You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

Bone Dragon No. 1 flapped its wings and took off, its dragon breath striking the vanguard of the defending army, burning the first row of blood-cloaked warriors and their shields to ashes.

The Bone Serpent Assault Team circled around from the left flank, their fangs biting into the giant beast's leg armor, producing a piercing sound of metal cracking.

Frontally, the skeleton warriors steadily advanced, pushing heavy siege shields, blocking the first wave of arrows from the Blood Valley crossbows.

Viser led a squad of Mud Lurkers directly under the snow, bypassing the front line of defense and silently approaching the enemy's back row of mages.

The commander of Blood Valley roared, his spear spinning in a red blur before he hurled it at Ron.

The spearhead approached with a piercing shriek as it tore through the air—

Ron raised his sword to parry, and the moment the blade collided with the spear, a shockwave of law exploded, swirling the surrounding snow into the air.

He swung his hand back, and the blade flashed, cleaving through the snow mist and heading straight for the commander's chest.

The bone sharks of the Dark Sea Abyss swam upstream, biting through the sluice gates, and a torrent carrying ice blocks poured into the low-lying areas of Blood Valley City.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the tentacle ghost climbed up the city wall and cut the chains of the city gate from the inside.

Bone Dragon No. 1 swooped down, its claws slamming heavily onto the city gate, tearing the thick wooden and iron gate in two with a single blow.

The main force of the Black Language Cave surged into the city like a tidal wave, and street fighting broke out instantly.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the commander urged the giant beast to rush into the city in an attempt to hold it.

Ron whispered a command: "Stop them."

The Bone Serpent Assault Team suddenly emerged from beneath the snow, coiling around the giant beast's limbs. Simultaneously, the explosives from the Mud Lurkers detonated, blasting the giant beast to its knees.

Ron leaped forward, his longsword piercing the commander's chest guard, pinning him firmly to the snow.

A system notification sounded in my ear:

The core defenses of Blood Valley City have been destroyed.

[Control of the copy rule is in progress]

The snow stopped, and the battle flags outside Blood Valley City were replaced with Black Language's flags, fluttering in the wind and snow.

Ron sheathed his sword, looked towards Riftrock Keep further north, and whispered:

"Next, it's you."

No sooner had the Black Language flag been raised in Blood Valley than scouts from Riftrock Fortress brought back news.

The fortress towering at the junction of the mountains is now on full alert—the city gates are closed, the arrow towers on the cliffs burn day and night, and the light of the magic arrays envelops the entire valley like the blazing sun.

The map that Viser was tapping on the command table read: "Riprock Fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack. A direct assault would lead to a war of attrition. We must first block its supply lines."

Ron's finger landed on two thin red lines on the map—those were the transport routes between Riftstone Keep and the Outland interior.

"The Dark Sea Abyss follows the underground river beneath the mountain, cutting off water supply; the Throat of the Abyss follows the crack under the cliff, severing bottom transport; the Black Language Cave exerts pressure from the front, making them think we are preparing for a direct assault."

Belin raised an eyebrow: "Three days? Can they starve to death?"

Ron smiled faintly: "Even if we can't trap them to death, we'll at least make them suffocate."

Day One

The bone sharks of the Dark Sea Abyss slithered along the underground river, their ghostly tentacles clinging to the slippery rock walls, severing the energy pipelines laid along the river.

The transport raft, which had just reached the middle of the underground river, was torn to pieces by a bone shark, and the cargo sank into the current.

The Bone Serpent Assault Team of the Abyss Throat advanced along the crevice at the bottom of the cliff, silently climbing onto the transport platform and pushing batches of supplies down into the hundred-meter abyss.

The next day

The granaries at Rift Rock Fortress began to distribute grain in rations, and the number of patrols by the garrison increased significantly.

The Black Language Cave's siege force assembled prominently at the front, with siege engines and giant crossbows lined up in a row, keeping the defenders on the city walls awake day and night.

Day Three

The magic circle at Rift Rock Fortress was noticeably dimming, and two of the arrow towers on the cliff remained dark all night, indicating a complete loss of supplies.

Ron ordered: "A feint attack from the front, while infiltrating from both flanks."

Under the cover of night, Bone Dragon One skimmed low over the valley, its breath striking a corner of the city wall, sending rocks flying.

The forces of Dark Sea Abyss and Abyss Throat broke in from both flanks, advancing straight to the inner side of the city gate.

The explosives lurking in the mud detonated simultaneously, blasting a huge hole in the heavy city gate from the inside.

Chapter 147

The main force of the Black Language Cave rushed in, and street fighting broke out in the narrow stone passages.

The defenders of Riftrock Fortress suffered repeated defeats on the mountain path, and the tower containing the core of the magic array was gradually exposed to Ron.

He looked at the tall tower, his voice as cold as the mountain wind: "Take it, and the border will be ours."

The light from the magic array on the tower flickered uncertainly in the night, like a star about to go out.

Heavy mountain winds, carrying stone dust, blew down from the cliff, mingling with shouts of battle and the clanging of steel, filling the entire Rift Rock Fortress.

