Throne of the North.

Chapter 463: The Fall of the Dragon, the Extraordinary Stag Legion

The speed of a small number of people is always faster than that of a large army. Fuan looked at the densely packed and terrifying army in the distant wasteland, and his breathing stagnated.

"Where on earth did these armies come from? We have traveled to so many places, but have never heard of such a powerful army anywhere."

"What are they going to do?"

Several people did not dare to get close from a distance. The oppressive feeling brought by that huge extraordinary army was no less than that of a giant dragon lord descending from the sky.

In West Wind City, the news of the arrival of the Chosen Dragon began to echo.

It seemed as if there was a big screen. Wherever the Chosen Dragon was about to arrive, ripples would appear there. People instinctively felt that the Chosen Dragon was coming.

Perhaps, this is the power of faith.

This day was especially special, as it was the day of sacrifice to the dragon lord Rhinedat. A ferocious dragon circled in the sky, spewing dragon breath and crashing down towards the ground. Houses collapsed, rocks rolled down, and hundreds of people were frightened and stood still.

The dragon enjoyed this, and when it landed on the ground, its terrible majesty truly covered the heads of its human slaves. Everyone knelt on the ground, crawling in fear and numbness.

"My slaves, where are my sacrifices?"

Fifty people walked out of the crowd, their expressions dull and lifeless. They walked slowly on the ground, walked up to the wide altar, and stood around the pile of firewood.

"Not enough, not enough! The damn Chosen Dragon appears again, I need more sacrifices!"

Rhinedat roared angrily, spewing dragon breath from its mouth, directly covering dozens of people around it. The blazing flames made these slaves scream and wail. The giant dragon rose into the air and circled, angrily scolding these human slaves and demanding more sacrifices.

Finally, a hundred people stood on the altar, green flames burning on their bodies. With low roars of beasts, the dragon warriors appeared in front of everyone.

"Weak human, I need more sacrifices!"

The wrath of the dragon lord fell on the heads of the human slaves. It was as if the sky had fallen. The slaves still looked around, and all suitable people would be sent to the altar.

In West Wind City, the slaves are numb, and the recent stories about the Chosen Dragon have made some people pray in their hearts, wondering why the Chosen Dragon has not appeared yet to kill the evil dragon master.

This is the power of faith, which gives hope to the hearts of the originally numb slaves.

The slaves were still looking for suitable sacrifices around them, when at this moment, thousands of meteors appeared in the sky.

That was a sharp arrow flying across the sky.

"Dragon! War is coming."

West Wind City is like other cities. Its walls have been destroyed many times, so there are no tall walls to stop the enemy and block the view.

Ryan was riding his warhorse two hundred meters outside the city. The voice reached West Wind City. Countless people looked up and looked in shock at the army standing like a forest outside the city.

Then, more people knelt down, their bodies in fear, the entire population of West Wind City knelt on the ground at this moment, and the dragon's wrath descended.

Boom! ! !
The dragon lord, Rhinedat, fell, destroying more than a dozen houses and trampling dozens of people into pulp.

The slaves of West Wind City still did not dare to move. Even when the dragon's flames burned in front of them, they were too numb to dodge.

Roar--

The dragon roared and stared at the human army outside the city, feeling somewhat angry and shocked. These damn human ants actually dared to challenge it.

"I will burn you all to ashes!"

Outside the city, Ryan's eyes also revealed anger. He looked at those dead humans, who were his spiritual wealth.

Taking a deep breath, Ryan looked at Bogeld, who opened his eyes wide and almost pointed his finger at himself and said, "Choose me."

Crossing Bogard, Ryan said:
"Let me see what you can do."

Daryl Andara took off his cloak, raised his head, then drew out an ice-blue knight sword, flew into the sky, and killed towards the dragon.

Daryl was temporarily called from the Andara Kingdom. Even though these dragon monarchs were not that legendary, Ryan still did not dare to be careless.

"Humanity!"

The dragon lord Rhinedat roared, and behind him, a large number of dragon warriors rushed out from the heights of West Wind City, including more than twenty or thirty mad dragon nightmares.

As for itself, how could it be afraid of humans who were like ants? The dragon soared into the air and rushed towards Daryl.

However, at the moment when the two sides collided, Rhinedat looked at the sky retreating in shock, no, it was his own retreating.

Around Daryl, who was holding Frostmourne, dense crowds of bloody figures emerged. The unique palace combat skills of the Andara royal family, that is, the power of thousands of people, made the legend even more powerful.

"You are weaker than I thought!"

Daryl shouted and charged towards the dragon. His knight's fighting skills disappeared, replaced by a wild and cold force that enveloped the sky and the earth.

A terrifying force grabbed the claws of the dragon lord Rhinedat, and frost condensed on the surface of the dragon's body. In the face of absolute power, the dragon lord felt that he could no longer maintain a floating posture, and his whole body fell to the ground.

boom! ! !
A huge hole was smashed into the ground. The moment Daryl stepped on the earth, the land within a few hundred meters turned white with frost and snow. The power of the earth was infinitely supplied to his body. He raised his sword with both hands and cut off with even more terrifying power.

