The Infinite Dragon God Cannot Find Silence

Having experienced that war, he knew better than anyone the power of the monsters that appeared in the City of Blazing Flames.

Similarly, they understood better than anyone else in the lower and middle classes that at this point, the lower and middle classes had absolutely no room to struggle on their own.

Arcadia, which possessed such power, is now virtually nonexistent in name only, and to this day, no community has been able to take over the position of that legendary community and integrate the entire middle and lower classes.

Right now... the most important thing is to save as many people as possible.

Did you bring any communication devices with you?

The people were still being evacuated, and Mandela asked his men beside him.

Unfortunately, he received a negative answer.

The situation was too chaotic at the time, and it was unknown whether any communication equipment remained intact, but Mandela's side simply didn't have the time or resources to search for it.

It seems that no one is actually carrying one.

Now Mandela has no idea how many troops are still alive in Salamander... In any case, the chain of command has completely collapsed, and he can't even contact many of his own people, let alone contact other reinforcements thousands of miles away.

As for Sandra, who was lost in the war... Mandela didn't even dare to think about this question at this moment.

"Damn it, trying to escape with so many people under these circumstances is absolutely impossible..."

Mandela's expression was somber.

He hadn't forgotten that a group of giants was rushing over from all directions, and the Peridon he had just killed was definitely not all of them.

With a three-headed dragon behind and a killer species in front, the situation couldn't be worse.

Moreover, there are quite a few civilians, and he doesn't think they can be evacuated in a short time.

It's a complete dead end.

"Lord Mandela!"

Just then, a soldier nearby suddenly drew his sword and shouted a warning.

Mandela followed the soldier's gaze and his eyes widened in surprise.

One after another, enormous figures were slowly walking towards them, and above their heads hovered a flock of ugly half-deer, half-bird creatures.

"Giants...how is this possible?!"

Mandela was horrified as he propped himself up from his position against the wall.

Although his senses were dulled considerably due to his severe injuries, the approach of such a heavy object...

"Damn it, have we let our guard down?"

Mandela quickly discovered the problem. At this time, the City of Blazing Flames was constantly trembling violently due to the volcanic eruption and the rampage of the three-headed dragon. Mandela, who had unknowingly become accustomed to the tremors, ignored the information the earth was sending when the giant approached.

An utterly foolish mistake.

"Prepare for battle first."

Mandela had no choice but to issue this order first.

But he knew very well that this behavior was unlikely to achieve much.

They failed to bring out the fire dragons, lacking Salamander's most prized aerial combat power, while their opponents, on the contrary, possessed an endless expanse of Peridon.

The difference between having air superiority and not having it is enormous, and this principle applies even in a small garden setting.

At least Mandela couldn't imagine how he could possibly hold off the Peridon swarms diving down on civilians from the air with just a few soldiers on the ground.

He himself might survive, but the civilians would definitely perish.

But it's better than doing nothing at all.

The group of killers had clearly come by their scent from the start. Once they came into view, Peridon accelerated past the giants and charged toward Salamander, quickly approaching their airspace.

But at that moment, hundreds of beams of fire swept through the Peridon swarm.

"Roar!"

The next moment, a hundred or so fire dragon knights flew in from the direction of the City of Blazing Flames, quickly engaging in battle with the Peridon.

"elder brother!"

Sandra and Kasukabe Yo also appeared together beside Mandela.

The two girls didn't look well at the moment, covered in blood and mud, but no one cared about that.

“Sandora, you…”

"The attack just now should have originated from the ground, and the air was less affected. After that, I roughly guessed what my brother would do, so I gathered the remaining military police and rushed to provide support."

Sandra clearly wasn't in the mood to waste words with her brother and interrupted Mandela directly.

"We'll hold them off here, brother, you hurry and protect the civilians as they leave."

"It's simply impossible!"

Under Sandra's decisive command, Mandela suddenly felt as if his younger sister had grown up, but he still reluctantly refused the order.

“You can’t hold on. There are too many civilians. You can’t go fast at all. Even if you abandon the wounded and the old and weak, you can’t hold on long enough to keep us from being caught.”

