Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 347 Dragon and Tiger
Monsters and monsters, monsters and dragons, humans and monsters, finally come into full contact at this moment.

The monsters in the sky clashed and entangled with humans, leaving behind countless afterimages and spilled blood. Every collision between sharp claws and heavy swords brought with it the most dazzling afterglow of this life.

The collision between strength and fangs is the most brutal and violent in the world. They roar and fight. This is a war of life and death, and only victory can end it.

Gnawing and attacking with sharp claws are the main combat methods of the griffins, giant eagle guards and the hybrid dragon beast legion, and they are particularly effective against monsters smaller than them.

In particular, some powerful griffins and dragon beasts possess some unique powers, such as the steel feather volleys of the griffin and the elemental blades of the giant eagle, as well as the venom and poisonous breath of those dragon beasts.

With the help of knights wearing light armor and fine leather armor on their backs, and holding spears, sharp arrows and crossbows, it only takes 500 air knights to cooperate with the legion soldiers on land to destroy enemies that are several times their number.

Unfortunately, the air suppression corps that these nobles had carefully cultivated and trained were facing a giant dragon air corps that was countless times stronger and countless times more numerous than them.

The first wave of collective sonic attacks from the Bat-Winged Dragon Legion was enough to knock down from the sky the vanguards of the United Aristocratic Air Legion who had taken off into the air and were ready to fight.

Then the bat-winged dragon legions swept past, and the dragon and scorpion lion legions began to pounce down, entangled with the second wave of the nobles' joint air combat legion.

Although these ferocious scorpion lions cannot defeat the griffins with the cooperation of knights, the hideous stingers on their tails contain terrible venom.

The venom can be delivered as a spray or by injection.

Even ordinary adult dragons do not like their flesh and blood to be pierced by the poisonous needles of these scorpion lions.

Although it would not cause serious trauma to the dragon, it would also cause the dragon to suffer from negative effects such as nerve paralysis and temporary organ damage.

In an air legion collision of this scale, on average, every knight of the Noble Alliance Air Legion needs to face attacks from three or more scorpion lions and flying dragons at the same time.

The cloud giants who ride the flying dragon leaders are cloud giant beastmen and reserve cloud giant priests who are skilled in spellcasting, as well as cloud giant blood sorcerers and spellcasters.

These primitive cloud giants are the most brutal and discriminatory species among all giants. Such legion-level cluster hunting wars are the cloud giants' favorite stage.

The excited roars of these cloud giants even drowned out the flapping sounds of the flying dragons, resounding continuously.

Griffins, giant eagles, and dragon beasts fell from the sky, spilling blood. However, the bodies of these aerial beasts and the riders on their backs were often torn to pieces by the army of flying dragons that swept across the sky as they fell in mid-air.

Only broken limbs and blood fell, dyeing the soldiers of the noble legion on the Marino city defense line red.

"Damn it, forget about those giants, ogres and monsters, recalibrate your aim!"

"Shoot those dragons down!"

The sharp cries of the senior commanders in the city defense fortresses rang out almost at the same time. The dense army of flying dragon monsters that covered the sky and blocked the sun's rays was not the source of fear for these senior commanders.

Rather, it was the giant dragons that began to dance and leap wildly in the air under the command of the Dragon King of the Golden Empire that were the reason why these senior commanders and even the spellcaster legions were afraid.

Those dragons did not make any roars or roars. What echoed between their sharp fangs were songs sung by the most famous singers in the world of Ekania.

The ancient dragon language with the unique accent of dragons resounded in the sky, accompanied by the noisy sound of wind passing through the scales of the giant dragon. It was extremely grand and pleasant to the ear, yet so cold that it made people feel cold in their hearts.

The senior commanders of the spellcaster legions and nobles even felt a strange sense of absurdity at this moment, as if the bizarreness of the world was revealed at this moment with the coldness of death.

How terrifying is a dragon with order and wisdom?
These nobles and spellcasters can assure everyone in the world of Ekania that no one knows better than me!
Because at this moment, the dragons who had mastered all the information about the deployment of the noble coalition forces, and the bloodthirsty warriors who landed from the air.

Almost at the same time, within a time difference of less than half a minute, they descended upon every magic node fortress on the defense line of the city of Dorabi.

Fang of Amat, a super-powerful alchemical weapon named after the evil creature once hunted by the God of War in ancient times. One Fang of Amat is enough to easily knock down the spell protection and solid scales of any adult dragon.

