Calamity Dragon, Starting with the Cultivation of Knight Families

Chapter 174 The Azure Dragon at the Peak of the Saint Rank, the Descent of the Giant Demon God
Central Province of the World of Calter!
Right now, we are standing in front of a continuous 'mountain range'.

At the foot of the mountain, more than 20 kilometers away, a densely packed army of monsters was lined up in a row, confronting the mountain range.

The number of monsters here has reached nearly 1.8 million.

Among them are insect-type monsters that act as cannon fodder.

The number of poisonous ants and mosquitoes that are catalyzed is incalculable.

Underground, swarms of ants and some unranked magical beasts of different species are constantly trying to hollow out the mountain.

Meanwhile, the sky was filled with swarms of mosquitoes, like patches of dark clouds, constantly gathering and dancing around.

And behind these cannon fodder.

It was a large number of flying magical beasts that were holding the line.

The same applies to the ground.

In short, mosquitoes and other insects can easily breed a lot of small, cannon fodder monsters.

The total number may have already exceeded hundreds of billions.

The amount of magic crystals consumed in this process is staggering.

Fortunately, we currently have a stockpile of the entire Demon God Temple spanning thousands of years; otherwise, it would be very difficult to create such a war scene.

In addition, the Monster Mountain Range received continuous support for several dozen days.

On various battlefields, the number of non-ranked magical beasts of normal size has now exceeded ten million.

High-level magical beasts, mid-level magical beasts, and even low-level magical beasts were all mobilized.

In such a total war.

Although the trolls initially suffered losses due to the Demon Temple's subsequent support over the next ten days.

That is, more than 20 cities in various regions fell one after another, and more than 5 million square kilometers of territory were occupied.

The trolls' massive reinforcements finally began to arrive at the front lines.

And eventually, they faced off against the Warcraft army in all directions.

Right now, in the central region, a large number of high-level trolls have emerged, creating a defensive line that stretches for nearly a thousand kilometers.

The defense line is shaped like a mountain, which is over 500 meters high.

Although it's not very high, having a superior position still gives it many advantages on the battlefield.

Not to mention, the trolls have been continuously setting up magic crystal cannons all over the mountains.

Of course, in the air, almost the entire troll airship force had also assembled.

Whether it's the central region, the north, or the south.

The trolls' airship force has drawn upon all the remaining resources in the world.

If it weren't for the ongoing war in the New World.

Trolls are perfectly capable of engaging in a direct confrontation with the monster army.

Unfortunately, the current world of Kal't is merely a logistical world for the trolls' current colony.

In this world, combat personnel are far less important than those on the front lines.

Not to mention, the trolls have received orders to evacuate at any time.

In short, the morale of the trolls could not be lowered any further.

As for the Empire, the Imperial Star couldn't even offer them any support.

As for the Saint-level, only about fifty of them were hastily dispatched.

According to the Imperial Military Ministry, this was already the limit of the Empire's power.

No other reason.

This is simply because the troll empire of Tobirn is currently mired in the quagmire of the New World's World War.

Nearly 70% of the Imperial Military's Saint-level beings were dispatched to the battlefields of the New World.

The remaining 30% represents the empire's last remaining strength. In short, the empire would never easily use these Saint-level beings as cannon fodder in the mortal world.

Otherwise, the power of the subsequent demigods and gods of the empire is very likely to become disconnected.

After all, under normal promotion methods, the mortality rate for Saints and Demigods is far higher than that for those below the higher ranks of extraordinary beings.

This last 30% of Saint-level power can be considered the last remaining assets of the Tobien Empire.

How could we possibly waste our time on this battlefield, which the military has deemed 'doomed to failure'?
For instance, the hundred or so demigods in the astral realm are currently overlooking the battlefield in the mortal world, and they have no intention of joining the fray.

However, even if the Troll Empire were to withdraw from this world at this stage...

There will still be a major battle with the alien civilization to which Lin Ke belongs.

