Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 184 Formal Battle
Death said cautiously, "To deal with mortals, just follow your usual tactics."

The so-called consistent tactic is to attack the faith and body of Christians through indirect interference and minimize the power of prayer.

"However, this alone is not enough to deal with the vampire hunter leading the Crusade."

Even though he didn't know Wen Lie's true military strength, the Grim Reaper did not take it lightly.

In his eyes, Wen Lie was a strong man who had killed Dracula after all.

Although Dracula is not good at fighting, he is the true king of the demon world.

With the power of the demon king level, plus unknown hidden means, it is not difficult to kill two or three demon kings.

A Crusaders numbering over 100,000 was, at best, equivalent in combat power to 100,000 mid-level demons. However, if a prayer was answered with the power of God, even the power of the Demon King would be suppressed to a certain extent.

Death pondered for a moment and made arrangements.

"The first priority is to defeat the Crusaders. Bone Dragon, Corpse Dragon, Flame Tiger, Ice Phoenix, Thunder Dragon, Phantom Warrior, Legion of the Dead, Camilla, Andumali, I want you to serve as the vanguard of the demon world and lead five million monsters to deal a heavy blow to the Crusaders."

The God of Death is very generous, of course, there is also the reason that ordinary monsters are not worth much. The Orthodox army that attacked Demon Castle in 1476, the earlier Crusaders, and the ghosts of victims over the past few hundred years, as long as Dracula is not dead, they will be reborn even if they die.

For the God of Death, a large number of monsters only make up for the lack of high-end combat power.

Although Dracula is the king of the demon world, not all of the seventy-two demons, seven monarchs, and evil gods of various races that roam the demon world are subservient to Dracula.

Except for Beelzebub the Lord of the Flies, the Legion of the Dead, Duke Andumali, the Sickness Demon Pazuzu, Balor the King of the Fomor, and Galamos the Eternal Demon, the other demon kings only symbolically sent a clone to serve Dracula.

Among these demon kings, the only ones that the God of Death can command are Andumali and the Legion of the Dead. Including Dracula's niece Camilla, there are only three demon king-level strongmen.

Three demon kings and five secondary demon kings seemed to be a very powerful force, but in the eyes of the God of Death, it would be safe only if they were accompanied by five million monsters.

After nightfall, the Transylvanian plateau is covered in cold and shadow.

Thick dark clouds covered the entire land of Transylvania, and the residents of Transylvania were unable to enjoy either sunlight or moonlight.

In fact, the residents of Transylvania no longer need the light of the sun and the moon.

A rusty smell wafted through Transylvania. It was the bloody smell emanating from humans. The rich blood covered the ground, but it had turned dark red.

The former residents were like weeds growing on the bloody earth, scattered all over the streets and alleys of the town. Blood seeped out from the torn corpses, watering the land of Transylvania.

"Gah! Gah!"

Suddenly, there was a dull thud of footsteps, and the noise from far away startled the new residents of the town, and large flocks of bats and crows flapped their wings and flew into the night sky.

Under the thick night sky, the white marching troops came from afar, flashing like a mirage, and the distance of several miles was quickly shortened under the feet of this team.

In the blink of an eye, the Crusaders arrived at this bloody town.

Smelling the strong smell of blood and witnessing the jungle of flesh and blood that looked like weeds, the soldiers' faces were cold and their eyes were burning with intense anger and murderous intent.

This was not the first time they had seen a town like this.

Everyone could guess that there were no living people left in Transylvania.

The cruel reality changed the mentality of the Crusaders who believed that this expedition was just a glorious battle to destroy the devil.

The excitement of easily slaughtering demons gradually disappeared, replaced by grief, anger, hatred, and a more determined will.

The main members of the Crusaders were Christians from the Austro-Hungarian Empire. In other words, all those who died here were their compatriots.

Humans are animals that feel sadness and anger when their fellow humans suffer tragedies.

Not only Christians in Austria-Hungary, but also Christians in other countries could not help but feel angry about this tragedy.

The Crusaders now hope to gain not only the glory of fighting for the Lord, but also the wrath of revenge against the devil for their own kind.

"I smell anger, and human anger is as delicious as ever."

A few kilometers away, the monsters merged into the rich night.

