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The battlefield chosen by His Holiness the Pope was Athens. Although France and England had just finished the Hundred Years' War and their lands were devastated, Spain was in the process of conquering the last territory of the Iberian Peninsula, the Holy Roman Emperor was motionless, and Hungary and Poland had not yet recovered from the beatings by the Ottomans, the Pope was unable to organize a crusade.

However, he sent a cardinal, accompanied by three angels of God, to the battlefield in a small boat.

Aenarion looked at the so-called Angel of God - it was clearly a three-headed gorgeous and terrifying iron golem!

The tall and burly Iron Golem is the strongest golem carefully crafted from heavy metals such as ceramic steel, refined gold, and mithril. It looks like a golden giant in armor, three meters tall and weighing more than one ton. His gorgeous golden armor is like a Catholic church, with exquisite religious reliefs and murals on the edges, and decorated with countless thunder and lightning totems. On the top of the helmet stands a pure gold forged cross, decorated with a red helmet tassel. The whole person looks like a golden tower, a walking church.

He can destroy creatures with a single blow of his fist, and his clanging footsteps always shake the earth. His right arm wields a huge serrated blade to extend his attack range, and his left arm can spray deadly poison clouds.

Aenarion tried to cast a detect spell on him, but found that his spell had no effect on this angel of God, the Iron Golem.

"Please don't be rude, Duke of Athens."

The accompanying cardinal said arrogantly.

"They are God's messengers! Thunder warriors! Thunder-cast celestial troops! They are completely immune to magic and have extremely high physical resistance! According to the Bible, one hundred Thunder Warriors can capture a city, one thousand Thunder Warriors can destroy a country, and ten thousand Thunder Warriors can conquer the world! And now, under the Pope's devout prayers, God has sent three angels to support the holy war."

"Then I would like to thank His Holiness the Pope for his support."

Aenarion was delighted as he looked at the iron golems that were immune to magic, and his confidence in his ability to defend Athens grew stronger and stronger.

The Athenian side had completed its assembly, and the Ottoman side also began to take action.

Although theoretically a legion only has 60 companies and people, no one has ever really followed this standard. Muhammad's Thirteenth Legion had people.

The First Legion, the Dark Angels has a total of 90 companies, people, belonging to the Deathwing, Dreadwing, Ravenwing, Hurricanewing, Firewing, and Steelwing, which represent the six wings of angels with six kinds of war skills.

The Sixth Legion, the Iskandar Dire Wolf, also has 70 companies and men, but they have a large number of druids, hunters, beastmasters and other professionals with animal companions. Almost every person has a dire wolf, thunder wolf, or winter wolf as big as a horse. These animals can eat people! If you really count them, their combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of the First Legion.

In addition to these 16,000 professional soldiers, Ryan also conscripted a full 160,000 civilian laborers in Thessaly to transport food and supplies for him, or to serve as cannon fodder. Hundreds of thousands of people crossed the Pindus Mountains in a mighty force, like a torrent of death, heading straight for Athens!

The first to launch the attack were the Dark Angels' artillery and mage units - the Terrorwings, which focused on delivering devastating firepower strikes.

Among the seven hundred members of the Dreadwing, there is one company of Janissaries, all of whom are Shaper Destruction Mages starting from level five. The other six companies are all proficient in the operation of firearms. They are both powerful artillerymen and accurate musketeers. The six companies are equipped with a total of three hundred artillery pieces of various types. Every two elite Janissaries are accompanied by three to five auxiliary soldiers to assist in the operation.

They arrived outside the Delphi Castle early and began to set up artillery positions. It would be best if the enemy did not rush out to destroy it. If they did, they would know what the Janissaries' musket fire and magic bombardment were.

However, Aenarion chose neither to rush out to destroy nor to sit still. He chose to aim all the stone cannons and mortars on the Delphi Bastion at the artillery positions and open fire! The artillery technology of both sides is similar. If you can hit me, it means I can hit you too!