Bone Dragon One hovered in the air, its dragon breath repeatedly covering the top of the tower, making it impossible for the defenders to maintain their position.

The bone sharks of the Dark Abyss charged through the mountain path, their fangs tearing through shields, and their tentacle-like spirits climbing up the stone walls, dragging the archers into the darkness.

Ron, along with Viser and Claudia, headed straight for the magic array tower from the eastern mountain path.

The tower base consists of three layers of thick stone, inlaid with black defensive runes, with a squad of elite heavily armored soldiers guarding each layer.

With a wave of his hand, Viser's Bone Serpent Assault Team pressed forward, their fangs and bone spikes tearing through the first line of defense.

Claudia's Shadowscale Stalker slipped through the gap, circled around to the rear of the second layer of defense, and instantly cleaved the heavily armored soldiers into a pile of corpses.

In front of the tower gate, the last defenders formed an impenetrable square formation.

Ron did not send his troops to charge head-on. Instead, he raised his hand to activate his Law Vision and located the energy conduit embedded in the tower wall.

"Those lurking in the mud, rise."

Several lurking creatures emerged from the cracks in the rocks and stuffed bone spike explosives into the inlet one by one.

With a deafening roar, several gaps were blasted open in the tower wall, and the defensive runes instantly became ineffective.

Ron stepped into the gap, his longsword flashing with a cold light, cleaving the commander in his path, armor and all, flying away. The commander was already dead when he hit a stone pillar.

The core of the magic array floated in mid-air at the top of the tower, shaped like a giant rock heart with cracks all over its surface.

Bone Dragon No. 1 plunged directly into the top of the tower, its giant claws grabbing the rock core and tearing it off with a deafening cracking sound.

System notifications rang in my ears one after another:

The core of the Rift Keep dungeon has been destroyed.

[Transfer of control over the rules]

When the magic array was completely extinguished, the shouts of battle in the valley gradually subsided, and the remaining defenders either surrendered or fled into the wasteland.

The gates of Riftrock Keep opened in the morning light, and the banners of the Black Language unfurled atop the cliffs, overlooking the entire North.

Viser whispered, "The entire northern border is in our hands."

Ron squinted at the distant horizon: "Then let's head out."

On the cliffs of Rift Rock Fortress, the wind howled like knives, causing the three black flags to flutter wildly.

Ron stood on the city wall, his gaze sweeping across the valley towards the vast and desolate heart of Outland.

There were no imperial laws or stable order there, only older and more brutal parallel factions vying for power.

Viser unfolded a newly drawn map, which marked the main dungeons in northern Outland—

"Ironbone Wasteland", "Snake Bone Valley", "Windmark Fortress", and the deepest "Phantom City".

Belin pointed to Snake Bone Valley: "This is where the largest monster in the outer realms hatched. Once mobilized, it can form a beast tide of 100,000 within half a month."

If we venture too far, our escape route will be blocked.

Ron glanced at the picture and said calmly, "Then let's cut it off first."

Operational deployment

The Dark Sea Abyss – A water vein system that enters Snake Bone Valley from the Northern Dark River, directly permeating the core hatching pool;

The Throat of the Abyss - Proceed along the fissure in the wasteland to sever the connection between Snake Bone Valley and Ironbone Wasteland;

Black Whisper Caves – to hold back Windscar Fortress and prevent it from intervening while we attack Snake Bone Valley.

Claudia was responsible for staying behind at Rift Keep and coordinating supply lines to ensure that supplies from the three dungeons were continuously sent to the front lines.

Three days later, the Black Language Army appeared on the edge of the outer wilderness.

The wind whipped up sand and dust, casting the massive shadow of Bone Dragon No. 1 onto the ground, making it look like a colossal beast straddling the sky.

Outside Snake Bone Valley, decaying animal bones stretch for miles like a mountain ridge. The guards at the valley entrance are humanoid lizard-scaled warriors, wielding bone blades and with dark green light in their eyes.

No sooner had they sounded the alarm than the swarm of bone sharks from the Dark Abyss surged forth from the bottom waters, crushing the first line of defense.

Ron stood outside the valley entrance, his long sword pointing into the valley.

"Today, let's turn this valley into a graveyard."

The Bone Serpent Assault Team circled in from both flanks, and the tentacled ghosts climbed up the valley walls along the animal bones, dragging one watchtower after another into the darkness.

The tentacled ghosts of the Dark Sea Abyss slithered into the hatching pool and pressed the bone spike explosive into the energy chamber at the bottom of the pool.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the black liquid in the incubation pool shot into the sky, and the monsters that were not yet fully formed in the pool were reduced to charred bones in the flames and impact.

The system prompt sounds:

The core of the Serpent Bone Valley instance has been destroyed.

[Transfer of control over the rules]

Ron sheathed his sword and turned to look at the next marker on the map—Ironbone Wasteland.

"Keep going, don't let them catch their breath."

Smoke still rises from the beast bone ridge of Snake Bone Valley, and the air is filled with the mixed smell of charred bones and blood.

Without pausing, Ron immediately ordered: "The entire army moves north, target—Ironbone Wasteland."