The beauty in the peach-colored dress gazed at the town where the Crusaders entered, raising her delicate hand gracefully.

"Wind, rain, thunder, obey my call, Camilla, and turn this plateau into the burial ground of the Crusaders!"

Enormous magical power dominated the sky, rumbling thunder sounded in the clouds, pale lightning tore through the sky like a sharp blade, and rain fell from the gathering dark clouds. It only took a few seconds for the misty drizzle to turn into a downpour.

It was as if a big hole had appeared in the sky, and heavy rain was pouring down on the ground and houses, splashing water everywhere and making a rapid sound.

Jonathan walked to Wen Lie's side and asked with concern, "Lord, do you need shelter from the rain?"

Everyone was in the town. Although it was a dilapidated city due to the invasion of demons, there were still many buildings around to shelter from the rain. According to common sense, they should now take shelter from the rain in the houses.

Wen Lie shook his head: "You are still immature, Jonathan."

Jonathan looked confused, then said shamefacedly, "Should we continue on our journey? I'm so sorry, I was too careless. This kind of rainstorm can only affect ordinary troops and won't have much impact on our health."

"It's not such a superficial question."

Father Steven looked up at the sky, letting the rain hit his eyes without blinking.

"Jonathan, you have only learned Ripple Qigong and do not possess Holy Light energy, so you cannot sense the dark power contained in the sky."

Steven, who came from the Thirteenth Department of Traitors, had a cold expression, and his rain-stained eyes flashed with murderous intent as biting as the cold wind.

The cold night wind blew, and the wind increased at an extremely fast speed. The violent storm lashed at everyone like a whip. The storm roared like a wolf and a tiger, destroying the surrounding buildings.

"This isn't normal weather, but a change caused by the power of vampires. The enemy is nearby!"

A steady voice penetrated the sound of wind and rain and rang in Jonathan's ears.

Jonathan's face turned serious, and he was even a little frightened.

Controlling wind, rain, thunder, and lightning has always been the province of the gods. Could Dracula even be capable of such a thing? Truly the demon king who alarmed the Lord.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by huge thunder, the sky suddenly turned white, and dazzling lightning tore through the darkness, turning the Transylvanian sky white in an instant.

At this moment, everyone discovered the reflection on the ground. The shadows of two huge monsters were imprinted in everyone's sight at the moment when the sky and the earth turned white.

The enemy is in heaven!
All the Crusaders realized this, and the knights raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

The lightning flashed by in an instant, and the pitch-black sky, devoid of the light of stars or moon, was practically pitch dark. However, the knights instinctively adjusted their genes, enhancing their night vision. Their optimized eyes pierced through the darkness, revealing the massive monster hidden in the sky.

Those were actually two giant dragons!
And it's not a normal dragon, it's made up of eerie white bones. You can tell how hard the thick bones are just by looking at them.

The other one was completely rotten, and the flesh protruding from under the scales looked extremely bloated and creepy.

"Roar!!!"

At the same time, the bone dragon and the corpse dragon opened their mouths wide and let out an air-shaking roar with their vocal cords that were no longer useful.

A terrifying magical power enveloped the earth. Along with the two dragon roars, heavy majesty descended from the sky, covering all the Crusaders.

If it were an ordinary army, even one composed of junior professionals, facing these two dragon roars and enduring these two dragon powers, they would lose the courage to continue fighting, and wetting their pants out of fear is not something to be laughed at.

However, the Crusaders on the ground remained calm.

To the Crusaders, the might of the two dragons was just like a spring breeze.

"In the name of God!"

Wen Lie raised the Spear of Destiny, exuding a domineering aura.

"In the name of God!"

The cross flag fluttered in the wind, a majestic momentum rose up, and the spiritual power filled with murderous intent and fanaticism soared into the sky.

The momentum of 500,000 fourth-level fanatics combined into one, even reaching the level of interfering with reality. A violent storm spread from the area where the Crusaders were, and a big hole was torn in the clouds in the sky.

The two giant dragons could never have imagined that one day they would be competing with 500,000 fourth-level warriors with the same will in momentum.

The dragon's might collapsed instantly, and its spirit seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. Its soul could not even control its body for a moment. The two giant dragons swayed in the sky, and actually lost the ability to fly and fell from the sky.

"Oh!"