Amid the deafening sound of gunpowder explosions and the horrifying whistling of artillery shells, granite shells whistled through the sky and slammed heavily onto the positions of the Terrorwings. The shock waves of the explosions blew the gravel and soil several meters into the sky! And like a heavy rain, they poured down on the heads of the Dark Angels. The violent shock waves directly blasted the soldiers away, making their ears buzz.

An unlucky guy was hit head-on by the shell, and his whole body exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood like a ripe watermelon. The rotten flesh, dragging long trails of blood, splattered in all directions.

However, the distance between the Delphi Bastion and the Dreadwing artillery position was still too far, and the number of shells that hit the target was

Very few, and these Janissaries were unusually calm. They remained composed and cool on the battlefield where blood and flesh were flying and artillery fire roared. They did not change their expression under the bombardment of hundreds of artillery pieces, and still set up artillery positions and adjusted artillery angles at a very fast speed.

Six minutes later, when Aenarion's artillery had loaded their ammunition and started the second round of firing, their artillery positions had been set up and they began to bombard the bastion, and the interval between the two bombardments was only four minutes! Both sides used 12-pound stone-shooting cannons, but the artillery of the Janissaries had a loading rate 33% faster than that of Aenarion's artillery.

The first war after Muhammad II ascended the throne was fought under the bombardment of artillery from both sides. Granite shells whistled on the solid city walls and fell into the soft soil, causing rubble to fly and dust to splash everywhere.

The ears of the artillerymen were bleeding from the thundering sound caused by the simultaneous firing of hundreds of artillery pieces. Soldiers were knocked to the ground by the horrific explosions caused by the falling shells, and their ears were ringing. Some of those who were unfortunate enough to be hit directly by the shells were turned into pools of bloody scarlet meat paste on the spot!

Amidst the massive artillery fire, one hundred Dreadwing Mages of the Dark Angels strode forward, and hundreds of flaming fireballs rose slowly. In an instant, the sky seemed to have one hundred more bright stars, and these bright suns turned into a meteor rainstorm that swept across the sky and earth, smashing into the walls of Delphi and exploding into balls of brilliant and beautiful flaming smoke!

Although Dreadwing completely suppressed Aenarion with firepower, they gradually felt that something was wrong.

Damn it, we have already fired ten rounds, why hasn't the weird-looking polygonal fortress on the opposite side been blown down? There aren't even a few cracks, this shouldn't be possible???

Chapter 188: War on Three Fronts

The relatively short height of the bastion reduces the hit rate of the artillery shells, the sloping walls weaken the destructive power of the artillery shells, and the extremely thick walls increase its solidity. It is a defensive fortification specially built to prevent artillery attacks.

This thing was invented by Aenarion more than a hundred years in advance. In the first battle, it gave the Janissary's Dreadwing troops a lot of trouble. It was the first time they had seen such a solid, bomb-proof castle.

There was no other choice. After three more rounds of bombing, Terrorwing decided to retreat first and took his men back to outside the artillery range of the bastion. At this moment, the Dark Angels and Iskandar Dire Wolves legions arrived one after another and began to set up camp outside Fort Delphi. When they found that the artillery could not blow through the city, they used traditional methods to attack the city.

The next day, Aenarion found two legions stationed outside the city, building a huge camp that stretched to the end of the sight. The white tents were like clouds in the sky, densely covered with green grass and gray stone. After the construction of this camp, their infantry launched the attack.

Under the cover of Terrorwing's artillery fire, the first to appear were the vast auxiliary troops numbering tens of thousands. They gradually approached the castle's moat, filled the moat with bags of sand, and created a path for the soldiers to charge.

After confirming that the enemy's artillery fire would have a hard time destroying the bastion's walls, Aenarion personally went to the front and ordered all artillery to fire at the oncoming infantry, delaying the enemy's speed in filling up the trenches, and ignoring the enemy's Dreadwing artillery.

