Ember Dragon

Deep dragons are cunning and selfish dragons. After seeing their companions die, they turned around and fled to the rear without hesitation, and also turned their heads to spray clouds of poisonous mist behind them to block their vision and prevent pursuit.

But the half-elf paladins will not give them such a chance.

"Shh-"

A sword light several dozen meters long flashed by, directly cutting through the poisonous fog and creating a huge gap.

Then, Rhea, transformed into an angel of revenge, flew out quickly and caught up with one of the deep dragons, coming to within twenty meters behind it.

The deep dragon flapped its wings in panic and swung its tail covered with poisonous thorns behind it, trying to whip Rhea away from mid-air.

But Rhea was not panicked at all. She just flapped her wings lightly, and turned into a shadow and flew past, avoiding the deep dragon's tail. Then she slashed the sword in the air, and the blade released a twilight light.

"Thorn-"

Accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn and dirty blood splattering, one of the Deep Dragon's entire wings was cut off. It lost its balance and fell from the sky, with wails resounding through the sky.

Rhea folded her wings, held the silver sword in both hands, pointed the tip of the sword at the ground, and dived rapidly towards the ground.

"boom!"

The Shenlong slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters, causing dust to fly and gravel to splash everywhere.

It was covered in blood, and all of its bones were shattered by the strong impact. It could only struggle on the ground, making shrill howls.

But the next moment, the howling stopped abruptly.

Rhea descended from the sky and pierced the deep dragon's head with a sharp silver sword, ending its dirty life and nailing it to the ground.

Rhea drew out the silver sword, and with just a flick of her wrist, the sword emitted light, purifying the stained blood and making it clean and smooth again.

"There are two more."

She raised her head and looked at the deep dragon that was desperately fleeing in the distance.

These guys called "underground dragons" are not brainless dragon beasts, but real dragons. Both their IQ and strength are comparable to the white dragon, which is the bottom of the five-colored dragons.

Seeing their companions die, they clearly realized the gap in strength, stopped showing off their might, and fled towards the gate of the abyss in the distance.

But soon, a huge golden figure appeared in the sky, with flames wrapped all over his body. He was so fast that he caught up with one of the deep dragons in almost an instant - it was "Wings of Dawn" Titus.

"boom!"

A blazing fireball spewed out of Titus' mouth, instantly burning half of the deep dragon's body. The deep dragon wailed, swaying in the air, almost unable to maintain flying.

Titus took advantage of the victory and slapped the Deep Dragon with his huge claws, sending it flying.

Shenlong's eyes were full of stars, the world was spinning around him, and he couldn't tell the direction. He actually crashed directly into the thick chest of Gu Jinlong.

Titus opened his mouth, and scorching flames gushed out from the depths of his throat, hitting Shenlong right in the face. The hideous and ugly head quickly shrank in the flames, gradually turning into charred remains, exuding the smell of barbecue.

The huge body of the Deep Dragon fell from the sky and smashed heavily into the ground, crushing more than a dozen spider monsters to death.

"Ow—"

Seeing its fellows dying one after another, the only remaining deep dragon let out a panicked cry and rushed towards the gate of the abyss without paying attention to the angry rebukes of the spider-elf.

However, a familiar figure appeared in front of it—wearing silver armor and with black wings on his back, it was the Paladin of Vengeance Rhea.

The Deep Dragon looked desperate and begged: "Half-elf, let me go. We have no grudges against each other. I am willing to be your servant."

"No injustice or enmity?"

Rhea's face was cold, and the shadows of hundreds of Silver Moon Elves appeared behind her.

They were all soldiers who died in the Deep Dragon's poisonous fog. Their strong wills before death condensed into a blazing fire of revenge and a soul of revenge.

"What a joke! You dirty monster, you need to pay with your life!"

Rhea roared and swung the silver sword with all her might. The Spirit of Vengeance behind him also roared and rushed forward, washing away the will of the Deep Dragon with its powerful force, making its movements extremely slow.

"Shh-"

Blood spurted out, the head flew up suddenly, and a headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang, killing hundreds of monsters, blocking the exit of the gate of the abyss like a hill.

But thousands of monsters have already surrounded him. They are like a mottled flood, overwhelming and rushing over, trying to kill the half-elf paladin with their numerical advantage.

