Ember Dragon

Chapter 790 The Beginning of the War

The eyes of the altar are two blood-red crystals that contain some kind of terrifying power. They emit a deep light that makes people shudder.

In the air around them, flying dragons, dragon-vein bats, and pseudo-dragons were flying in a disorderly manner, flapping their wings constantly.

On the steps in front of the altar, a thick river of blood slowly flowed out of the dragon's mouth, mixed with broken fingers, small pieces of internal organs, and even eyeballs with nerves attached.
At the foot of the stairs, dozens of cultists in black robes were kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly.

After hearing the noise at the door, they all turned their heads, anger welling up in their narrow vertical pupils: "Intruders! Kill them!"

"This is the sacred sacrificial site of the Mother of Dragons. How dare you intrude!"

The cult priest at the front held up a torch and said, "Tear them apart! The enemy's soul and flesh are the best sacrifices!"

The eerie flames illuminated the dark underground and also the top of the large cave.

People looked up and saw densely packed dragon beasts hanging above. They were thin and ferocious, with dark light flashing in their countless pairs of vertical pupils, and sticky and smelly liquid dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Mantou felt his shoulder getting hot and he touched it with his hand. Suddenly his hair stood on end. The dragon beasts' drag actually dripped on his body!
He shook his hands in disdain and looked at his teammates in panic: "Damn it, what should we do?"

Singo gritted his teeth, his eyes were particularly determined: "We are unlucky to have bumped into them praying. Get ready to fight!"

"what?"

Mantou looked at the hundreds of dragon beasts staring at him eagerly and swallowed his saliva: "How about we think about it again?"

Xia Ye Qiu Yu said: "According to my spells, there are twelve extremely powerful energy sources outside the dragon breeding ground, each of which is comparable to that mature green dragon. They should be the biological weapons of the Dragon Worship Church."

Singo said: "As long as we kill these cultists, everything will be solved. We have dragon blood in us, and those dragon beasts will not attack us actively."

At this moment, there was a whistling sound of wind above everyone's head, accompanied by an extremely fishy smell.

"careful!"

The natural war maniac suddenly jumped up, and swung his casserole-pot-sized fist from bottom to top, instantly smashing the head of the dragon beast that attempted a sneak attack, and brains splattered everywhere.

"Ow—"

Several more dragon beasts pounced on the crowd regardless of everything. Xia Ye Qiu Yu stretched out his hand, and a cone of flames gushed out, creating a hot barrier in the air, causing those dragon beasts to burn all over and fall to the ground wailing.

Mantou didn't have many long-range means, so he could only take out a pistol from his backpack and shoot at the dragon beasts in the sky. Several bullets were fired continuously and happened to penetrate the chest of a dragon beast.

Mantou proudly put his hands on his hips and said, "It seems that my shooting skills are still pretty good!"

"Kill them, at any cost!" The priest with a dragon head and a human body raised the scepter, and a thrilling ghostly light shot out, emitting a strong fluctuation of necromancy.

It turned out to be a seventh-ring spell—Finger of Death!
This spell is extremely terrifying to enemies with low spell resistance, and can kill them instantly without them even having a chance to resist.

"Leave it to me!"

Singo pressed a button on the arm guard, and a ball of gelatinous substance spurted out from his wrist, blocking the path of the faint light.

The ball of colloid suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into countless sticky fragments, and the faint light also disappeared, vanishing into the air.

Mantou was stunned and asked, "What is this thing that looks like snot? It can even block a seventh-level spell?"

Singo took out his longbow, pulled out a strange-shaped arrow and put it on the bowstring, and explained:

"The Mechanicus bred micro slimes and gave me a set of slime launchers, which are specially used to block spells targeting a single life. They are very useful."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the arrow carved with strange patterns shot out, tearing through the air and heading straight for the cultists in the distance.

The cultists chanted low spells, and thick black fog appeared in front of them, condensing into a ferocious dragon shadow, which grabbed the arrow and broke it suddenly.

The cult priest stared at the players in the distance, his eyes full of hatred and malice, and a strange dragon-shaped shadow appeared behind him: "Why did you betray the great Dragon Queen?"