Under the intense artillery suppression and bombardment of the Athenian soldiers, they were busy for two full days filling the trenches before they barely filled the outermost trenches. During this time, countless people were killed and wounded by the Athenian army's muskets and artillery, and the bodies of the dead and wounded were all pushed into the trenches by these auxiliary soldiers, becoming the cornerstone of the Dark Angels' march toward victory.

On the third day, the Dark Angels were finally able to attack the city. The first to appear were the Hurricane Wing's heavy cavalry, who were the largest wing of the Dark Angels. Thousands of them, equipped with battering rams and siege towers, launched the first exploratory charge. Aenarion was not polite either, and continued to gather his equally powerful firepower to bombard the Hurricane Wing.

Amid heavy artillery fire, the enemy finally approached Fort Delphi, leaving behind more than a hundred bodies of the Janissaries, and then discovered a problem.

Where do I put the ladders and siege towers?

The bastion is a multi-pointed star structure, with countless star points stretching out like a hedgehog. The front is a spike structure, and siege equipment cannot be placed on it. There is an acute angle between every two star points. If you want to build a ladder, you can only go inside.

The Hurricane Wings members, composed of high elves and Slavs, were dressed in Roman or oriental-style armor, with white wings decorated on both sides of their helmets. They held shields, as well as spears, Atkan scimitars, hammers and other weapons. They rushed into the narrow, crowded and sharp-angled gap between the two star points of the bastion and were immediately hit by unprecedented firepower!

Two hundred matchlock muskets opened fire at the same time, mixed in with some shotguns that fired iron fragments and iron filings. The guns and cannons from both sides of the bastion also formed a powerful crossfire, annihilating the Hurricane Wing soldiers who poured in between the two stars.

In the gap between the muskets and cannons, Hurricane Wing, bearing the heavy casualties, set up the ladder on the city wall and began to climb. But after climbing two steps, they found something wrong. Their backs were directly exposed to the muskets and cannons on the other side of the Star Wall! There was no way to defend! This was not a siege, it was a death sentence!

Just as they were about to figure it out, the roar of muskets behind them resounded through the sky.

The backs of the Janissaries were covered in blood from shotgun shells and muskets, with flesh flying everywhere like withered leaves. They fell powerlessly from the ladders. The soldiers who managed to climb up the city wall were forced back by five or six spearmen with spears and could not climb the wall at all. Standing on the ladders, they had to concentrate on keeping their balance and could not exert any strength. The Athenian soldiers made up for the lack of quality with quantity, and fought fiercely with the Janissaries who were attacked from all sides!

There was no defense behind the siege towers, so they had to temporarily mobilize a group of Janissaries to raise their shields to serve as city walls. After the siege towers entered the sharp angles, they were ignited by grease torches and then smashed to pieces by random artillery fire.

No matter how solidly you make this thing, it's made of wood. How many 12-pound granite shells can it withstand if it's facing you?

After seeing the situation at the front line, the Dark Angels and Iskandar Dire Wolves' troops were shocked. They had never expected that this bastion, which they had never seen before, would be so dangerous. They could only order the front-line soldiers to retreat. After losing hundreds of corpses under the crossfire of the bastion, they retreated in panic and did not launch an attack.

That night, the soldiers went out of the city to clean up the battlefield. The Dark Angels carried away their comrades who had died on the charge, while Aenarion carried away the Janissaries who had died on the edge of the bastion. They seized hundreds of weapons and two hundred and three suits of armor.

Seeing that they had withstood two consecutive probing attacks by the Janissaries, the confidence of the entire Christian coalition soldiers soared! It seemed that the Janissaries were not invincible.

Ryan, the Lord of the First Legion, stared at the bastion in the distance. His stunning face beneath his long golden hair was so cold that it was devoid of any emotion.