Rhea was not afraid at all, her expression was firm, and she held high the silver sword in her hand.

Holy Light Wheel!

A glimmer of twilight emanated from the sword, spreading rapidly with the silver sword as the center, instantly covering a space with a radius of nearly a hundred meters, forming a huge halo.

Without exception, all the monsters that entered the light wheel started to burn, with black smoke coming out of their bodies and letting out terrible howls, like vampires seeing the sunlight. In a short moment, they were reduced to charred remains.

Immediately afterwards, a roar was heard in the sky, and the ancient golden dragon spread its wings, casting a huge shadow that enveloped countless abyss monsters.

He swooped down rapidly, skimmed across the ground, and spewed out a cone-shaped breath of fire from his mouth. In just a moment, the surroundings turned into a sea of ​​fire, burning countless abyss monsters to death.

"Quick! Close the door to the abyss! Use the power of the Silver Moon Goddess!" Titus shouted.

A dozen abyss dragon beasts had surrounded them. Titus spewed out flames to force them back, but these dragon beasts attacked from different directions and continued to harass the ancient golden dragon, causing some trouble. The situation was at a stalemate.

Of course, if Titus, or Cassius, wanted to, he could instantly release the ancestral pressure and control this group of dragon beasts.

But it wasn't necessary, and he didn't want to reveal too much extra power.

Now Cassius only needs to control the power, maintain his dragon image as a "dutiful guardian of justice", win the trust of Queen Catherine, and become a hero in the coup in Serenia.

Hearing the cry of the ancient golden dragon, Rhea killed all the monsters blocking her way and rushed towards the gate of the abyss not far away without hesitation.

"Stop her!"

The spider elf elder in the distance roared and raised his staff. Countless sticky spider silk appeared in front of Rhea, and thousands of poisonous spiders climbed along the spider web and pounced towards her.

But Rhea held the sword with both hands, and divine energy emanated from her body, distorting and radiating the surrounding magical energy, making it impossible for those poisonous spiders to get close to her.

[Power Ring]

She then applied sword oil, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the air and actually started to burn. She swung the flaming silver sword in the air, flames splashed, and the spider silk in front of her was easily cut off.

The flame spread along the spider silk and continued to burn. In just a moment, all the obstacles in front of it were swept away.

Rhea vibrated her wings and came directly to the gate of the abyss that was blocked by the corpse of the deep dragon.

Her eyes sparkled, and all the energy in her body that belonged to those favored by God was released, transmitted through her arms to the weapon, causing the sword to emit the light of a silver moon.

"Get back here!" The long sword swung down, splitting the body of the deep dragon cleanly and neatly. Silver light descended from the sky and shone on the door to the abyss.

Holy beheading!
Under this sacred power, the Gate of the Abyss emitted black mist and continued to shrink. The monsters that stuck their heads out of the abyss died instantly in the holy light.

The Gate of the Abyss shrank into a pitch-black dot and eventually disappeared into the material plane, while the surrounding branches of the sacred tree returned to purity under the purification of the light.

"well done!"

Rhea turned her head and saw that there were so many abyss dragon beasts, deep dragons and shadow dragons in the sky, like a thick dark cloud.

The figure of the ancient golden dragon was like the sun covered by dark clouds, struggling hard in the clouds, roaring and continuously releasing raging flames, trying to cast its light on the earth.

In the distance, warriors from heaven blew their horns, wearing golden armor, and charged towards the evil dragons, trying to relieve some of the pressure on the ancient golden dragon.

"Mr. Titus"

Rhea flapped her wings, flew into the air, joined the battle, and fought with hundreds of evil dragons.

Next to the Elf Queen, the wizard from the Arcane Hermitage used True Sight to observe the blood moon and the barrier in the sky, seeming to be lost in thought.

'Weakened'

"Yes, the image from the evil god has weakened! These gates to the abyss of the distorted world and the extremely evil monsters are the anchor points of the so-called 'Eight-Armed Mother Goddess'."

Suddenly, the wizard became excited: "If these anchor points are completely removed, He will lose the ability to directly affect the material plane."

"And according to the distribution of the Abyss Gate, the initial anchor point with the greatest impact is within the Holy Tree!"

"Very good." Catherine, who was suspended in mid-air, opened her eyes. Her clear pupils sparkled like two silver full moons, exuding a holy aura.

