Ember Dragon

Chapter 812 Friction and Conflict

Seleucid, Rock Rift Valley.

This rift zone is located in the central Seleucid region. It is the largest fault zone on the continent of Fianso, stretching for thousands of kilometers. When viewed from the air, it looks like a huge scar.

The Rock Rift Valley starts from the lower valley of the Doyle River in the south and extends northward through the Tewai River Valley to Sunset Lake. To its southwest is the boundless Taliro Desert, the birthplace of the Gulan Empire and the main territory of the Blue Dragon Sect.

At this moment, two extremely large and complex torrents have gathered at the north and south ends of the Great Rift Valley, with an astonishingly powerful momentum.

In the northern part of the Rock Rift, countless two-legged flying dragons were hovering in the air. Flying ships and magic ships that were hundreds of meters long were hanging high in the sky like giant whales in the sea of ​​clouds. There were also more than a dozen golden dragons, silver dragons, and brass dragons roaring angrily at the opposite side.

The air was filled with pungent gunpowder smoke, and hundreds of steam tanks were parked on the plateau, creating billowing clouds of smoke, like a group of wild beasts. Humans, half-dragons, dwarves, elves, hobgoblins and other races appeared in the coalition positions, ready to fight with a neat and orderly military appearance.

Behind them, there are tens of thousands of howitzers, cannons, and mortars, all aimed at the enemies on the other side of the rift.

In the southern part of the Rock Rift Valley, tens of thousands of dragon beasts of various shapes and with wild eyes rushed over, raising dust that swept across the earth and making heavy gasps.

The dragonborn and half-dragon warriors rode on the backs of dragon beasts, holding high their spears and swords, and uttered mighty war roars. Countless cultists in black and gray robes shouted loudly, and surged forward like surging waves.

And in the sky, hundreds of evil dragons of various colors have gathered. Among them are not only the well-known five-colored dragons such as the red dragon, blue dragon, and green dragon, but also rarer colored dragons such as the purple dragon and brown dragon.

This group of giant dragons hovered above the rift valley like a huge colorful cloud. They flapped their wings in a disorderly manner and made terrifying roars and screams, causing countless pieces of rubble to roll down from the rock walls.

You have to know that those are real dragons, descendants of Tiamat!
As one of the most powerful creatures in the material world, a single adult dragon can easily destroy a village or even a small town. A group of more than a dozen dragons can cause a disaster that could destroy a country.

What does it mean to have hundreds of giant dragons?
This is enough to be called a "dragon disaster", enough to cause disaster and turmoil sweeping across the continent. Only great powers of the level of Holy Fadlan and the Burning Empire can fight against it.

Obviously, the Church of the Dragon has gone all out this time, intending to defeat the coalition led by the Empire in one fell swoop.

The ancient red dragon hovered in the sky, roaring angrily: "Imperial people! You are shameless traitors! You enjoy the dragon vein power bestowed by Her Majesty the Dragon Queen, but you shamelessly betrayed Her!"

In the coalition position, a tall half-dragon officer wearing a military green coat stood up - it was George. After several years of war, he is now a major general of the empire and the commander of the legion under Dolo.

George drew his saber, pointed it at the ancient red dragon in the sky, and sneered, "Betrayal? How ridiculous! The blood of us imperial people all comes from the supreme Majesty Cassius. What does it have to do with your Dragon Queen?"

The ancient red dragon was furious and even more angry: "Bastard, it's not your turn to speak! The blood of His Majesty Tiamat flows in the bodies of all five-colored dragons, and your emperor is the most shameful traitor!"

"Extremely shameless!"

The Earth Elf Marshal and the expeditionary force's commander-in-chief flapped his wings and soared into the sky, confronting the ancient red dragon from a distance. Their eyes met, and there was not even a trace of fear or retreat in their eyes.

"His Majesty Cassius has never submitted to your Dragon Queen. The vast territory of the empire was won by His Majesty through victory after victory. What does it have to do with you, a group of five-colored dragons?"

"As long as the Burning Empire exists in this world, your gods will always stay in hell and will never be able to descend to the material plane!"

"Damn bastard!"

The five-colored dragons were outraged and cursed loudly, and the imperial people were also indignant at the insults to the emperor made by these giant dragons, and they cursed back at them with fierce words from a distance.

But even so, no one took action first, and everyone was waiting for their own forces to be assembled - after all, a war of this scale could not be fully mobilized without several days.