He absolutely could not retreat! This was the first war that had broken out since the new Sultan ascended the throne. If he failed, it would not only be a serious blow to the Sultan's prestige, but also a very serious political problem for himself and the First Legion, and it might even threaten his newly acquired title of Warmaster.

The morale of these Christians will explode, and they will publicize their defeat of two Ottoman legions in Athens and the glorious achievements of the imperial warlord. The damned Catholic priests and Orthodox priests will publicize their victory among the people of Athens and Thessaly, inciting more people to rise up and prove that the Janissaries are not invincible. The southwestern territory of the empire will never be at peace, just like Albania! This is something I absolutely cannot accept!

However, this bastion was beyond the knowledge that all the Janissaries had learned in the monastery. Not to mention them, the bastion did not gradually disappear until the 19th century when technology developed. During the hundreds of years of its prosperity, it had always been a nightmare for the besiegers. Without a number of people ten times that of the enemy, powerful firepower and logistical supply capabilities, let alone a siege, you would not even be worthy of looking at it.

Now, he had two solutions. One was to transfer the Seventh Legion: Sultan's Fist, which was extremely good at siege and defense and equipped with a large number of firearms, and use the heavy firepower of three legions to forcibly smash the castle and crush it completely.

Or, find a way to assemble a fleet, let your soldiers bypass the Pindus Mountains directly from the sea, leapfrog to Thebes, or even Athens, and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Just as Ryan was thinking about it, two messengers of the Dark Angel handed Ryan two letters with stern faces.

Skander accompanied the old bitch to watch him go south to attack Athens, and began to send troops to try to recover the entire Albania, and separated a force to harass and attack his own Thessaly Basin. Fortunately, it was blocked by the Sultan's Fist, the Seventh Legion that had just been transferred back to Albania for garrison a few days ago.

The two armies of gold dwarves, loyal to their homeland and the Sultan, took up arms for their respective beliefs and fought fiercely in the mountains and tunnels! The flames and blood dyed the mountains red. The Seventh Legion cursed Skander for betraying the legion and the Sultan, and Skander, who had betrayed the Sultan's Fist, also gnashed his teeth and cursed these people for betraying their homeland and nation.

While the two groups of gold dwarves were fighting, they frantically wrote each other's names as traitors in the Great Book of Hatred and expelled each other from their dwarven homeland.

The situation in Albania at this moment is already very serious. After defeating Sultan Murad, Skander frantically publicized his victory in the mountains. The local people firmly believed in the weakness of the Ottoman Empire and the will of freedom. The flames of rebellion were as terrifying as the stars in the sky. Almost all the golden dwarves in Albania were instigated to rebel by that damn traitor!

The Seventh Legion could only be stationed in fortresses in a defensive posture. Skander had already been entangled with the Seventh Legion, and it was impossible for him to transfer the Seventh Legion over.

So, sea route?

While Ryan was thinking about strategy, he opened the second letter.

Aenarion's fleet, four large carracks loaded with cannons, lined up and bombarded the largest port in Thessaly: Volos, and the capital of Macedonia: Thessaloniki with overwhelming firepower. Hundreds of pirates once broke into the port to burn, kill and loot, and were repelled by the garrison soldiers. However, they were still bombarding along the coastline, harassing all the imperial buildings along the coast of Thessaly and Macedonia!

In addition to the four large sailing ships, there were also many Viking dragon ships with extremely low draft. A group of Khorne pirates followed the inland river into Macedonia and massacred eight villages. They built a large number of human head memorials outside the monastery of Iskandar the Dire Wolf and presented them to Khorne!

Ryan's hands holding the letter began to tremble. He could only order the Sixth Legion, Iskandar Dire Wolves, to retreat, to defend Macedonia, and to defeat those damned

The pirates of Khorne helped him protect the coastline of Thessaly and force Aenarion back.

On the fourth day of the siege, the only enemy Fort Delphi faced was the Dark Angels Legion.

