Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 500 Preliminary exploration
The wind brought the smoke of war.

And the eagles in the clouds have already seen the banners of war.

That's a legion of at least a hundred people. The number may not seem like much, but if all of them are extraordinary, then it's quite impressive.

"They've come to kill me."

Rean remained calm, even displaying a hint of unspoken joy.

"There are quite a few people here; I never imagined I'd have this much value now."

This is no longer a hunt. Considering the reality that at least a hundred warriors are gradually stepping onto the battlefield, this is a war, a civil war within the kingdom.

The news we just received is that the Mirror Demon's broadcast and transmission have been disrupted.

This is quite rare, and it's not even a conspiracy of ordinary caliber.

"A grand gesture! Did they use a Shadow Relic to sever the Shadow Network? It seems like there's a Shadow God or at least a Lord of the Shadow Realm involved. Hmm, could it have been the Mirror Woman herself?"

The Shadow Plane is the most unique of all planes. It can actually be seen as the shadow of the Prime Plane or even the entire material universe. All matter has a corresponding shadow in the Shadow Plane. In that world of only black, white and gray, there is also a group of native inhabitants and the so-called God of Shadows.

Mirror Girl is one of them, but she is definitely not among the most powerful.

The Mirror Fairy, a member of the Mirror Maiden's family, possesses the ability to teleport by utilizing the omnipresent nature of the Shadow Dimension, traveling through the "existence channel" of the Shadow Dimension.

Under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible to completely seal it off, because opening the shadow portal to return to the shadow plane is an instinct of such supernatural beings.

Now, the Shadow Network has gone offline, and the seam between the two worlds has been torn open.
"That's quite possible. If she loses you, Dania will rely on Mirror Woman even more. She won't have as many options." If other bigwigs from the Shadow Realm get involved, it's equivalent to directly offending Mirror Woman.

The ability to interfere with the stability of the Shadow Dimension requires either the intervention of a powerful figure in the Shadow Realm or the possession of a sacred artifact from the Shadow Realm, which would also be equivalent to the intervention of a powerful figure in the Shadow Realm.

Some powers, simply by their appearance, represent certain wills; some things cannot be bought with money.

"Let's deal with it when we get back."

And the reason they paid such a high price was naturally to make Rean die here completely.

The terrain of the underground ruins limited his ability to fly, and without witnesses, it would be difficult to find evidence of everything that happened in this place of divine seal.

The information given to them by certain individuals indicated that Rean was already "deeply poisoned," and that activating another toxin would paralyze him for a period of time.

Their best plan is for them to die underground, without beginning or end.

What troubled Rean was still that interfering object that could affect the Mirror Demon, an object that could directly interfere with the divine instincts of a god's familiar. That was no ordinary object.

"Perhaps, this time there are voters involved."

Now is clearly not the time to consider these things.

Rean didn't know how many fish he could catch this time, but the other party was clearly playing for a very big score.

"Boom!"

Appearing amidst the smoke of the fireball explosion were knights in full armor.

They were either riding heavily armored warhorses or lightly armored, agile clawed dragons. The standard dragon spears and javelins had been erased, but everyone could still recognize them at a glance.

"Have the Kingdom's knights, the Knights Order, also been infiltrated? It's hard to say, perhaps it's the regular army."

While weapons and warhorses could be reconfigured, the fighting style remained familiar. The kingdom's knights had been infiltrated and even controlled by the kingdom's nobles, a situation that, while frustrating, was also expected. The second and third sons gradually rose to become vice-commanders, captains, and squad leaders within the knightly order, naturally gaining control of the armed forces.

When they became powerful enough, the kingdom naturally became theirs.

Rean fell silent, not because of unease or fear, but because...
"Didn't these guys do any research beforehand?"

This is the Black Swamp Dragon Cave, where over 70% of the area is mud so deep you can sink to your knees. Using heavy cavalry here?!
Rean watched them, waiting to see what extraordinary abilities they would display, whether it was the ability to tread through mud as if it were flat ground, or to freeze the entire swamp.

"Wait, I can't move!"

"Stop, stop!"

This time, the opponent's stupidity exceeded Rean's expectations; they actually crashed headlong into the swamp!

"Are they here to die? Surely not, this is a formal knight."

Even when they wear masks and change clothes, Rean can still recognize some people by small details such as weapons, accessories, and shields.

Some noble knights, with their golden-sheathed magic swords, were instantly recognized, but now he was stuck in the mud in a sorry state, while his companions behind him were huddled together.

"They really weren't prepared?"

But the real reason is quite simple and pure: the expected hunter suddenly disappeared, and the soldiers temporarily dispatched now have no intelligence support. There are spies and scouts, but it's hard to say who wrote the intelligence that was sent out.

The intelligence and topographical maps that were urgently sent over were clearly problematic, and the first batch of knights suffered losses as a result.

The elite vanguard knights, who had rushed to the scene after being betrayed by their own people, were actually restricted by the terrain? They might have wanted to go back and cause trouble for the intelligence personnel, but it seems that opportunity is no longer available.

They were supposed to ambush, but instead, they were ordered by the decision-makers behind the scenes to launch a direct assault.

"Wasn't it said that Rean suffered a huge loss?"

"What's going on with this godforsaken place? Why wasn't there a briefing?"

Not all mounts are restricted by this terrain. But if the two in the front row fall down or get stuck, or if one in the queue rolls around like a gourd, the ones behind and on the sides will naturally collide.

"Fireball!"

However, it was Rean himself who made the first move, using the super-long-range casting super magic.

I don't care who you are, or even if we've had drinks together before, but now that we're on the battlefield, it's a fight to the death.

Sparks flew as the red dragon warlock's fireball was incredibly powerful, instantly turning several knights and their mounts into a ball of flame.

Then, the spellcasters, having mastered the defensive terrain, steadily unleashed fire and ice.

High-temperature and low-temperature magic are incredibly effective at causing widespread damage, while those who wield even greater power to control lightning enjoy the pleasure of electrifying a string of enemies.

Even if it was just an appetizer, both sides were already testing each other, but the assassins had clearly done something stupid.

Rean did not relax. He knew that since the other party dared to make a move, they must have prepared a trump card that they were confident could kill him.

Subsequent developments seem to confirm all of this.

Even though the knights at the front were slowed down, several figures cloaked in black still floated over. They trod through the mud as if it were flat ground, clearly not weaklings.

(End of this chapter)