After all, at present, Lin Ke only has about twenty Saint-level forces under his command.

Even the power of these twenty-odd Saint-level beings caused the trolls immense suffering.

For nothing else.

This is because these demonic-like Saint-level beings, though they appear to be pseudo-Saints.

But these guys are no pushovers.

They are even high-level species!

A high-ranking creature actually chose to walk the path of a pseudo-saint.

This left the trolls speechless.

A higher rank means a higher success rate in advancing to the Saint rank or Demigod rank.

Even so, these high-ranking beings from the other world still chose to follow the path of pseudo-saints?
Afraid of death? That doesn't seem like it.

Surely there can't be so many high-level beings in the other world that they can freely walk the path of a pseudo-saint, right?
As for those who follow the normal path to Saint-level advancement on the battlefield.

So far, only two have been discovered in the Troll Empire.

One of them is Amos, the Rock Steel Dragon.

One of them is a Saint-rank wind-type dragon that Lin Ke was given the pure bloodline of the Hurricane Azure Dragon after he advanced to the ninth rank.

This dragon comes from the sea monster family.

It is a wind-type dragon species found on an island.

Like the Serpent Dragon, it was a Saint-ranked dragon species that chose to submit to the Forest Clan at the first opportunity.

Its name is 'Sysmerton'.

A pure-blooded dragon that has transformed from a pseudo-saint to a saint.

This transformation process is far more powerful than Amos's aura.

In fact, the moment he transformed into a pure-blooded dragon, this Saint-ranked dragon had already reached the peak of the Saint rank.

After all, according to the lifespan of dragons, this guy has long been an adult.

It was even older than Amos and had already entered the prime of its life as a dragon.

It's reasonable to be able to enter the peak of the Saint rank in one go.

And it is precisely because of the existence of this Azure Dragon.

In the central battlefield, the dozen or so Saint-level trolls did not gain any advantage whatsoever.

Furthermore, this guy had been hiding his presence beforehand, and killed two Saint-level trolls the moment he joined the battle.

This scene enraged the trolls.

If it weren't for the Saint-level trolls working together to take on the Azure Dragon Sismerton in a series of attacks, this battle would have ended long ago.

Right now, at the very front of the battlefield.

The terrifying Azure Dragon stood there, its height nearly 1,500 meters and its length nearly 2,600 meters.

Resembling a towering peak, it looked down disdainfully at the trolls.

Meanwhile, on the troll side, more than ten Saint-level trolls were hovering in the sky, facing off against the dragon.

"I thought these alien races were some kind of powerful force."

"The result was nothing special, no wonder His Highness is so determined to have this world."

Azure Dragon Sismerton transmitted his voice to the two Saint-level sub-dragons beside him.

"Come on, you're getting the benefit and then acting innocent."

"His Highness has bestowed upon you a pure dragon identity! Moreover, your bloodline is close to that of a powerful dragon."

"If Your Highness were to grant me such status and power, I could still make such boastful claims."

The whale dragon's expression was quite complicated.

But amidst the complexity, the emotions of envy and jealousy are self-evident.

Even though the whale dragon is a sub-dragon species, it is very large, even comparable to the current Sismerton.

However, their strengths are worlds apart; their bloodlines are inferior, and their current strength is far inferior as well.

After all, one is a pseudo-saint-level dragon, and the other is a pure saint-level peak dragon.

"Ah, this is no one's fault but Your Highness's."

"You can only blame yourself for not being firm in your identity as a dragon and not choosing to submit to His Highness immediately."

"As a staunch defender of the Dragon Codex, it is only natural that I, Sismerton, would be favored by Your Highness."

"Little did they know, His Highness did not value our previous strength; what He valued was the identity and recognition of the Dragon Clan."

"That old tortoise was a ninth-rank creature before, but now His Highness has bestowed upon it the identity of a dragon."

Azure Dragon Sismerton glanced at the whale dragon hovering beside him, his tone revealing extreme pride.