Chapter 189: Warriors of God

When the time passed to the fifth day, the Dark Angels launched several tentative attacks. After testing the performance of this strange fortress, they discussed a strategy to deal with the bastion and launched another attack.

This time, the Lord of the Legion, Ryan, took the field in person. She was wearing a close-fitting black lacquered armor. The edges of the armor were decorated with emeralds, jadeite, and enamel to outline beautiful patterns of vines and forests, like a masterpiece of divine handicraft. Six wings as black as night, like a nightmare, emerged from her snow-white back and the hollow plate armor. Tens of thousands of black feathers fluttered in the wind.

The defense of plate armor is indeed higher than that of lapel armor, but it has a very low cost-effectiveness, high cost, long production period, and is not as stretchable as lapel armor woven with armor cords. It cannot be used universally and is basically custom-made.

Therefore, those nobles and knights in Western Europe who were shattered and had absolute power in their own territories had to provide their own weapons and armor and serve in the military for their lords. As long as they had money, these war nobles would get a set of extremely defensive plate armor to protect their own safety and become heavily armored knights to enter the battlefield.

In the unified dynasty of Zhendan, the emperor issued weapons and armor to his soldiers, so they chose zebra armor, which was easier to equip, maintain, more cost-effective, and had slightly worse defense.

As for the Ottomans, who were sandwiched between Western Europe and Cathay, they said they wanted it all. Soldiers were equipped with things like plate mail and chain mail, but those powerful legion commanders and wealthy chapter leaders would still choose full body plate armor which was more expensive but had stronger defensive power.

Behind Ryan were three companies of Deathwing veterans. These three hundred veterans were all professionals above level eight, and were strong men at the company commander level! All of them wore full-body plate armor tailored for them. The dark armor was decorated with terrifying scarlet blood-colored patterns, and even had various amplification magic attached to it. They also had a lot of magic equipment such as power gloves and physical belts. It was like a dark pagoda emitting arcane brilliance, and the blood-colored wings on both sides of the helmet were creepy.

The First Legion used its financial resources to build up these 300 extremely powerful and terrifying Death Wing veterans, and all of them were devout paladins of Allah.

Ryan whistled, and in an instant, the Dreadwing's artillery positions opened fire again. The overwhelming and fierce artillery fire once again suppressed Aenarion's defenders on the city wall. A large number of Hurricanewings and auxiliary soldiers attacked from the front with siege weapons, attracting the powerful firepower of the Athenians.

However, at this moment, the three hundred Death Wing veterans summoned their mounts together, terrifying griffins the size of bulls and weighing more than half a ton.

Griffins have the strong body of a lion, and the head, forelimbs and wings of an eagle. They are a kind of bird-like carnivorous animal with great majesty and extreme ferocity. When they attack, they are as swift and deadly as falcons, and their strikes are as powerful and graceful as those of lions. Three hundred Deathwings rode three hundred griffins and soared into the sky! Hiding in the clouds in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to charge down.

The leader of their army, Llane, rode a dark and terrifying dragon, the monster had a slender and elegant body, translucent scales and black skin, and wisps of ethereal black smoke wrapped around it, giving the dragon a hazy and terrifying appearance; from a distance, it seemed to be just a rolling, boiling ominous shadow.

A shadow dragon.

"Roar!!!"

The giant dragon, with shadow mist wrapped around its body, let out a creepy scream and disappeared into the clouds in the sky with its three hundred death wings. The cannons were unable to bombard aerial targets, forcing Aenarion to summon two companies of musketeers and Alleria's sharpshooters from the front line where the battle was raging, and aim at the sky.

When these Deathwing veterans swooped down from the clouds on their griffins and launched a charge towards the cannon positions, Aenarion gave an order, and at once the bullets were like feathers, the arrows were like locusts, and the projectile weapons that covered the sky and the sun all bombarded the Lord of the Legion and the Deathwing veterans in the sky!