Although there is a boundary gate in the City of Blazing Flames, it is uncertain whether it has been destroyed. Going back now would be tantamount to suicide.

However, Sandra, displaying the capriciousness typical of young girls, completely disregarded all of this.

"Just do it! And no one is allowed to throw it away."

The girl firmly issued the instruction again.

"Power comes with a mission. Protecting the small garden and the people is the duty of the ruling class, and it is also a responsibility that Salamander, who benefits from it all, must bear. Even if only one of us is left, Salamander will fight until everyone here leaves this outer gate."

"..."

Mandela paused for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"As ordered."

Hearing her brother's response, Sandra gave a pure smile and then turned to Kasukabe Yo.

"Sister Yao isn't one of Salamander's people..."

“Nameless and Salamander are allies, and I also need to find Flying Bird.”

Kasukabe Yo responded briefly and directly to Sandra's words.

Yes, that's right.

The fire dragon girl smiled even more brightly, turning to face the giant rushing towards them.

Mandela looked over as well.

I hadn't looked closely before... the number of these giants seemed endless.

Even for Salamander at her peak, she was no easy enemy.

Mandela gritted his teeth, refusing to look at the situation there, and turned back to continue organizing the escape.

But at that moment, he looked up as if he had sensed something.

High in the sky, where he could no longer reach, several 'shooting stars' slowly streaked across the sky.

The next moment, those 'shooting stars' flickered a few times, scattering some fragments of light.

Before Mandela could react to what was happening, fragments of light fell to the ground.

Then, the roar engulfed everything around it.

Chapter 737 Support and Destruction

The continuous explosions not only tore apart the giants' formation, but the impact also knocked down those still standing on the ground on Salamander's side, forcing the fire dragon forces to retreat temporarily.

The Peridons were scattered and before they could regroup, several were pierced through by a sudden beam of light. Then the entire Peridon swarm was torn apart by a high-speed object. A giant bravely charged forward through the explosion, trying to swing his weapon, but in the next second, his huge and ugly head was replaced by a fountain of blood.

Mandela and Sandra stared in disbelief at the three white-winged girls who had broken through the crowd of Peridon and the giants and arrived in front of them. After appearing, the three girls quickly took control of the situation. One continued to slaughter the enemy, while the other provided a protective barrier for Salamander's group, isolating them from the battlefield and the deafening noise.

The last Skywing species stared at Mandela and the others, its eyes flashing with streams of data.

"Identities confirmed as Northern District hierarchy rulers and community Salamanda... We are the 42nd Wing Team of the 5th Wing of the Heavenly Army's Ouropolos Skywing Race. Please depart immediately. Someone will guide you to the designated coordinates, and Heavenly Court ships will pick you up. You have three hours. After that, the Heavenly Army will completely abandon the Northern District's outer gate numbered 54545. Please do not delay."

Before the two could even speak, the Skywing race threw out a long string of words.

"And what about you?"

In the end, Sandra could only awkwardly throw out this question.

"We will wipe out the enemy forces pursuing you here, and then head to the City of Blazing Flames to search for and rescue any possible survivors..."

"Wait, just the three of you?"

"We are the only team that can reach this area and make deployments at this point in time. Apart from the Heavenly Court fleet assisting in the evacuation, there is no need to send more troops."

"..."

Sandra paused.

Both she and Mandela were well aware of the abilities of the Skywing race, abilities that were beyond the reach of their Salamanders.

Even so, encountering the monsters currently rampaging through the City of Blazing Flames would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

However, while Sandra might be able to keep up in combat, without sufficient mobility, she would only be a hindrance if she tried to catch up.

Taking a deep breath, the hierarchy ruler nodded to the three Skywings.

"I'll go with you!"

But before she could speak, Kasukabe Yō raised his hand first.

"I can keep up with your pace."

The leader of the Skywing race glanced at Kasukabe.

"Okay, but we will not provide you with any cover or assistance."

Without any pause, the Skywing race spoke.

Rather than agreeing with Kasukabe, it's more accurate to say that after comparing the data and judging that this person wouldn't cause any harm, they simply didn't want to waste time on this kind of entanglement.

"But I will support you."

Kasukabe, on the other hand, took a serious step forward and responded.