Singo snapped his fingers, and the arrow that fell to the ground suddenly exploded, making a sharp and piercing blast and releasing visible waves.

In an instant, almost all the cultists covered their ears, feeling dizzy and dazed, as if a wild beast was gnawing at their brains.

This is a specially made interference arrow, designed to interrupt the caster's concentration and disturb the opponent's mind.

"autumn rain!"

Xia Ye Qiuyu understood what he meant. She floated in the air, clasped her hands together, and tremendous energy continued to surge, transferring along the magic patterns on her skin to the palms of her palms, condensing into a thick pillar of blazing white fire.

The temperature was so high that the surrounding air was distorted, and the moisture in the pool of blood on the ground was evaporated instantly.

Using the Dragon Family Contract as a medium and borrowing the power of the Burning Emperor, he released an extremely terrifying dragon breath. This was the most powerful spell that a warlock player could master today.

Breath of Cassius!
Although it is only a sixth-ring spell on the panel, it has power that is not inferior to an eighth-ring Shaping spell. The extremely high temperature of the flame is enough to kill anyone easily.

"boom!"

The blazing white pillar of fire instantly pierced through the black fog and shot towards the cult priest who was still in a trance. When it was about to reach the target, the flame suddenly spread out like a blooming flame.

The cult priest finally came to his senses. He opened his eyes wide, the fire reflected in his pupils, and muttered, "Is this... the breath of a red dragon?"

Looking at the fiery breath coming towards him, he even thought of the legend of "Breath of Tiamat".

The cult priest's face was full of anger and disbelief: "Impossible! How could a group of traitors, no—"

However, the next moment, the surging dragon flames came like a raging storm, sweeping over and completely engulfing the priest with a dragon head and a human body. His screams and wails were drowned out by the crackling sound of the burning flames!
In the surging dragon flames, the figure of the cult priest became thinner and more blurred, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a pile of ash.

Then, the natural warrior roared, suddenly jumped dozens of meters, and chopped down the raised battle axe, splitting four or five cultists in half.

"Death!"

The battle axe was swung, bringing about a bloody storm, and the natural war maniac rushed into the cultists like a mobile meat grinder and began to kill crazily, causing broken bodies, blood and flesh to fly everywhere.

The cultists chanted vicious and cruel spells, trying to release the magic bestowed by the Dragon Queen, but the natural born war maniac showed no fear and ignored any fire, ice or acid.

Singo in the distance kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows, each arrow piercing the head of a cultist. Summer Night Autumn Rain was suspended in the air, using flames to drive away the dragon beasts that pounced from the air.

Only Mantou was hiding in the corner in a despicable manner, shooting with a pistol, trying to kill the cultist, but he accidentally hit the natural war maniac, leaving a bleeding hole in the knotted muscles on his back.

The natural war maniac was in a state of rage, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't care about the wound. Mantou, however, put away his pistol angrily and pretended to be unaware of it.

Soon, the battle was over like a whirlwind. Dozens of cultists were killed on the spot, lying in a pool of blood. The leader was reduced to ashes, and more than a dozen dragon beasts fell from the air. The rest fled and headed deep into the cave.

In the cages on both sides of the road, the humans who were used as sacrifices looked at the four people tremblingly, their eyes filled with shock and excitement, but more of it was fear.

The dragon priest, who was regarded by them as a messenger of God and had the power of life and death, died in this way, without even a complete body left.

"God, the envoy of God was killed!"

"What do they want to do?"

"But, these adults are also dragon descendants, and they also have noble appearances. Could they be the new messengers of God?"

"What messengers of God? They are just a bunch of cultists who deserve to be shot to death." Singo took out a slightly old pistol and pulled the trigger towards the cage door.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud gunshot, the bullet broke the lock on the outside of the cage door, and the cage door shook and slowly opened, making a creaking sound.

"Everyone, make a choice."

He glanced at the people with panicked and anxious faces, then threw the pistol into the cage and said in a cold voice:
"Do you want to be human beings, or do you want to be beasts waiting to be slaughtered?"

