Ember Dragon

"Cluster attack!"

"boom--"

The gun barrels at the bottom of dozens of airships were raised at the same time, and thick rays of light burst out from the muzzles, converging at one point and shooting towards the towering barrier.

Then, thousands of heavy artillery pieces in the Empire's positions opened fire again. Dense shells filled the sky. The dazzling flames made it impossible to open one's eyes. Thick, pungent smoke filled the wasteland.

The steam tanks in the distance also launched a volley of fire, but they no longer dared to charge rashly. After all, there were a lot of charred wreckage nearby.

Under such an attack, in the violent explosions, the ripples of the light film became more and more violent, but no cracks appeared, and it remained extremely solid.

However, at this moment, the space was torn apart by tongues of fire, and with a "sizzling" sound, huge cracks appeared in the imperial position.

Twelve warlocks in long robes flew out, led by a young woman.

She had long red hair and her eyes were as bright as gold, revealing a faint dragon's majesty.

Seeing Misha coming, Dror hurried forward to greet her: "Great, Duke Misha, you are finally here. Our troops have been blocked here for several days and have never been able to break through this barrier."

Misha looked at the majestic barrier towering into the sky, her eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes flashing: "Is that the Blazing Sun Barrier? Such a strong energy fluctuation."

Dror nodded in agreement: "That is an ancient device left by the Holy Fadlan, which can store sunlight and convert it into its own energy.

Before our attack, the Sun Core Eye had accumulated sunlight for nearly two hundred years and possessed a huge reserve of solar divine power. Even if we attacked with all our strength, it would be difficult to break through it.

Until today, we have consumed 200,000 artillery shells and conducted more than a dozen rounds of bombing, but we have not been able to break through the defense of the Blazing Sun Barrier."

Misha nodded slightly: "It is indeed very difficult, but don't worry, Marshal Dror, we have the power bestowed by His Majesty. Even if the sun god descends to the world, he may not be able to stop us."

Dror's tense face finally showed joy: "Great, I've been waiting for you to say this. We will launch a general attack at night and take down St. Michael City in one fell swoop!"

"Of course, His Majesty Cassius will protect us." Misha said softly.

As night gradually fell, the city of St. Michael was still wrapped in a film of light and was as bright as day. From a distance, it looked like a city built among the stars.

"Whoosh-"

Shells trailing light cut through the night sky and struck the light film outside the city like meteors, creating explosions and causing it to flicker continuously, but still unable to shake the stubborn defense.

"Damn Imperials!"

"It's really endless. It keeps me awake every day!"

"Amaunator, by God, when will we be able to drive these damned dragon minions out!"

The soldiers stationed on the city wall cursed and complained constantly, but there was little fear in their tone.

For the residents of St. Michael, this has even become their normal state. Many people have become accustomed to the roar of artillery fire and have fallen asleep amid the continuous loud noise.

"It seems that the situation is far more serious than we imagined. The army of the Burning Empire is very powerful."

A beautiful female angel wearing silver armor flapped her wings and slowly descended to the top of the city wall.

She is Tirena Star Angel, the divine duke of the Thracian Kingdom and one of Wilham's most trusted subordinates.

Tirena had been stationed in the south, commanding the Angel Legion and fighting against the Cassander Kingdom and the Seleucid Kingdom.

But at this moment, in order to resist the invasion of the Burning Empire, Wilham even transferred her to the north and reluctantly gave up a large tract of territory in the south.

The human officer stood beside her, with a flattering look on his face: "Duke Tirena, as long as you are here, no one can capture Saint Michael.

What's more, we also have the Blazing Sun Fortress specially granted by His Majesty Wilham. These crude and barbaric imperial people simply cannot understand the greatness of the Sun God!"

Tirena shook her head, raised her head and looked at the sky, her delicate face flickering in the light of the explosion: "No, we can't underestimate the enemy. It must be said that these imperial people are very talented in war.

In just a few years, they were able to build such a terrifying army. No wonder they conquered North Eysel and the Mountain Kingdom. "

She glanced at the officer beside her with a sharp look and continued, "But you are right about one thing - these imperial people underestimated the power of the sun god and dared to play with fire in front of me!"