Doro looked at the five-colored dragon hovering in the sky with sharp eyes. The purpose of his battle was to complete the task assigned by His Majesty Cassius - to destroy the effective forces of the Dragon Worship Church in one fell swoop.

In addition to the frontal battlefield, countless players spontaneously formed teams, crossed mountains and rivers, and headed deep into the Taliro Desert, to the hinterland controlled by the Blue Dragon Sect.

Deep in the Taliro Desert, in the Ir River Valley.

It is now the dry season, the river has dried up, and large areas of soft riverbed are exposed, with a few sparse, yellow grass growing on them.

Apart from that, there were endless yellow sands and windy sands everywhere, and few human traces. Only vague black shadows lingered in the sky from time to time, and hoarse roars were heard - those were the lion scorpions and flying lion beasts patrolling and hunting.

And in the endless yellow sand, there seemed to be a few pieces of sand that were slightly twisted unnaturally, presenting strange shapes.

"Xin Gou, you won't be lost, will you?" Mantou asked in a low voice, wearing a color-changing cloak that could blend into the environment.

Singo looked down at the map on his wrist and answered confidently, "It must be right. It's nearby. My map has already captured the existence of life signals."

"Shh-"

Another gust of sandstorm blew in, making the face dry and painful.

Mantou spit out the sand in his mouth with disgust: "This is a barren place with nothing but sand. Let's run away quickly and stop using your magic version of the Amap."

Singo put his finger to his lips. "Be quiet. Let's wait a moment."

Mantou was about to complain when he found that the space in the distance was distorted. Three desert dragon beasts emerged from the space vortex, their body colors blending perfectly with the desert, and behind them were vehicles loaded with weapons and armor.

He immediately held his breath, a look of surprise on his face - it turned out that the sand dunes before were just a mirage illusion created by magic, and they really tracked down the Blue Dragon Sect's baggage caravan!

Soon, accompanied by noisy dog ​​barking, a group of dog-headed men appeared on both sides of the dragon chariot. There were about twenty or thirty of them. They were covered in simple animal skins, holding wooden spears and carrying maces. They were obviously a group of weak soldiers.

Mantou next to him was even more excited. To be guarding such a weak baggage transport team, this was simply gold coins delivered to his doorstep!

On the other hand, the natural warrior squatted under the color-changing cloak with difficulty, looking a little lost. In his opinion, it was meaningless to compete with such a weak opponent, and it would be more satisfying than hitting a wooden stake.

Singo raised his hand with a serious expression and frowned, "Wait a little longer, don't act rashly. There are several unusual life signals in my map. The enemy this time is not that weak."

Suddenly, heavy breathing was heard in the distance, mixed with the crackling sound of electricity.

Three humanoid creatures covered in blue scales slowly walked into view. They were tall and strong, about four or five meters tall, holding a bone sword in one hand and a dragon skull shield in the other. Their heads looked like those of blue dragons.

As they rubbed their teeth together and struck their swords and shields, sparks of electricity flew from their mouths and weapons.

"These monsters don't look easy to deal with." Looking at those half-human, half-dragon monsters with hideous faces, Mantou quickly browsed the information on the panel.

【Blue Dragon Descendant God Slayer】

Challenge Level: 10-14
Tens of thousands of years ago, Tiamat designed the last blue dragons, the Godslayers, to kill alien enemies and metallic dragons.

Bluespawn godslayers know that they are the most favored evilspawn of Tiamat because they are born only of dragons and because they can hear her distant roar in their dreams.

They instinctively recognize that all dragonspawn are children of Tiamat, but they believe that the godslayer is superior to all the rest.

However, all spawn of Tiamat and chromatic dragons are wary of godslayers around them—after all, their reputations as dragon slayers are well known among Tiamat's worshippers.

"It is said that the imperial forces from the north have entered the Taliro Desert. We must be careful and on guard."

The God Slayer, the largest descendant of the Blue Dragon, who was walking in front, spoke in a deep voice. His voice was as deep as thunder, and there seemed to be crackling sounds of electricity in his throat.

"I've heard about that, Neville."

Another Blue Dragon Descendant Godslayer gnashed his teeth and said, "That bunch of damn traitors! I heard the roar of the Mother Goddess in my dream. The emperor of that country actually dared to openly blaspheme the Mother Goddess. He really doesn't know what's good for him!"

The last descendant of the blue dragon had a fierce light in his eyes. He clenched the bone sword in his hand and growled, "By Tiamat, if I meet those imperial people, I will tear them into pieces."

Just then, an iron ball was thrown from a distance and rolled to the front of the convoy.