At this moment, the Elf Queen seemed to no longer be a mortal in the material world, but the embodiment of divine will.

"My people - I issue an order to you in the name of the King of Serenia. Close those gates of the abyss and attack the sacred tree itself!"

"The merciful Silver Moon Goddess is watching us!"

She stretched out her scepter and pointed at the thick trunk of the sacred tree in the distance. Her voice was full of majesty and echoed throughout the battlefield.

Suddenly, all the Silver Moon Elves present felt their bodies light, as if an invisible force appeared in their bodies, giving them endless fighting spirit. Even the swords in their hands and the light armor on their bodies emitted a faint light.

That is the blessing of the Silver Moon Goddess, the God of Moonlight, the Mother of Serenya - Sehanine!
Under the protection of the gods, the coalition forces became more and more motivated to fight, their offensive became more and more fierce, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards them.

In the sky, under the fury of the golden dragon, several abyssal dragon beasts were burning all over, wailing and falling. The half-elf paladin swung the silver sword in the air, countless blades of light crossed, and blood and broken body parts spilled onto the ground.

The angels of the heavenly army also raised their weapons that emitted holy light and fought with the evil dragon in the sky, tearing apart the dark sky.

The rangers and thieves of the Harpist Alliance moved swiftly on the battlefield, stabbing with daggers or shooting arrows, clearing out the monsters around them.

Melisandre even drew the longbow in her hand and put on an arrow with hurricane magic.

"Shh-"

Accompanied by a sharp scream, strong winds whistled wherever the arrow passed, tearing everything apart and strangling hundreds of spider monsters that blocked its path. Broken limbs and shattered shells could be seen everywhere.

——This is the power of a legendary ranger’s arrow.

Melisandre waved her hand and said, "Harpers, attack!"

These rangers dressed in simple cloaks moved swiftly, rushing towards the gate of the abyss with the Silver Moon Wheel sent by their elven allies.

"Damn humans! Tear them apart!"

In the distance, the spider elf elder struck the ground with his scepter and shouted at the top of his lungs. Several demon-hunting spiders followed his orders and came.

However, the next moment, his shouting stopped abruptly.

A tiny blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, directly piercing through his head. The spider elf elder was filled with disbelief, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

Behind him, a slender arrow was deeply embedded in the trunk of the sacred tree, covered with brains and blood.

Melisandre did not stop for a moment and shot several arrows in succession. These arrows came with a burst of wind and directly pierced the heads of the demon hunting spiders.

These monsters died under the arrows of the legendary ranger before they even had time to fire their rays.

"Go back to the abyss!"

A ranger leaped up, ignoring the monsters around him and pressing the Silver Moon Wheel above the gate of the abyss.

The light was so bright that silver glow filled the earth.

All kinds of spider monsters screamed miserably in the light and their bodies began to burn. They struggled continuously but could not escape the fate of losing their lives.

The gate to the abyss also shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a tiny black dot and disappeared.

Another door to the abyss closed.

At the other end of the battlefield, Zen led hundreds of dwarf cavalry to launch a charge. The rock hammers in his hands shone brightly, and stone pillars rose from the ground, killing all the monsters around the Gate of the Abyss.

With the support of Queen Catherine and the protection of the Silver Moon God, similar things continued to happen: one door after another to the abyss was closed, and every part of the sacred tree was gradually purified.

Catherine raised her scepter high, and her clear voice spread across the battlefield: "For the merciful and great Silver Moon Goddess - take back the sacred tree!"

"For justice!"

"Everyone, it's time to let them see our faith and strength! Justice will prevail!"

The ancient golden dragon circled high in the sky and blew the horn made from the dragon beast's leg bones, making a dull, long sound.

"For Sehanine! For Serenya!"

"For justice!"

The tens of thousands of coalition soldiers present were all high-spirited and charged forward with the belief that they would win. Their offensive was like a massive tsunami.

"No, no you are all traitors, enemies of Serenya."

Theron stood on the top of the sacred tree, looking down at the scene, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

Is the thousand-year rule of the Council of Elders going to end here?

No, he could never allow this to happen!
Only he is worthy of being the ruler of Serenia, and only he, Theron, can lead the Silvermoon Elves to eternal glory!

Thinking of this, the elder's face became more ferocious, like a cruel and cunning beast. (End of this chapter)