Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 342 Ancient Dragon
The sound of three thousand flying dragons breaking through the formation abruptly interrupted Lakkad and Lani's burning of their essence. The two stared at each other in shock for a while. Lakkad opened his mouth and said in a dry voice: "I always thought that they were just a group of wandering ghosts."

"If there hadn't been this war, these predecessors would probably have just wandered endlessly in that wasteland until they withered and turned to ashes—" Moret said with red eyes, "But when the king was trapped in the battlefield and needed their claws and fire, they really came."

At the lead-gray edge of the mountains, the herd of ancient flying dragons was like a raging tide rising from the deep sea, or like a cumulonimbus cloud collapsing from the sky in midsummer, smashing into the formation of the starry sky beast tide with unparalleled pressure.

Most of the three thousand ancient flying dragons were superior species, their bodies bathed in brilliant and colorful light, which was a manifestation of the original power burning madly within their bodies. Each flying dragon stirred up the natural force field within a radius of one hundred meters, and set off a large amount of violent energy turbulence - when their number reached this scale, it would be a death storm that was enough to make any enemy despair.

The Fallen God-class star beasts charging in the front stared at the rapidly approaching torrent with their scarlet eyes. Even though they had extremely simple minds and usually acted almost entirely on instinct, they were now in shock.

A moment later, a high-level star beast seemed to suddenly realize the danger, and issued a commanding roar to the low-level counterparts around it, hoping to rely on its huge numbers to rush forward and entangle the opponent, and use the same method it used to deal with the flying dragon troops before to crush this group of old dragons again.

However, a roar of beast was heard, but there was no response at all.

The high-level star beasts turned their necks stiffly and stared at their kind below with wide crystallized eyes. Most of the small and medium-sized star beasts on the battlefield were motionless like stone sculptures, and those giant individuals with similar or even greater strength than themselves also fell into an indescribable sluggishness, as if even moving their limbs a few times took a lot of effort.

What happened, exactly?
It repeated this question over and over in its simple and dull mind, until the hair all over its body exploded uncontrollably, a numb and tingling feeling flowed through its body, and the organs inside its shell vibrated rapidly at the same time, driving its softened muscles to escape. Then it suddenly realized - it was fear, a fear that came from the crushing of its ecological niche, from its blood, and from its soul.

That is the fear of dragon power that all living things in the world have. Facing the iron-blooded dragon power emanating from these ancient flying dragons that have survived since the forbidden war, the star beasts who regard themselves as the followers of gods are no nobler than any other mortal creatures.

A ray of red lightning struck it, and it disintegrated into large pieces of charred debris. Apart from the crisp sound of burning flesh and cracking bones, it did not even have time to utter a dying wail until the last moment.

Roar--

The ancient dragons roared furiously, and used their fangs, claws, thunder, fire, and any other power they possessed to violently crush all enemies within sight.

There was no reason or thinking in their old and turbid eyes, not even a trace of the brilliance of intelligent creatures. However, in the depths of chaos, there was only a ray of light burning as fiercely as a fire that burned the sky.

"Faith." Lani's dark blue eyes stared at the group of warriors who saved the fate of the three dynasties. "What supported them to come here was only the belief of dying for the king."

A thousand years ago, they followed the footsteps of the Dragon God and the Dragon King, bathed in the blood of countless companions, and fought to bury Esti in her prime on the land of Gaileed.

A thousand years later, they were still listening to the echoes from the depths of their souls, returning to the battlefield in pursuit of the rise of the new king, and once again burying the returning enemies.

The entire body of the Steel Halberd Dragon Gustav turned into a cold and hard color like steel. Its body with a wingspan of one hundred meters was like an inviolable cliff. Its weight and speed alone smashed countless star beasts that were frozen in the air.

Hundreds of iron-gray dark lights shot out from between his wings, transforming into rapidly flying swords, spears, and halberds that weaved a stream of death in the sky.

The two closest fallen angel-class star beasts were crushed into pieces by the iron storm just as they tried to resist. The overwhelming rain of bone slag and blood fell, sounding the horn of the complete collapse of the beast tide. At the other end of the battlefield, the flying dragon troops, which were originally trapped in the siege and in a state of decline, also had their fighting spirit ignited. After witnessing the heroic figures of their ancestors sweeping across the battlefield, they also burst out with unprecedented strength and charged into the beast tide again.

However, this time, the star beasts were no longer able to organize a siege formation with dozens of times their strength. Most of them were still struggling under the suppression of the dragon's might, and the remaining few fell into chaos after witnessing the collapse of the formation.

The star beasts in the front were slaughtered crazily by the dragons that suddenly emerged in two lines. They rolled back like a tide and dispersed their counterparts in the back.

When the fear of death crushes the worship of gods, nothing can restrain these low-level creatures who have no intelligence to begin with.

The chaotic beast tide rolled back toward the sky. Their huge numbers became an obstacle to escape in the chaos. In order to squeeze out an escape route, the medium-sized star beasts began to frantically bite and devour the small star beasts blocking their way, and were crushed into meat paste by the even more crazy giant beasts behind them.

Although Esti was still summoning meteors from the sky, the density of the accumulated beast tide below was too high. The newly landed meteors exploded in the beast tide fleeing in the opposite direction before they even had time to hit the ground. The terrifying turbulence of magical power spread out in all directions, tearing apart countless low-level star beasts and annihilating their last bit of fighting spirit.

The collapse and massacre began.

The more than 3,000 flying dragons that merged poured out their prayer spells into the sky. The mage regiment equipped by the Scorching Sun Legion also achieved maximum killing power against the enemies who were huddled together and ready to be killed. For a moment, the whole sky was lit up by the dazzling glow, and the shattered corpses of the star beasts fell like heavy rain, filling up countless valleys and gullies.

After taking a short breath and recovering some strength, Lakkad and Lani each cut into the front line from one side. Magic and frost started the harvesting mode again. The black clouds that originally filled the sky had long been compressed into a huge tornado that flew back in the opposite direction, and then collapsed at a very fast speed.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Esti, covered in blood, stopped moving, panting while staring at the two bloody people floating in the air on her left and right.

More than a dozen crisscrossing wounds almost tore apart every inch of intact skin on Latan's body. The lion armor was also broken into large and small gold pieces, and was only barely hung on his body by the leather inlaid on the bottom layer.

Lucia's situation looked even more tragic. Only one-third of her body still had visible silver-white dragon scales, and the rest was wrapped in blood, magic power and black flames. Esti's destructive power and Caterpella's life force were tearing each other apart, fighting for the life and death of this body.

During the fierce battle that lasted for several hours, Lucia withstood nearly 70% of Esti's attacks with her strong physique and resuscitation ability. The price she paid was severe injuries that could not be easily healed even by the Queen's Embrace.

"You are going to lose—" Lucia withdrew her eyes from observing the battlefield on the eastern front, and laughed coldly, "The flying beast tide has been completely annihilated, and those rabble on the main battlefield will not be able to hold out for long."

"They are just cannon fodder and ants. No matter how many die, I can still summon more." Esti's skull face was grim. "But you two are different. If I kill you and eat you, there will be no one in the mortal world who can stop me, not even your gods."

"Then let's see who kills who—" Latan said calmly, "But we can't eat bugs like you. The most we can do is bury you in the toilet and let you ferment."

After a brief respite, a horrific war broke out again between the gods and demigods!

(End of this chapter)