The brilliant fighting skills lit up the sky of West Wind City. Daryl fought savagely with the dragon lord Rhinedat. The whole process was bloody and brutal.

This scene deeply shocked the slaves of West Wind City. They could not understand this scene beyond their cognition. Was it a human? Or a giant dragon monarch who turned into a human?
Fuan and others were equally frightened.

He felt like he, the Chosen Dragon, was a fake. The Chosen Dragon was the hero who killed the dragon. Only the Chosen Dragon had such power. That person...

"He must be a senior Dragon Chosen from the past."

Fuan said affirmatively that he could not think of any other results. After all, for Fuan, he was once just a member of the human slaves in this world.

"They said before that they were loyal to the Lord Dragon Chosen. It must be him."

Fuan's whole body was trembling. Would he also possess such a powerful force? Of course he would, of course he could, he could also become such a powerful Dragon Chosen.

"Array up!"

A loud roar resounded across the wilderness. The horse under Brand stepped forward. The sound of metal armor rubbing against horse armor was clear and audible on the battlefield.

In front, a large number of dark dragon warriors have rushed out of West Wind City and are roaring towards this side. This time it is not an act, and there are no pits under the land that can trap the dragon warriors.

However, this is the battle that makes the knights excited.

The moment Brand drew out his sword, the sharp blade of the sword cut through the metal inside the scabbard, tearing through the sunlight coming down from the sky. The cold sword shone in the sunlight, pointing all its edge at the dragon warriors.

"charge!!!"

At a certain moment, thousands of knight squires of the Stag Legion poured forward like a torrent, and everyone's eyes were filled with fanaticism for the knight's creed. Ryan stood where he was, and every knight squire passed by their loyal lord and rushed towards the war facing death.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The knights' roar was deafening. The clouds in the sky were defeated and turned into raindrops that fell down. However, when the raindrops were in mid-air, they were evaporated again by the knights' violent blood and energy and became part of the air.

Boom, boom! ! !

The intimate contact between the iron hooves and the land is the most romantic music in the world. The torrent of metal, flesh and blood and the dragon warriors are like two speeding trains colliding with each other. In just a moment, flesh and blood are flying in the sky.

"Glory to Ryan!!!"

The flag of Rhino Horn Mountain fluttered above the battlefield. The knights charged and hacked madly. They could not see any familiar people dying around them. The only thing left on the bloody battlefield was fighting and killing.

The dragon warriors' tough skin could not stop the knights' squires' long swords. The frozen land leader had studied the dragon warrior specimens for more than two months, so how could the blades be bent or stuck? When the cavalry torrent drew a bloody line on the wilderness, the dense bodies of dragon warriors fell to the ground. The cavalry torrent split in front of West Wind City and galloped to both sides, then turned their horses in the distance and once again charged towards the tragic battlefield of corpses.

"charge!"

The iron hooves roared on the earth under the sky again. The heavy charge brought by the fully armed war horses and knights' attendants was even more terrifying than these dragon warriors. The only thing to worry about was that these dragon warriors were born to fight endlessly. They were also not afraid of death. When the war continued and when the dragon monarch's orders were still there, then fighting was the eternal theme.

"They will be no match for the Bucks."

A long time ago, the Bucks Legion could only be called the seeds of the Extraordinary Legion, growing and sprouting again and again. After today's war, Ryan can finally speak loudly.

The Buck Legion has truly become another extraordinary legion of the empire.

On the vast battlefield, the brutal killing brought a visual feast. Blood was splattered in the air, and the flames produced by metal friction ignited all combustibles. The wild impact force distorted the air, making the flames and black smoke no longer straight.

"kill!"

Standing in front of Brand was a tall dragon man. He still retained some human appearance, but the bloodthirstiness in his eyes was no different from that of a beast. After losing his mind, this former follower could only become a war machine.

However, he couldn't stop Brand.

The terrifying power rushed out from the body and turned into a bloody stag, covering the dragon man's advanced version of the mad dragon nightmare. When Brand rushed over with a large number of cavalry, the dragon man's head was directly destroyed, and then he was trampled into a mud of flesh and blood by the iron hooves of a large number of war horses.

The battlefield gradually became muddy because there were too many corpses to distinguish their appearance, but the war was becoming clearer. The number of dragon warriors was getting smaller and smaller, and they were slaughtered and destroyed by the Stag Legion.

"Get ready."

There were not many people left around Ryan. Brock commanded the indigenous recruits from this world. Under the guidance of the alchemist, they carried out large and small instruments and tools, and then quickly assembled them into giant crossbows that were more than five meters long and wide.

"Can you bear it?"

Ryan looked at Brock, who smiled and finally showed some interest in coming to this world.

"Don't worry, I'm a blacksmith, and the last thing a blacksmith lacks is strength."

The giant crossbow cannot be fired anywhere you want. There is a very basic requirement for the environment, which is that its foundation must be solid.

Especially in the extraordinary world, the extraordinary giant crossbow also has extraordinary recoil. Brock took off his shirt, leaned against the back of a giant crossbow, and roared the next moment.