Tirena flapped her wings suddenly, flew into the air, then raised the burning sword in her hand and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Only the sun is the source of all fire and light!"

"boom--"

A dazzling golden light shot up into the sky and formed a huge ball of light in the sky, like a miracle sent down by the sun god.

Then, the twelve prisms all turned together and pointed toward the sky, gathering the sun's light, making the ball of light in the sky even more dazzling, like a real sun, illuminating half the sky.

"It's Lady Tirena!"

"By Amaunator, this is a miracle!"

Under the soldiers' admiring gazes, the ball of light released countless streams of light that streaked across the sky and fell towards the imperial position in the distance.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The flames fell, causing violent explosions in the Imperial positions.

Amid the earth-shaking roar, the steam tanks were blown into charred wreckage, and the airships turned into huge burning fireballs, falling to the ground one after another, and thousands of soldiers wailed in the sea of ​​fire.

A shrill alarm sounded, and the Empire's position fell into chaos.

"Activate energy protection!"

"Damn it, it's those Thracians!"

The giant armors carried huge shields and released hexagonal force field shields with a diameter of 100 meters. Those force field shields were connected together, covering the sky above the imperial position.

Hundreds of wizards waved their staffs and cast spells such as rain and frost to put out the sea of ​​​​fire in the position.

Finally, the fireballs released from the light ball were blocked by the force field shield, and order was gradually restored in the Empire's position, with only the loss of seven airships, a dozen tanks, and thousands of soldiers.

"Damned Thracians!"

Dror roared with a ferocious face and slammed his fist on the table, causing wood chips to fly and the table to break into countless small pieces.

"I want them dead! I will crush these Thracians and show them the true power of the Empire!!"

The hobgoblin was panting, his eyes red, but he gradually calmed down and said to the messenger: "Go, tell Duke Misha that I will make these Thracians pay the price!"

"Yes, sir."

Misha waved her dragon wings and stood high in the sky with eleven dragon bond warlocks, looking at the ball of light in the distance.

She said solemnly: "It is indeed her, Tirena, the angel-descended duke of the Thracian Kingdom, a legendary strongman.

However, in front of the master's power, even if your gods come in person, it will be useless and will only be destroyed by the dragon flames!"

Soon, the messenger rode a flying dragon to the sky and anxiously informed Misha of Dror's order. Misha nodded, then looked around, sweeping the faces of the dragon contract warlocks with a sharp gaze.

"Everyone, it's time to let these lowly Thracians witness the power of the master, for the great red dragon!"

"For the Great Red Dragon!"

The Dragon Contract Warlocks also shouted in unison, their faces pious, like fanatics about to hold a sacrificial ceremony.

Before she finished her words, Misha stretched out her hand and pointed into the distance.

She closed her eyes tightly, scarlet dragon scales appeared on her cheeks, flowing flames surrounded her body, and majestic dragon power emanated from her.

"Molten gold swims in the vertical pupils, mountains awaken on the back, and magma flows along the scales to form a new border—"

The dragon-bond warlocks behind Misha closed their eyes and chanted dragon hymns in a low voice. The dragon's might became stronger and stronger, and was about to condense into substance.

A huge red dragon even appeared above their heads, roaring at Saint Michael in the distance.

"When the wings split the clouds, a sulfur storm will sweep across the world—"

The power bestowed by the red dragon in the Dragon Contract Warlocks turned into rays of light, which gathered behind Misha accompanied by passionate songs of praise.

Misha raised her finger and suddenly opened her eyes. An extremely dazzling flame suddenly burst out from her golden pupils, and an extremely thick column of fire was released from her fingertips!

"Roar--"

The roar of the dragon came from the distant void, making all things tremble.

The blazing white pillar of fire was like a gigantic sword, tearing and piercing through the entire night sky.

"Casius is above!"

"what is that?"

"It's Lady Misha! She has the power granted by His Majesty Cassius. Those Thracians are dead!"

The soldiers of the empire all raised their heads and looked at the pillar of fire in the sky with expressions of great fanaticism and joy.