However, such a powerful alchemical weapon did not exert the power that the nobles had imagined at this moment. It was not because the Fang of Amat was a low-quality product, but because the dragon of the Golden Empire was not in the nobles' envisioned plans.

On the air defense front, all weapons require an angle for shooting and releasing. Except for some special magic weapons, almost all anti-aircraft weapons cannot be fired at a straight ninety-degree angle.

This also means a perfect air defense system. The heavy weapons between the magic nodes and the fortresses need to support and map each other to cover all attack angles in the sky.

However, these giant dragons, led by the Dragon King of the Golden Empire, descended at the same time, forcing all the senior wise officers in the Dorabi city wall defense strongholds to face a choice between death and survival.

Should he calibrate the alchemical weapon's magic heavy artillery to the sky above other strongholds to help his companions shoot down those dragons, or should he give up this idea and concentrate on fighting the terrifying enemy above his head?
It's not that there are no noble legion commanders with strict military discipline and noble spirit, but when these commanders ordered the calibration of shooting targets, they found that they could only shoot down the flying dragons that were guarding them.

Under the command of the Dragon King, those giant dragons often form a formation of two to three or five dragons. Their flying figures in the air seem to be showing their magnificent and spectacular dance.

However, when these giant dragons were performing the Dragon Dance, they actually concealed and changed all their weak points and angles. Amid the overlapping dragon voices, it was as if they were composing a piece of music to show the Dragon King breaking through the formation.

Amid the vibrations and buzzing sounds throughout the sky, flying dragons and scorpion lions were pierced and smashed by huge armor-piercing crossbows, alchemical weapons, and magical heavy artillery.

Waves of spell power and magical weapons burst out with bright light and gorgeous death, blasting the monster army sinking in the sky into pieces.

Several giant dragons were also knocked down from the sky by these powerful weapons or the concentrated fire of the mage army.

But along with the strong vibration in the air in the sky, the torrent of spells from the dragons of the Golden Empire descended at this moment.

The soldiers of the noble legion who retreated into the fort for protection only felt a violent shaking at this moment, followed by an extremely loud roar and explosion.

Even the countless debris and dust on the solid city walls were all shaken off, and then there was the sound of the spell energy barrier that gave the spellcaster legions and commanders the courage and confidence to fight against the dragon.

At this moment, all these people widened their eyes, because the shadow of the dragon rampant in the sky descended.

The ancestral golden dragon Obilash roared for the first time, and he led several metal dragons and gem dragons to smash the connection and defense between the magic node and the fortress, and then began to lead the dragon group to dive down from the sky in a triangular wedge formation at high speed. The air flow cut by the dragon's wings made a sharp whistle, like the mighty light thrown by the gods in the sky.

The remaining magical elements in the sky began to gather towards the dragons, and huge amounts of air and elements were deeply absorbed into the dragons' stomachs.

Not only the ancestral golden dragon Obilash, all the dragons in the sky began to take rare deep breaths under the leadership of the captain. They were accumulating strength again to brew a powerful breath with extraordinary power.

The elite soldiers of the noble legion, who were originally wearing shiny steel armor and holding sophisticated standard weapons that gleamed with cold light and sturdy shields for defense, began to panic visibly.

The commander of the spellcaster corps also shouted out panicked orders, "Raise the spell barrier quickly!"

Having lost the protection of the stronghold barrier, these spellcasters can no longer use attack spells wantonly and trigger a torrent of spells. At this time, they need to consider their own lives.

The staffs and scrolls in the hands of these spellcasters glowed with brilliant and rich magical auras, and extremely strong energy fluctuations rose from their bodies as they chanted their spells.

Then came the dragon's breath of destruction.

There are more than ten noble spellcasters in each magic node and fortress, and at least seven or eight. The magic shield raised by these spellcasters who cooperate relatively tacitly can easily resist the breath of an adult dragon.

But each stronghold is not facing a giant dragon.

The lightning and fire of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash instantly burst out with unparalleled bombardment power from the mouth of this golden dragon that was giving its all, and the thick barrier was shattered and penetrated as soon as it came into contact with the mage's magic shield.

Although the power of this golden dragon's breath cannot be compared with that of the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire, even the temperature of its breath is as high as thousands of degrees, enough to turn a flesh and blood body into ashes in an instant.