"There's no point in talking about this now."

“We still have a chance to earn merit. Only by earning merit will His Highness bestow generous rewards upon us.”

"This time, we old guys really went all out! As for why, I don't think there's much to say."

"This world, whether for the sake of the Dragon Clan's grand plan or for Your Highness's sake, we must conquer it!"

"Sysmerton, we've been friends for years, you'd better give us a good hand this time!"

On the other side, on the ground, half-standing is a sub-dragon with some walrus features.

Its size is also quite large, reaching nearly 800 meters.

"Of course we should help."

"However, you all know your own situation, so I can only hold back a little. After all, this is a battlefield, and there is no room for mistakes."

"So, I can't guarantee whether you can, or how many Saint-level beings you can kill."

Sismerton did not refuse, but only gave a half-hearted answer.

"Ha, those words are enough!"

"We've all grown up by going through a few life-or-death struggles."

"However, Sismerton, you should also keep an eye on things."

"Although the peak Saint rank is very strong and has the potential to condense divinity, this world is not simple either."

"In Your Highness's words, there are quite a few gods and demigods on the other side currently spying on us in the astral plane."

"In the great battle to come, you must conserve enough strength to guard against those big guys who will descend from the gods."

The walrus dragon didn't forget to remind Sismerton.

After all, Sismerton is now at the peak of the Saint rank, and his mentality is somewhat inflated due to his status as a dragon.

This can be inferred from His initial disdain for the trolls' words.

"Don't worry, although I am proud of my current identity as a dragon."

"But I'm not stupid. I've been holding back all along. You can't even imagine how powerful I am now, with power comparable to a powerful dragon's bloodline."

"Let me give you a heads-up: His Highness deliberately told me to hold back, and I only used less than 30% of my strength."

"But even so, these trolls in front of me are not enough for me to kill."

"Hmph, so-called gods, I'd like to see how much power they retain when they descend to the mortal realm! If they can only maintain the strength of demigods, then... heh heh."

Upon hearing this, both of the dragons were stunned.

Seeing their reaction, Sismerton continued:

"Is it difficult to understand?"

"Don't forget, my dragon race once dominated the continent of Auckland for countless years in ancient times."

"Mere lower-level beings, even gods, with my current power, as long as I don't go to the Astral Plane, they have absolutely no way to do anything to me!"

"Not to mention, once this matter is resolved, I can attempt to condense divinity!"

"Once the divinity is fully formed, it's not unimaginable for a demigod to enter the astral plane and slaughter gods. Although they can only kill those who may not be gods for long, they are still gods, aren't they?"

Sismerton's words are too Versailles.

What do you mean by using the power of a demigod to kill a god? And you can only slaughter those who have only recently become gods?

This has put both of the dragons in a very difficult position.

But the more this is the case, the stronger their yearning for dragon blood and identity becomes.

They are now so eager to start fighting the other side that they can't wait to do it.

They're counting on Sismerton to 'guide' them.

However, it's not time to end the war yet.

Because the troll seems to have something to say.

These guys had already passed on the message beforehand.

They said that some important figures wanted to talk to them.

Originally, Sismerton did not want to talk about it, but as a contracted entity of Linko after he reached the ninth rank, Linko agreed immediately under the watchful eyes of the whole process.

He wanted to see what these trolls had to say.

Or perhaps they're planning some kind of trick.

Thus, both sides engaged in a small-scale battle below the Saint rank every day.

After the eleventh day.

It was also when both sides, at the Saint Rank, seemed to be losing their composure.

Suddenly, above the central front, a terrifying wave of light rippled and scattered across the sky.

In an instant, a beam of light, seemingly blazing and dazzling, descended upon the earth.

In the next instant, an incredibly sacred-looking figure appeared suspended in the center of the battlefield.

A powerful deity has descended.

However, His divine descent was merely a projection, not His true form descending directly.

(End of this chapter)