill howls from time to time, announcing the cruelty of the battle. In the distance, archers on the city wall could be vaguely seen, shooting arrows at the enemy outside the city.

Five thousand advance troops and twenty thousand Niksaran troops were now on full alert in front of the pyramid, while the remaining troops were guarding the temporary defenses set up in various corners of the city.

The defenders on the city wall held out for a night relying on their remaining bows and arrows and kerosene, but were about to run out of fuel and oil.

On the ground, the kingdom's warriors also noticed signs that the defenders' offensive was weakening. They raised their shields high, resisted the slingshots from the city walls, and carried the long wooden and bamboo ladders to climb up to the top of the city walls again.

"Roar!!!"

I saw a fiery red figure roaring in the sky. It was a majestic red dragon. Its huge and agile body shone like a ruby ​​in the sunlight, and its red scales seemed to be made of the hottest flames.

The red dragon flew low over the city wall, and every time it flapped its huge and powerful wings, it created a gust of wind, making the flags on the city wall flutter. Suddenly, the red dragon opened its bloody mouth, and a raging dragon breath gushed out like surging magma.

The dragon's breath was a dazzling orange-red color, with a terrifying high temperature, and instantly enveloped the large army that was attacking the city. The soldiers touched by the dragon's breath were instantly ignited by the high temperature and turned into blazing fireballs before they could even scream. The armor and weapons melted quickly under the high temperature, and the ground was burned black, with thick smoke billowing out.

Under the ravages of the dragon's breath, the siege troops that were about to climb the city wall with great momentum suddenly fell into chaos and panic. The soldiers fled in all directions, trying to avoid this deadly attack, but large groups of people were still swallowed by the dragon's breath and burned to ashes.

Even the city walls suffered an unexpected disaster, being charred black by the high temperature flames. If the red dragon's flames had not had an explosive effect, the city walls would probably have become a ruin by now.

"Damn those Nixalan slaves! They are a bunch of slugs that can never be killed. They actually dared to attack the territory of the great Dironao. They are really courting death!"

The Red Dragon completed a wave of low-altitude bombing, glided into the sky again, and roared at the soldiers in a teasing voice.

"It appears again! That horrible demon!!"

The kingdom soldiers near the city wall were terrified. They squatted with their heads down and trembled. That was the dragon power of Dironao. These weak warriors were simply unable to resist.

They worked hard all night and lost 20,000 lives, but failed to capture the city wall of Pankulu because of the red dragon that appeared from time to time.

He always appeared at the critical moment, taking advantage of the fierce offensive of the kingdom's army to shatter the confidence of these soldiers with demonic flames and terrifying dragon power, and then immediately fled.

Just like now, the red dragon that had just displayed its mighty power flew back into the city as if fleeing after just one wave of attacks, without stopping at all.

It's not his fault that he is timid. Dironao is also helpless. He didn't pay attention when he first came on the field. He killed a lot of people on the battlefield, but soon he was almost ambushed.

A sinister and powerful spell was shot out from deep within the enemy camp. If he had not had the instinct of a wild beast and escaped in advance, he would have been seriously injured and fallen to the ground.

It was also from that time that Dironao realized that there was a powerful spellcaster hidden in the enemy's army, at least a strong one who could cast a nine-ring spell!
Although Dironao has reached the pseudo-legendary level, the threat posed by the Nine Rings Spell is still too great for him. Although it cannot kill him directly, he may be seriously injured and unable to fly if he is not careful. At that time, he will be besieged by the army and may really perform a farce of an extremely old dragon being successfully slayed by the soldiers.

This was why he was extremely careful. Although the red dragon's attack was only a flash in the pan, it was a real blow to the attackers. Not only were the wooden ladders that had been erected with great difficulty burned to ashes, but even the lucky ones who had stepped over the rain of arrows and stepped on the bodies of their companions to reach the bottom of the city wall were all killed.

This even made the soldiers in the kingdom's army become confused. They saw no hope of successfully attacking the city. With the red dragon around, it would always be easy to destroy the advantage they had worked so hard to build.

"The servants of that giant dragon are surprisingly so powerful. General, it seems that our chances of winning have greatly increased."

Around Anleston, a group of officers were delighted to see Red Dragon's performance, and began to congratulate the general in advance with great pride.

However, Anleston's expression did not relax, he still frowned and looked into the distance.

"The kingdom's army cannot be limited to this level of strength. If the dragon continues to cause trouble, I'm afraid someone will soon be unable to resist and come out to deal with him."

Anleston made an analysis in his mind, but he did not stop the Red Dragon, allowing the opponent to send out a powerful force in advance, which would also allow him to see the opponent's strength clearly.

Just as he was thinking, at this moment, on the other side, a discussion was taking place in the rear of the kingdom's army.

"General, I apply to go into battle. I will definitely chop off the head of that damn dragon and use his blood to prove my bravery to the great Zaltek!"

General Cunard, dressed in armor, listened to his deputy's speech expressionlessly and did not agree.

Unlike other Niksalans, General Cunard knew the habits and strength of dragons very well. His parents had once died tragically in the belly of a green dragon. From then on, General Cunard had been climbing up while constantly collecting information on various dragons, trying to find the real culprit who killed his parents.

Therefore, he recognized at a glance that the other party was an extremely old red dragon that was about to enter a dormant period, and its strength was comparable to that of a pseudo-legend!

"Your strength is not enough." He stared into the distance and said lightly.

The deputy's face turned red, and he seemed a little unconvinced and said, "I am already a level 15 warrior! The madness of the jaguar runs through my blood. Even if the enemy is stronger than me, I can die together with him!"

General Kunard glanced at him and ignored him. The Kurtaka people were obsessed with the existence of jaguars and believed that the blood of jaguars flowed in their veins. The more violent and crazy the warrior, the stronger the strength. This also led to the professionals in the kingdom often being arrogant and overestimating their own abilities.

"Do you have any good ideas, Varius?"

Seeing that Cunard had bypassed him and asked for help from a stranger whom he had always looked down upon, the deputy glared at Varius fiercely.

Varius chuckled and said, "My lord, I have a spell called [Energy Absorption]. If I can hit that red dragon, it will be rendered powerless immediately. But I have tried to attack it before, and the red dragon's intuition is too sharp, so I can't lock on it."

Cunard nodded, understanding the implication of Varius's words, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

This stranger always kept his means and stood by and watched, but his majesty still could not see the other party's true face and sent his own army to give orders.

"In that case, I will come in person."

(End of this chapter)