The spellcasters' staffs and robes with added magical powers could not withstand the power of this ancestral golden dragon even for a moment.

This terrifying high temperature and penetrating thunder instantly enveloped the entire entrance of the fortress with the burned and distorted air, and swept up and down as the golden dragon's head swayed, covering the entire twelve-meter-high fortress with its fan-shaped breath.

The rage from the ancestral golden dragon not only burned all the magical energy transmission links of the entire castle, but even the walls built of solid granite were softened by the golden dragon's breath, and then turned into flowing colorful liquids and collapsed instantly.

Wherever the terrifying breath reached, all the flesh and enchanted armor in the fortress were melted and ignited by the high temperature, or evaporated and vaporized.

And those warriors in the fortress could not even escape from the other side of the fortress, because at each exit there was a hideous and terrifying fang-like mouth that unscrupulously released its brutal power and desire for destruction.

Driven by their own fear, the soldiers of the noble legion on the outer defense line of the castle stabbed the dragons in the back with their swords and spears, but no one could avoid the blows from the dragon's thick and long tail.

Those impulsive and reckless noble legionnaires were no better off when they were hit by the thick and long tail than when they were attacked by a battering ram.

The armor on the bodies of the warriors in the front were hit by the dragon's thick and long tail and embedded in their flesh and blood. The dented and damaged armor pierced into the organs of these warriors.

The outermost warriors were slammed against the solid city wall, and along with their sophisticated armor, they turned into a thin human sheet, sliding down helplessly with a mixture of blood and colorful juices.

When the legionnaires regrouped into an attacking formation under the commander's command and wanted to besiege the dragon with heavy shields in the front, the entire fortress seemed to have never existed.

Boom, boom, boom,
The ancestral golden dragon Obilash still had some residual power flickering between his fangs, which were emitting thick smoke and lightning. The golden dragon turned around, faced the legionnaires, snorted slowly, and a thick cloud of sparks flew out.

The excessive breathing made the golden dragon feel discomfort in his throat and a strong sense of dryness and irritability, but the slight physical pain was far less than the mental pleasure.

This action frightened the warriors at the front and caused them to retreat in a hurry. A low-ranking knight captain suddenly dropped his weapon and shouted at the ferocious beast: "I surrender! I don't want to fight any more!"

But this did not cause any fluctuations in the golden dragon. Obilash opened his mouth again, showing his fangs, and charged forward.

"You want to surrender now? Then what were you doing before?"

Bang bang bang,
The adult female golden dragon Naloya roared, and her huge dragon horns and skull were like a huge siege chariot, invincible, rampaging along this section of the city wall.

The dragon's horns and strength combined are the dragon's most brutal weapon and the purest violence.

Before being crushed to death by the female golden dragon's sheer violence, some knights used enchanted weapons to penetrate the dragon's body through the gaps between its scales, causing damage like a toothpick inserted into an elephant's skin, only slightly more painful than a tickle.

The wailing and begging for mercy from the noble legion soldiers did not affect the kind-hearted female golden dragon at all.

The female golden dragon Naloya now agrees with some of the things that the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire, Kalon Gogmora, once said.

"Only the victors are qualified to discuss human nature, and only the survivors are qualified to define the standards of justice and kindness!"

roar,
The female golden dragon Naloya let out a low dragon roar. She felt that her power was now endless. She would not stop until the Golden Empire achieved a complete and overwhelming victory.

Snapped,
The adult silver dragon Flo stood up on its strong hind legs, with its entire huge body suspended in the air, like those aggressive goats accumulating energy to attack, knocking its huge head and thick dragon horns down from mid-air.

At this moment, the formation of hundreds of heavy-shield warriors of the noble legion was directly knocked away by this adult silver dragon with such simple and pure violence.

"The dead have no right to roar," roared the adult silver dragon, his claws and teeth also making silent roars.

"We are under the order of Emperor Gogmora to bring down the Holy Judgment. Heretics, may the emperor's wrath illuminate your weak lives!"

boom! boom! boom!
In the beams of light that were transmitting to the apex, warriors wearing heavily armored bodies weighing several tons also descended at the same time as the dragons.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor Gogmora, all rebellious enemies will be wiped out. Anyone who disobeys the Emperor, begin your prayers before death!"

Amid the warriors' fanatical roars, the Golden Empire's Dragon and Tiger Armies, the Imperial Guards and the Thunder Legion began to wipe out all enemies in front of them!
(End of this chapter)