Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 258 The War Between Dragons and Demons

The wind was cold and the sun that had just risen in the sky seemed to be blocked by the slowly moving dark clouds, gradually dimming. However, unlike the silent and invisible dark clouds, the dark clouds that spread across the sky and gradually became noisy were an endless army of low-level demons.

The rustling sound of the flapping wings seemed particularly chaotic amid the approaching black clouds. At first, it was just the sound of a flock of bats flying in a cave at night.

As the dark clouds gradually approached, the sound became louder and louder, and began to sound like the chaotic rolling sound of the tide, rising and falling from the lakes and seas, accumulating power to cleanse, and slowly growing from small to large, rolling in from the sky.

The thick resentment and fog in the air were all blown away by the wind created by the demon's wings that covered the sky and the earth, revealing the equally densely packed demons on the ground, surging forward like layers of tides.

The remaining light of the sun in the sky was gradually swallowed up by the hideous faces of the demons.

No one can tell exactly how many types of demons there are, originating from the Abyss and being born under the influence of the chaotic power of the Abyss.

No matter how powerful the legendary wizards are, no matter how high the gods in the astral world are, or no matter how powerful the demon lords in the abyss are, they cannot know even half of the types of demons that exist in the world.

There are flying demons with goat heads and bat wings, land demons with bull heads and human bodies, human-like demons, and demons with primitive forms of animals and insects, spiders, insects, and cephalopods.

These primitive racial memories of disgust and fear of the world's creatures at the time of race creation in the Abyss are infused into these chaotic souls, making these demons feared and panicked by mortal creatures.

Some demons had almost no complete racial characteristics, their bodies were twisted and deformed, their ugly and distorted faces were like octopuses in the deep sea that had been smashed and could never recover, their spikes and tentacles grew wantonly and without any rules.

And some random parts of their bodies were almost metallic and mechanical, with semi-organic armor plating growing underneath the flesh.

Perhaps it is precisely because these demons can use the fear and evil in the minds of mortals as their original power that makes them the most terrifying enemies of all things in the world.

Because the vast majority of low- and middle-level demons are influenced by the will of chaos, spreading chaos and destruction in the multiverse, attempting to return all worlds to chaos.

On the city walls built with irregular rocks like a mountain range and throughout the city, low horn sounds had already been blown, echoing in every corner.

However, the civilians in the city did not hide. Every one of them, even the old, the young, the women and the children, picked up the hayforks and dung forks that were always placed beside them. After the iron was melted into weapons for the warriors, they could only be made of stones and wood. They walked out of their homes, gathered together, and assembled in the area designated under the city wall.

Sakaro and the armed forces of the sect had already gathered and stood at the forefront of the front line, organizing order.

Although the swords held by the armed forces of these sects are mostly broken and incomplete blades, they are the last reserve troops, because all the warriors who can fight have already been distributed on the city walls.

One after another, the magic dragons that had gathered their strength climbed on the tall tower. Some had silver scales and green eyes, some had black armor and ferocious horns, and some had golden wings and red tails. The huge magic dragons all opened their vertical pupils, spread out their huge membranous wings, and roared like magic dragons towards the sky, looking very ferocious and majestic.

The Targaryen, Orion, and Bellerys families, as the first families of dragon kings to defect to the Empire, were incorporated into the Empire's legions and became senior officers of the Dragon Legion. They had already led all the knights who were qualified to control dragons to wait at the garrisons set up by the Legion.

When the dragon captain, Countess Bathori stepped out of the barracks door, all the dragon knights had already gathered silently. The ferocious dragon leader Swift Shadow roared down from the sky and landed next to this fierce female captain.

Bartoli's beautiful face had long been tempered by the war and was as tough as any other warrior's. A slightly deep claw mark ran from her face from her mouth to her ear and never disappeared.

But this does not detract from the charm of this female knight, giving her a special androgynous beauty.

Cang Lang,

Bartoli raised her head, her short hair fluttering in the sunlight. She raised the drawn sword and placed it on her forehead, shouting, "In the name of the empire, in accordance with the emperor's will, I will do my best in every battle!"

"We must do our best!" The dragon riders said in unison, leaning on their long dragon spears in their left hands and drawing their long swords in their right hands.

"Our swords, spears, and bows, answer the call of the Empire,"

"In the name of bronze and steel, ice and fire!" The Dragon Knight drew his sword and shouted hoarsely.

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Flying dragons with gorgeous scales and tentacles soared into the sky carrying their companions who had shared life and death with them, and began to circle in formation above the city.