However, the next second, magnificent golden shields of divine power instantly unfolded from these holy knights of Allah, covering them and their mounts. The surface of these divine shields was covered with murals and reliefs with religious allegory, as well as long passages of quotations from the Koran. It was like three hundred and one golden suns, extremely sacred and brilliant. Bullets and arrows were bounced off after hitting them, and none of them could destroy this layer of divine power shield.

[Fourth Ring Divine Art: Holy Shield]: Consumes 7 points of magic power, instantly summons gods to defend, and becomes immune to all damage within 12 seconds (Holy Shield can only be used once every five minutes).

In an instant, the artillery position was in chaos, let alone twelve seconds. This group of people could dive down from the sky within six seconds, like a golden steel torrent, ruthlessly devouring and smashing everything!

"Hospital Knights, charge!!!"

At this critical moment, Hepansi led his 300 most elite holy war knights to take action. 300 pure white winged Pegasus, carrying 300 holy war knights in white robes and silver armor, soared into the sky! Like an upside-down white waterfall, they fiercely killed the black-robed and black-armored Death Wing veterans!

At this moment, Hepansi did not

Summoning his Pegasus, he instead summoned a sturdy and majestic golden dragon, which formed a sharp contrast with the slender and elegant body of the Shadow Dragon. Mottled golden scales covered his huge body, and the golden dragon horns on his cheeks arched upward into the shape of a crown, and the yellow dragon whiskers on his lower jaw hung down like octopus tentacles.

A golden dragon.

The golden beast looked at the black-armored knight swooping down from the sky, let out a deafening roar, and flew up with Hepans to fight the Deathwing! They were also paladins. At the moment of contact between the two sides, the Crusaders also cast the Holy Shield spell, entering a 12-second invincible time. The Pegasus and griffins protected by the invincible Holy Shield collided fiercely, and no one was hurt at all. Six hundred paladins who activated their invincibility at the same time, brandished their spears and sharp blades and started fighting!

"God has decreed! Killing pagans will lead you to heaven!"

"Sacrifice the blood of Christ! Sacrifice the head of Jesus!!!"

6 seconds later, Deathwing's holy shield disappeared. The Crusaders seized the rare opportunity, and with their spears and swords burning with golden flames, they chopped and stabbed Deathwing's plate armor. The Pegasus also raised their front hooves and stomped heavily on the opponent's chest like a battering ram! They tried their best to kill the enemy.

And from deep within the neck and chest of the golden dragon, bursts of golden flames appeared. The golden dragon took a deep breath, and the sacred and glorious golden dragon fire, accompanied by violent gale, roared out from the dragon's mouth.

The scorching dragon's breath was like a wave of golden flames sweeping across the sky and earth, submerging dozens of Deathwings and their griffins, setting fire to their hair, skins, clothing and other flammable materials, causing several griffins with severe burns all over their skin. They were covered in burning golden dragon's breath and wailed mournfully.

The temperature of the entire sky was slowly rising in the golden dragon flame. The soldiers on the ground looked up and even thought that there was a bright sun in the sky.

"Allah! Hu Akbar!!!"

"Repent! Today is the day you die!!!"

Six seconds later, the invincible holy shield of the Crusaders also disappeared. The Deathwing veterans who were hit head-on roared and launched a counterattack. Hammers and spears that were also burning with golden holy fire smashed and stabbed the bodies of the Crusaders. The ferocious and terrifying griffins let out a creepy eagle cry, and used their sharp eagle beaks and lion claws to tear bloody scars on the Pegasus and Christian Knights! Let the dripping blood fall like raindrops!

And deep in the neck and chest of the shadow dragon, cold and creepy mist was accumulating. She also took a deep breath. Dark and deep rolling black clouds, accompanied by a biting cold wind, roared out from the illusory dragon's mouth!