The corpse dragon and the bone dragon fell into the town, their huge bodies crushing the houses and sending large pieces of rubble flying everywhere.

When the knights saw the two giant dragons, their eyes were as if they saw two pots of beef. The Crusaders rushed to kill the corpse dragon and the bone dragon.

The corpse dragon was lying in the ruins of a house. It shook its head and felt a little dazed.

Seeing the Crusaders rushing towards him with swords and spears raised, the corpse dragon couldn't help but be stunned.

It instinctively felt ridiculous and angry because it completely failed to connect the momentum just now with these soldiers.

After all, there are 500,000 soldiers. Who can build a legion composed of fourth-level strongmen? The momentum just now was probably the power of Jesus.

The corpse dragon thought so subconsciously, and anyone who knew its thoughts would think it was a reasonable speculation.

However, what is now appearing in the dimension of Bram Stoker's Dracula is a phenomenon that completely defies common sense.

The corpse dragon opened its huge mouth filled with stench, and the huge magic power ignited a flame in its mouth. The raging fire fueled by the corpse's energy erupted forward, turning into a raging sea of ​​fire.

Faced with the dragon's breath of the corpse dragon, even a fourth-level strongman could not resist it, and the knights who were charging towards the corpse dragon immediately jumped up.

The sea of ​​fire rolled on the ground, and the knights leaped in the sky more than ten meters high, responding flexibly to avoid the direct hit of the dragon's breath.

However, there were still dozens of knights who underestimated the corpse dragon that was knocked down by their momentum. They did not expect that the corpse dragon was knocked down from the sky by their combined strength, and they carelessly rushed into the sea of ​​fire and faced the dragon breath of the corpse dragon.

The fiery dragon breath mixed with the soul-corroding corpse gas burned the knights' skin.

As the knights panicked, their genetic instincts specialized in defense. Ripples generated energy within their bodies, concentrating on the surface of their bodies to resist the burning of the dragon's breath.

At the same time, the knights who jumped over the dragon's breath landed in front of the corpse dragon and slashed at it with their swords.

"Silver Ripple Sprints!"

The energy of the ripples was transmitted through the cold weapon, and the corpse dragon's tough body became fragile under the blade.

The sword slashed, the spear stabbed, there was no skill involved, only a round of attack with speed and strength, which split the corpse dragon's head in half.

"Ow—!"

The light and heat like the sun passed through the body, and the intense pain made the corpse dragon, which had long forgotten what pain was, let out a shrill wail.

The corpse dragon couldn't understand why humans could jump over its breath, and even more so, it couldn't understand why human weapons could hurt it. Its body was already dominated by pain.

The pain drove its body to struggle violently, and its sharp forefoot slapped towards Jonathan.

The sharp claws that gathered gray-black magic power were by no means an attack that could be underestimated. Jonathan raised his sword and chopped at the dragon claws. With a sound of metal clashing, the sword and the dragon claws broke into two pieces at the same time.

The corpse dragon's eyes changed, and fear flashed in them.

Although it still didn't understand the current situation, it finally understood the power of the knights.

That is powerful enough to confront it head-on, and is not the strength that humans should have. If every knight has such powerful strength, this war will be meaningless.

Because that would be a one-sided crushing!

Realizing this future, the corpse dragon flapped its wings and tried to escape in panic.

However, the knights were unwilling to let go of this enemy that harmed humanity.

The four knights leaped up, and golden sword light slid down from the sky. The corpse dragon's wings instantly separated from its body, and its body, which had just risen less than half a meter, suddenly sank down.

"Immortal ripples rush!"

Jonathan seized the opportunity and punched the corpse dragon's chin with his big fist. Golden ripple energy surged into the corpse dragon's brain, burning it to charcoal in one breath.

While the corpse dragon was defeated, the bone dragon also met the same end.

Two dragons with combat power up to level four were beaten up by a dozen knights without any moral principles and were completely killed within two minutes.

However, the Crusaders were careless, resulting in more than a dozen knights being seriously injured.

Looking at the wounded who finally appeared, Wen Lie frowned and said unhappily, "You shouldn't have been injured."

All the Crusaders are consumables. Precisely because they are consumables, they should die from the exhaustion of vitality. If they die from carelessness, it would be such a waste and too shameful.

(End of this chapter)