The thick dragon spear in Bartoli's hand was not tied with a red tassel, but a rolled flag. It looked like a royal flag of a giant dragon, dancing vigorously in the air.

Then the Dragon Knight boarded his own dragon under the high tower and rose into the air, followed by the dragon spear of the female leader Bartoli.

Under the orders of Bartoli and commanders at all levels, huge flying dragons and magic dragons gradually lined up, and shadows began to cover the sky.

The elite legion of spellcasters also walked out of the barracks under the city wall and stepped onto the city wall in a hurry and orderly manner under the command of the legion commander.

At this time, these spellcasters also need to participate in the war at the front line. Therefore, these spellcasters are different from those fragile mages. The spellcasters of the empire have become accustomed to holding a staff in one hand and a heavy hammer and sword in the other hand. Both hands must be strong.

Many residents of the native world who were qualified to learn magic were also recruited by the Empire's spellcaster corps. During the long battles, a large number of low-level spellcasters were trained, barely maintaining the defense of the entire front line.

The soldiers on the city wall had already set up their crossbows, drawn their bows and arrows, put on their armor and held their swords. The overwhelming demons could no longer scare them, although they were still afraid of death.

The slave groups and Unsullied warriors pray for the dragon's favor, hoping that their souls after death in battle can also receive the peace granted by the dragon like those warriors of the dragon legion, and hope to set foot in the temple where the heroic souls should go in the legend.

The tall body of the dragon-born werewolf Saha stood on the mountain-like city wall. One of his dragon-like horns had been broken, and the magic heavy armor he wore was also damaged everywhere.

As the head of the Imperial Legion and the most powerful warrior, he faces much greater pressure than others.

His eyes swept across the shadow demons that were rushing towards him, such as the wolf-snake demon that was a combination of a wolf and a snake, the deformed eel demon, the violent ape demon, the rotten corpse-eating demon, and the giant bull demon that had characteristics somewhat similar to a minotaur.

These countless kinds of demons, including huge beast demons, abyss dragon beasts, etc., are not enough to concern him. His gaze pierces through the black clouds rolling in the sky and looks towards the land of Changxia on the other side of the strait.

There was an unprecedentedly powerful aura, showing its strength to this civilization that dared to resist the devil.

The powerful aura of this demon stirred up the dark clouds and resentment, and the demon's evil energy faintly condensed into a huge shadow in the sky.

The dragon-born werewolf who had already reached the holy realm also felt a sense of weakness in the face of this strong, chaotic and violent aura.

This was no longer an ordinary high-level demon, but a great demon with legendary power. Even though it had crossed the plane barrier and lost a lot of power, it still possessed a strength that he could not resist. If the other party did not come in person, it would be an even more terrifying situation.

The dragon-born werewolf's eyes could see many high-level demons. The six-armed snake demon, the balor fire demon, and the soul-stealing demon were all surrounding the extremely tall demon, waiting for the other party's orders.

The passage to the plane is in the distant Shadow Land of Asia. The fact that this great demon can come here proves that the civilization that existed in Asia, including the dawn court, should have been completely destroyed by this great demon long ago.

The gods worshipped there, the extraordinary creatures that grew in this world - the Night Lions, were also killed by this great demon. It seems that in the entire world, perhaps the Golden Empire is the only remaining resistance force.

"Perhaps, in this world, the empire will fall today,"

The dragonborn werewolf thought so, but the overwhelming demons had already arrived. He instantly threw away this useless worry, spread his huge wings, and roared, "I am wearing strong armor and my heart is like steel. In this battle, I will not retreat!"

“Never retreat!”

Angry roars and howls could be heard along the entire section of the wall that the dragonborn werewolves were responsible for.

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With violent vibrations, the giant crossbows and arrows were given the power to penetrate the strong bodies of those low-level demons by the taut strings. The rain of arrows from the sky shot down demons one after another, and they fell to the ground, and were directly trampled to death by the demons that rushed towards them from the ground.

The huge crossbow arrows carried amazing kinetic energy that was enough to penetrate the body of a giant dragon, stringing together the densely packed demons.

The crossbow cleared a tiny gap in the tide of demons, then lost its power under the obstruction of endless demonic flesh, and fell down with the broken corpses of several demons.

In this surging tide of demons, the hideous smiling faces of demons that occasionally appeared in the shadows of the sky were swept along. It seemed that this kind of demon could blend in with the power of shadows and hide so easily in areas desolate from magic, proving that this was the talent of this kind of demon.