"Do it!"

The alchemist next to him began to turn the gears, and the sound of the mechanism slowly came. Wolfskin Ulf and his companions on the other side also followed suit.

"Locked!"

The alchemist sat on the giant crossbow with his bamboo-like body. With the help of some crystal pieces, he stared at the dragon lord fighting Daryl in the sky, waiting for Ryan's order.

"Let it taste human specialties!"

Ryan opened his mouth, and the next moment a distinct hole appeared in the air in the sky. A crossbow arrow thicker than his arm rushed towards the dragon lord at an extreme speed, and then pierced through the dragon's abdomen.

The painful howl from the giant dragon finally alarmed the world. The world seemed to wake up at this moment. The human slaves didn't know how often to breathe, and the wild beasts in the wilderness could not understand why the giant dragon would make such a sound that only they could make.

"continue!"

Ryan gave the order, and the giant dragon in the distance looked over. It didn't expect that besides the humans in front of it, there were other forces that could threaten it.

It was angry and roaring, and its breath of fire covered this side under the dragon's might, and then it was hit on the head by Daryl's heavy punch with the power of the giant mammoth.

"It's your turn."

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, Bogold rushed out. The excited, crazy and proud girl was no longer satisfied with her limelight being stolen. If she were not strong enough, the first people she would have taught a lesson to would be Daryl and Brand.

On the battlefield, Brand raised his head and also rushed towards the dragon's battlefield. As for the war on the earth, the Stag Legion had entered the final stage.

"They don't have the magic that dragons wield."

Rose said from the side that until now, the Dragon Lord Rhinedat has not shown the scary side of the dragons, that is, dragons are born genius magicians, they roam in the magic factors, and their bodies can absorb the magic factors to form magic power.

Rhinedat did not show any magic, the only magical thing about him was the scorching flame brought by his dragon breath as an amber flame dragon.

"That's a good thing, isn't it?"

Ryan didn't care. Magicians and alchemists like Rose pursued the truth, but Master Ryan was a practical man. It was best that the Dragon Lord did not possess that terrible destructive power.

Seeing that the Dragon Lord had no more extra tricks, Rose no longer hid. The shadow under her feet turned into a giant python and bit towards the Dragon Lord. At the same time...

"It's you!!!"

The Dragon Lord sensed that some strange poison in his body was being awakened. The poison, which he had tried many ways to eliminate, broke out again.

Turbid blood flowed from the dragon's seven orifices, the blood mixed with the color of metal. It was the gift that Rose left for Rhinedat in the previous battle.

Appearing in mid-air, Rose looked at Daryl, who was a little angry. This was his first battle to become a legend, but the result was not enough to play a decisive role. He was not yet fully familiar with his own power, which was different from the power cultivated by the extraordinary system of the Andara Royal Knights.

After all, strictly speaking, the blessing of the giant mammoth adjusted all the knight power that Daryl had cultivated in the past to a completely different direction.

There is no way that the Andara royal family's knight breathing method could obtain a legendary blessing like the giant mammoth.

Rose raised her metal arm, and at the moment when the mechanism sounded, a large amount of metal particles floated in the air. They seemed to be embedded in the surface of the dragon, making the dragon monarch unable to move for a short time.

Daryl finally punched out again. He was not used to it yet, but the legendary power was not false. The heavy mammoth carried the power of the ground to crack many bones of the dragon monarch.

The dragon lord descended from the sky, but this time he crashed into West Wind City, the land he ruled. Brand and Bogeld smashed the bones of his wings. In the sky, Daryl jumped down with a sword in his hand, stepped on the dragon's body and was about to pierce his heart.

Ryan stopped him.

Riding slowly into West Wind City on his warhorse, Ryan came in front of the dragon and drew out the legendary amber sword.

The slaves in West Wind City were still kneeling. No matter if the sky fell or the ground cracked, they dared not move, and waited numbly for the result.

Ryan threw the sword in front of a human slave.

"The stories passed down from ancient times tell you to pray for the appearance of the Chosen Dragon to help you overthrow the rule of dragons, but Lion wants you to stand up."

"Kill it."

"me……"

Slave was so frightened that he couldn't utter a word, and finally he could only utter one sentence.

"I am not the Chosen Dragon."

"Stand up, kill it, and tell everyone that you are not the Chosen One, but you are chosen by me."

All around, powerful knights stared at the human slave. The slave finally roared in fear, his whole body was shaking, but he didn't know where the strength came from. Maybe it was Rose using some extraordinary power to help him, or maybe it was Egil beside him who gave him a little courage as a lone wolf when he pulled him up. In short, the human slave finally picked up the legendary weapon and rushed towards the dragon's body.

He could only reload blindly, but the dragon's body was too big to be hit in any way.

The sword stabbed into the dragon's heart, and as flames burned on the amber sword, the weapon finally drank the legendary blood once again.

It is giving back to the warrior holding it, but if the warrior is not qualified, he may explode and die.

Of course he couldn't let this man die, so Brand pulled him away and placed his hand on the amber sword, which stopped shaking and became quiet.

(End of this chapter)