The Shadow Dragon's breath was like a collapsing black sky, submerging dozens of Hospitaller Knights and their Pegasus with the force of covering the heaven and earth. The cold and heavy black mist wrapped around every muscle and every inch of their skin, making the Pegasus and knights feel that their strength was rapidly fading away. The long swords in their hands that originally felt weightless were now so heavy that they could not lift them - although the Shadow Dragon's breath did not cause any damage, it could greatly weaken the enemy's strength!

At this moment, neither side had their invincible protection and they were fighting with real swords and guns. The most elite knights of the First Legion and the Knights Hospitaller were annihilating the enemies in front of them at all costs. Griffins, Pegasus, and fully armed knights kept falling from the sky like withered leaves. For a moment, the clanging of weapons and armor, the roars of the knights fighting hard, and the roars of griffins, Pegasus, and dragons intertwined into a song of war!

Chapter 190: The Knight on the Dragon's Back

The Crusaders fought bravely, but gradually fell into decline. In pursuit of speed, they only wore soft chain mail, while the Dark Angels' Death Wings wore enchanted full-body plate armor. Although they were a little slower, their defense was desperately high.

There was no way out. Amid the creepy screams, Caledo joined the battlefield with more than 20 chimeras of his own. The lionesses spewed out hot and boiling red dragon flames, mercilessly attacking Osman's Death Wing veterans. The musketeers had poor accuracy and were unable to support the chaotic sky battlefield. Only the sharpshooters led by Alleria could shoot accurately, but those arrows could not penetrate the enchanted plate armor and could only shoot the griffins without armor protection.

Even with the addition of two troops, the Christian coalition still could not gain an advantage in such an elite Deathwing veteran army. In the midst of thousands of troops, Hepans saw Ryan riding the Shadow Dragon. She made up her mind and directly ordered the golden dragon under her crotch to spit out extremely bright dragon flames, burning a burning road through the Deathwing Air Force. Surrounded by clouds of golden flames and burning corpses, she drove the golden dragon under her crotch and pounced towards the Lord of the First Legion!

Hepans de Lionesse straightened her delicate body on the dragon's back. Her huge breasts, as tall as snow-capped peaks, pushed out the soft mithril chain mail in a series of silver arcs that made one's blood boil. Her delicate hands tightly grasped the shaft of the spear. Her eyes were firm and resolute, revealing her belief in victory. The strong wind blew her golden hair and white robe all over the sky, and the Holy Flag of Jesus tied to the spear also fluttered in the storm!

Ryan narrowed his eyes, and drove the shadow dragon to launch a counterattack towards Hepans. The black plate armor merged with the black dragon scales, and the shadow dragon slapped the black scales wrapped in mist.

The golden dragon suddenly lifted its wings and roared to fight the golden dragon, while she herself held a giant sword that was 1.7 meters long and rushed towards the sharp blade of the spear without fear! The two dragons flapped their bat wings desperately, flying faster and faster, like terrifying golden and black thunder, exploding in the sky!!!

"clang!!!"

The moment the two giant dragons passed each other, they stretched out their sharp claws and slashed at each other's heads fiercely. The ferocious dragon claws, which were magnificent in gold and black mist, tore each other's dragon scales, sparks flew, and the sound of clanging was loud, but neither could tear apart the other's defense.

The two knights on the dragon's back, at the moment of passing by, took advantage of the might of the dragon's charge and wielded their lances and giant swords burning with golden flames, slashing and stabbing at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, creating thrilling arcs of death! In the short moment of the two blades intersecting, accompanied by flying metal sparks and shattered sacred flames, they collided three times in the air! Three clanging sounds overlapped and soared into the sky.

The flying speed of the two dragons was so fast, like a large truck running rampant, that it was difficult for them to even turn, let alone turn. After a long circle in the air, they aimed their dragon heads and swords at the enemy again, roaring and charging at the enemy again! When they were about to reach the target, they simultaneously spewed out the dark abyss fog and the magnificent sacred dragon flame. The two completely different dragon flames collided and entangled together, even forming a golden sun in the sky that was half swallowed by the shadow!