Only the ugly bat wings and sharp claws flashing with cold light reveal the figures of these demons. These are shadow demons, hunters in the dark, quietly blending in among the endless demons, trying to break through the defenses of the city walls and blend into the crowd.

"Spiritual storm!"

The commanders of the various defense lines of the Legion shouted loudly, and the strong heart energy, under the control of the will of these warriors, began to roll up the storm and swept away.

The shadow demons that could not be killed by physical damage howled, no longer able to maintain the ability to merge with the shadows, and fell from the sky with trembling bat wings.

"Attention, everyone is affected, covering an area, spell - crushing sound wave," the legion of spellcasters raised their staffs and shouted orders.

In areas where there is no dragon army stationed, clearing out these shadow demons can only rely on the power of spellcasters, because mortal weapons cannot harm these weak but troublesome demons.

These spellcasters, who are specially recruited and trained to be legion mages, do not need very powerful spells. The battles between legions are mainly based on coordination and order. Even the lowest-level spells can play a huge role with the coordination at the legion level.

Low-level mages and entry-level mages use the amplification of their staffs to output their own magic power to the maximum effect, interweaving it into spell models, vibrating in a specific way to achieve the expected magical effect.

A layer of indiscriminate shattering sound waves covered the front of the sky, vibrating the air, shaking the shadow demons hiding in the shadows and the rest of the flying demons down from the sky, falling like rain.

"Everyone, prepare the sleeping spell!"

"All spellcasting—Fire Arrow!"

"Collective spellcasting—magic missile!"

With the help of the sound amplification spell, roars echoed throughout the sections of the city wall defense lines. The commanders of each section of the defense line had their own judgment and issued orders based on the spells mastered by the spellcasting legion.

After a long period of cooperation, the mages gradually gained a tacit understanding. Countless magic spells bloomed above the city wall. Although they were low-level magics, the effects achieved were fruitful enough. Demons were knocked down from the sky by the mages like dumplings, and then died at the hands of other demons.

While these mages were recovering their magic power and temporarily resting their mental strength for a moment, hundreds of magic dragons in the sky, led by Bartoli, began to fly across.

Hundreds of flying dragons vibrated their tentacles under their jaws, emitting vibrating sound waves under the leadership of the dragon leader Xunying, sweeping away group after group of flying demons.

Each dragon is huge, and each dragon knight has his own air defense area. Under the control of the knights, these dragons circle and sweep back and forth, spewing dragon fire that is hot enough to melt stone, burning all the attacking demons, and making them fall from the air with wails.

"Dracarys!"

One after another, the Valyrian knights roared, causing the chests of the dragons under their mounts to light up. The raging dragon flames spread over the city walls, turning a sea of fire into a sea of fire, preventing the demons in the sky from attacking for a while.

Occasionally, a demon that breaks through the sea of fire and approaches will be stabbed to death by the dragon knights and flying dragon knights with their long dragon spears, or beheaded in the air with the help of the claws of the dragons and flying dragons.

The demons on the ground began to howl as they climbed up the towering walls like mountains, braving the rain of arrows. The demons' sharp claws could dig into the cracks of the rocks and penetrate into the hard rocks. The powerful force allowed the demons to easily jump dozens of meters.

But the two roaring Titan dragon pythons, Greinek and Haninek, were guarding a section of the defense line alone. They opened their huge mouths, revealing their long hook-like fangs, and wandered around the entire section of the city wall, roaring excitedly.

As soon as a few cowardly demons popped their heads out of the city wall, they were swept away by Grenec's fangs, which cut these bad-tasting demons into pieces like a blade.

Haninek's huge snake tail was like playing whack-a-mole, waiting for the demon to show up. Several spider demons saw the rest of the demons being torn to pieces and wanted to jump up.

But Haninek's snake tail was like a sledgehammer swung by a giant, directly smashing the heads of several whimsical demons. Then he coiled his body around the city wall, and stretched his thick and long tail to the wall, swinging it like a pendulum, clearing out all the demons on the front wall.

"Everyone, target the target, and use magic weapons!"

The spellcaster legion raised their staffs and cast magic on the weapons of the slave legion and the Unsullied legion warriors, giving these warriors' mortal weapons the ability to harm those who were resistant to non-magical weapons and immune to demons.

The Unsullied were brave and fearless. They roared and pounced on the exposed demons. Blood began to splatter on the city walls. The war began as usual.

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