The blue dragon descendant god-killer called "Navi" was puzzled at first, then he looked around and shouted vigilantly: "Be careful, this may be a trick of the enemy--"

Before he finished his words, the iron ball suddenly exploded, releasing a dazzling flash that illuminated the sky and was enough to temporarily blind people - it was a flash bomb specially made by the Imperial Arsenal, and it was extremely effective. Even a legendary warrior would be stunned for three seconds if hit directly by it.

In an instant, those dozens of dog-headed men and the three descendants of the blue dragon subconsciously closed their eyes, their expressions grim, and they fell into panic.

The four players in the distance took off their color-changing cloaks and sunshade sunglasses, revealing their figures, and rushed towards the caravan impatiently.

"I'll take care of the miscellaneous soldiers! You guys go deal with those three big monsters!"

Singo pulled the longbow to its full extent and suddenly shot out an arrow with a special shape. The arrow whizzed and instantly pierced through the head of a dog-headed man, causing his brains to splatter and blood to gush out.

But when the blood-stained arrow pierced through the back of the dog-headed man's head, the special arrowhead instantly split into three sharp arrowheads, which shot at the three dog-headed men behind him.

"Swish! Swish!"

Three more heads were easily pierced, and the arrow continued to split and shot towards other dog-headed men like flowers scattered from the sky.

With just this one multi-target arrow, Singo killed more than a dozen kobolds. He bent his bow and drew his arrows continuously, and several multi-target arrows shot out. Those kobolds fell down in groups like harvested wheat, and soon there was not a single one left.

Taking advantage of the enemy's temporary blindness, Mantou, Xia Ye Qiu Yu and Tian Sheng Zhan Kuang launched attacks on the three descendants of the blue dragon respectively.

Red light surged in Xia Ye Qiuyu's eyes. She stretched out her fingers, and all the energy in her body accumulated at her fingertips. A pillar of hot fire spurted out and hit the chest of the God Slayer, the last descendant of the blue dragon.

But with his extremely sharp hearing, the godslayer, the last descendant of the blue dragon, suddenly dodged, and the pillar of fire pierced through his shoulder without causing any harm to his life.

"Death!"

The natural war maniac jumped up to a height of more than ten meters, swung his long-handled axe, and chopped hard at the head of the descendant of the blue dragon.

His target was none other than Na'vi, the leader of the three descendants of the blue dragon, the strongest and oldest.

Just as the long-handled axe was about to fall, Neville heard the whistling sound of the wind. This godslayer, the descendant of the blue dragon, who was born to fight, raised the dragon skull shield as if by instinct.

"boom--"

The battle axe fell heavily, hitting the dragon skull shield with tremendous force, but the God Slayer, the last descendant of the blue dragon, withstood the attack and even knocked the natural war maniac away.

"Rebels! It's you indeed!"

The next moment, Neville opened his eyes, with electric sparks dancing in his pupils. He roared and swung the bone sword in his hand. Lightning was wrapped around the edge of the sword, crackling and slashing towards the head of the natural war maniac.

"Well done!"

The natural war maniac laughed loudly, swung the long-handled axe and chopped it towards the top of his head, attacking instead of defending!
"Keng——"

A buzzing sound of metal clashing was heard, and Naville's bone sword was suddenly knocked open by the full-strength attack of the natural war maniac, and even a noticeable gap was cut on the blade.

But the electric current also spread along the long-handled axe to the arms of the natural war maniac, wrapped around his body, and made him numb all over, unable to move for a while.

"Go to hell! You bastard who betrayed the Mother Goddess!" The godslayer, the last descendant of the blue dragon, grinned murderously, clenched the bone sword with both hands, and thrust it out with all his strength. The tip of the sword, which was sparking with electricity, pointed directly at the heart of the natural war maniac.

But at this moment, the natural war maniac stretched out his hand and actually grasped the bone sword in his palm.

"how is this possible?"

"How could his power become so terrifying?"

The God Slayer, the descendant of the Blue Dragon, looked up in astonishment, and saw bright red blood flowing down his palms. Vibrating arcs of electricity wrapped around his body. At this moment, the natural war maniac was covered in black, like a demon returning from hell.

But the natural warrior opened his mouth and revealed an extremely ferocious smile: "This is a bit interesting!"

The pungent sulfur smoke swept across the battlefield. In the smoke, the figure of the natural war maniac expanded rapidly, and a pair of broad bat wings spread out behind him.

(End of this chapter)