The will of these humans to resist had long been wiped out in repeated bloody sacrifices, and they still huddled in the cage like frightened lambs, seemingly having accepted such a fate.

No one dared to be the first to stand up. Who knew if this was another "test" of the Dragon Worship Church?

Just then, a female voice came from the crowd, weak but extremely firm.

"I want to be a human being."

The bruised woman walked out of the crowd, picked up the pistol on the ground, held it tightly in her hand, then opened the cage door and walked in front of the four people under the gaze of everyone.

She whispered, "Thank you. I am not a sacrifice, nor am I a beast to be slaughtered."

"very good."

Singo threw out an inconspicuous wooden box, which continued to expand in the fragmented magical light and turned into boxes filled with guns and grenades.

Mantou's eyes widened immediately: "The miniature arsenal of the Kraubau Military Industrial Group? Damn, you are really rich."

After seeing these weapons, the people in the iron cages began to stir and began to whisper noisily.

"I want to survive."

One man stood up, followed by the second and the third. More and more people walked out of the iron cage and picked up weapons from the wooden boxes.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. There are many dragon breeding farms like this. Let's turn this place upside down!"

On the distant steps, the natural war maniac roared towards the sky.

He swung his battle axe and smashed the dragon head altar with one blow. The altar was bleeding profusely, and mournful wails and screams could be heard from it. Countless trapped souls were freed.

Green Valley Town.

The streets were bustling with people, and this remote and unknown town became extremely lively at this moment.

Not only did players from the Empire gather here, but rebels from all over Seleucid also heard of Duke Franz's victory and rushed to this town from all over the kingdom.

And thanks to the construction of the players, the outskirts of this town are covered with indestructible and impenetrable fortifications, which is like a fortress.

Duke Franz and Count Adrian stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the fully armed soldiers below. The bright silver armor shone brightly in the sun, quite dazzling.

Duke Franz took a step forward, glanced at the faces of the soldiers, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"My compatriots, my comrades, the evil dragons and their followers have occupied our homes, trampled our land, and treated our relatives and friends as slaves! They have made us homeless and wandering around!"

"But today, the day of counterattack has come!" He drew out the giant sword behind him and raised it high.

"We will use our courage and faith, the knives and swords in our hands, to cut off the claws and fangs of those evil dragons, cut off their wings, and chop off their heads!"

Duke Franz's hair and beard stood up, his eyes wide open with anger: "Can you watch your relatives and friends being ruthlessly trampled by those evil dragons, or even used as sacrifices?"

"Can you still swallow your anger and kneel on the ground to beg those cruel and greedy guys to let you live?"

"cannot--"

The soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs, their voices resounding through the sky and deafening.

Duke Franz thrust the huge sword fiercely into the rock and roared, "Even if it means death, we will perish together with those evil dragons and let them know that the people favored by the sun are not so easy to mess with!"

Adrian also took a step forward and stood beside Duke Franz, raising his slender silver sword, with dazzling sunlight radiating from the tip of the sword.

"The great Lord of Eternal Light has not abandoned us. We are still the people of the sun!"

"My fellow countrymen, fight for Seleucia, fight for the holy Fadran, and drive these evil dragons and their followers out of our homeland!"

"For Seleucid!"

"For Holy Fadlan!"

"Overthrow the tyranny of the Dragon Cult, and glory belongs to mankind!"

The soldiers raised their weapons, raised their arms and shouted loudly. The shouts were like waves, one after another, lasting for a long time, and the sound was heartbreaking.

Almost all of them were rebels who had escaped from the areas ruled by the Church of the Dragon.

These soldiers have bathed in blood, witnessed horrific murders, endured the most cruel exploitation and oppression, have a firm will to fight, and harbor endless hatred and hostility towards the evil dragon.

Under the orders of Duke Franz and Count Adrian, they marched towards your south in a mighty force, preparing to launch an attack on Linying City hundreds of miles away.

In Green Valley Town, players were also discussing the matter, and mission prompts popped up in front of them.

[War Mission: Capture Linying City]

(End of this chapter)