Dror's face was filled with the pleasure of revenge, and he ordered into the intercom in a voice that was almost a roar: "Open fire! Open fire!
I will make those Thracians pay the most painful price! I will make them regret for the rest of their lives for being the enemy of the Burning Empire!"

Along with the sound of air exploding, the pillar of fire carried an unstoppable momentum and bombarded towards the Blazing Sun Barrier in the distance.

"My God, Amaunator. What a terrifying power! Quick! Block that breath!" Tirena's face suddenly changed. She quickly waved her wings, raised her sword, and poured the tremendous divine power in her body into the Eye of the Sun Core.

The dozen or so angel descendants also flew up one after another, holding up their flaming swords. Dozens of rays of light merged into the light film one after another, making the light film more solid, and the rotating sacred emblem of the sun appeared on its surface.

"Block it!"

"at all costs!"

"For Thrace, for Amaunator!"

The dozens of sun god priests once again poured the gold powder containing divine power into the Holy Sun Urn. The liquid sunlight energy in the urn boiled violently, and a sun disc totem emerged on the mirror surface.

At this moment, Saint Michael was completely enveloped in light, like a miracle, and it was difficult for mortals to even open their eyes.

"boom!"

The pillar of fire slammed into the light film, and the explosion in the sky was like a supernova, releasing terrifying energy and creating a shock wave that swept across the sky and earth, overturning the ground and tearing apart the clouds.

The moment it hit the light film, the ground in front of St. Michael suddenly became transparent - the hard, thick granite layer vaporized within one thousandth of a second, forming a boiling magma sea.

The golden dome wailed under the continuous bombardment of the fire pillars, and the 720 alchemical matrices on the Blazing Sun Barrier flickered at the same time.

The sacred runes that had been circulating on the surface of the light film for three centuries began to peel off piece by piece, like melted gold foil floating in the void.

With the location bombarded by the pillar of fire as the center, the light film kept flickering and trembling, and fine spider-web-like cracks began to appear on it.

"We must not let them break the Blazing Sun Barrier!"

Tirena roared, divine light flashed in her eyes, and golden flames burst out from her mouth and nose.

Her body became translucent in the endless light, and one could even see the bones inside her body. Glowing cracks appeared on her skin, and it was obvious that she had already exhausted all her strength.

But the pillar of fire did not weaken at all, and even became more fierce, with extremely high-level energy emerging from it.

At the same time, thousands of artillery pieces roared in the empire's positions. Countless shells, trailing flames and thick smoke, streaked across the sky and bombarded the light film, causing it to flicker continuously.

In the past, the light film released by the Blazing Sun Fortress could easily withstand everything, but now, under the bombardment of the fire pillar, it has become somewhat powerless and increasingly weak.

"My Lord, we are almost at the breaking point!"

The Chief Sun Priest vomited blood and roared. He poured all his strength into the Eye of the Sun, and the sun in his pupil became increasingly dimmer.

"Do not--"

"This is impossible!"

Tirena roared heart-wrenchingly, two golden streaks of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her tone was full of unwillingness.

But even she could no longer stop the terrifying pillar of fire and could only watch as cracks appeared on the surface of the light film.

Finally, with a clear sound like breaking glass, the light film covering the city suddenly shattered and turned into countless energy fragments containing the power of the sun.

The pillar of fire also directly bombarded the Blazing Sun Barrier, melting it and punching a huge hole with a diameter of more than ten meters in the center, through which flowed boiling red molten iron.

"God."

"Amaunator above! Our rampart! It's falling!"

"boom--"

Amid the roar and friction of metal, and the wailing and screams of the soldiers, the towering ramparts collapsed and became the grave of countless Thracians.

The Blazing Sun Barrier, a holy relic that had existed in Fadlan for hundreds of years and had blocked countless invasions of evil demons, no longer existed.

Without the obstruction of the light film, the empire's artillery shells fell like raindrops, exploding on the city walls, instantly taking the lives of countless defenders and destroying the city walls with holes.

Steam tanks and armored vehicles roared across the earth and launched a mass charge towards the city of St. Michael.

"For the Empire!"

"Long live the great red dragon!"

The soldiers shouted slogans and rushed to the south one after another. It was time to counterattack! (End of this chapter)