Hunting Cards! Star Dragon

The White Lion's Griffin Legion is a well-known top legion across the entire continent.

With the support of such cutting-edge combat power, the survival probability of Hongfeng City’s soldiers, including Hongfeng City’s residents and refugees, is greatly improved.

As the garrison general, Shi Liu was of course overjoyed.

At the same time, he was also surprised that Western countries would come from afar to support Tianque, the easternmost part of the map.

It seems that in the face of the common threat of undead dragons, humans will eventually unite as one.

Kane said, "Not only the Griffin Legion, but even our king has personally led his army here."

"Ah?" Shi Liu's legs trembled with fear. "You mean, the White Lion King is coming in person?"

For Shi Liu, this was more than just a surprise, it was almost a shock.

Even though the battle tonight is indeed very important, Hongfeng is just a marginal city of low strategic significance in Tianque Kingdom.

How could I be so worthy as to have the White Lion King personally lead his army to support me?

Shi Liu must report this matter to his superiors as soon as possible.

This battle will surely become a key node for Tianque and Baishi to transcend the barriers between Eastern and Western countries and jointly fight together.

However, the King of White Lions seemed a little absent-minded at the moment.

He led the entire Griffin Legion to assist Erica and Hoshimi.

As a result, the space-time dragon created a whole day of time difference.

And Xingjian was even more outrageous. He actually had to fight against a group of over a thousand undead dragons in Sanxi Village, a dilapidated village that didn't even have a city wall.

"Oh, I hope nothing happens to Erica." The worry in Yul's expression was self-evident.

"Cheer up, White Lion King!" Noa slapped Yur on the back. "Having a face that looks so much like Xingjian's, and sighing here, it will only affect morale!"

"You're right, Snow Tiger's Second Princess." Yuer knew that as the king commanding an army, he must not reveal his inner uneasiness. "From what you said, it seems that you are very familiar with Xingjian?"

"Oh, is that so?" Noah was delighted and smiled with a blushing face. "Does that sentence just now give people the feeling that I am very familiar with him? I didn't even realize it myself."

"= ="

"Well, even though we haven't known each other for long, there has never been a disturbing expression on Xingjian's face," Noah recalled.

Even when facing an ancient dragon-level combat force, the silver-haired young man's expressionless face always makes people unexpectedly feel the confidence that he will never lose.

Anyone who sees that expression will feel an incomparable sense of security.

"This is probably what is called a reliable man."

Noah, who has the blood of the ghost clan, never relies on the power of others.

But she felt that Xingjian was the only one worthy of her trust.

Night falls, and along with the darkness covering the sky, also arrives on time the huge army of undead dragons that can easily shake the earth.

Even Noah, who had supported the Hundred Dragons Night March battle several times, saw for the first time that the Undead Dragon Legion had such a terrifying number.

There are over a thousand undead dragons. It seems that the previous estimate was too conservative.

There were more than two thousand undead dragons charging towards the Rainbow Peak city wall.

Jiang He wrapped a bandage around his wrist and bit his lip hard, suppressing the anger in his heart: "How many lives did it take to achieve such a huge scale? I'm really angry!"

The girl charged into the dragon formation, gathered her strength and punched, smashing the heavily armored dragon, known for its defensive power, into pieces with one punch. This stunned the ordinary soldiers guarding the city.

Is this the top hunter from the Four Nations United Academy?

The shy girl with a slim appearance must feel a little pain when hit by this little fist.

Noa also drew her two swords and jumped into the dragon group: "It seems that the leader of this group of undead dragons is really something."

The degree of combat effectiveness that the Undead Dragon Legion can exert is closely related to the level of its commander.

The commander-in-chief who attacked Yunxue Village before was a typical example of arrogance.

They viewed humans as inferior creatures and believed that their invincible army of undead dragons would never lose to humans. Ultimately, they were defeated by the small village.

The commander of the huge army in front of him was obviously not at the same level as the commander who attacked Yunxue Village.

She knew very well that the advantage of the Undead Dragon Legion was not its pure combat power, but its ability to absorb the souls of the dead through slaughter, becoming stronger with each battle.

They specifically chose Tianque Village, which had the largest population, and the outer villages with the weakest defenses, and killed and developed them in unpredictable routes, finally forming such a huge group of dragons.

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"Humans are ultimately just nutrients for us dragons."

The timeline goes back to a day ago, when night had just fallen in Sanxi Village.

Thousands of undead dragons began to slowly gather.

At the back of the dragon group, two commander-level dragons were flying gracefully in the air, holding red wine glasses with bright red liquid shaking in them.

The appearance of the dragon head and human body is completely different from the two commanders of Yunxue Village before.

This time, the two commanders, one black and one red, possessed the exquisite beauty and voluptuous figures of human women. However, their hands and feet were in the form of dragon claws, and behind their sexy buttocks, they dragged a thick dragon tail.

"Sister, if we can take over this village, we will definitely win tomorrow."

"Well, I discovered it a few days ago. There are two humans in this village who possess enormous hidden energy. If we absorb it as nutrients, our Undead Dragon Army will be invincible!"

"Then let's go to war, onee-sama!"

Thousands of dead dragons gathered at this moment and roared and rushed towards Sanxi Village.

The ground trembled and shook, and the sky seemed to be shattered by the roar that overturned the earth.

It would probably only take a moment to flatten a small border village.

"Sister, there's someone!" The red female commander who was flying with her wings flapping as the dragons charged suddenly stopped moving with her sexy body.

The black dragon's eyes narrowed into a slit, and after gazing towards the location of Sanxi Village, its rosy lips opened slightly in surprise.

"There is someone, and... only one person!"

"He's got equipment on him, could he be a hunter?"

The commander-in-chief could certainly foresee that the villagers of Sanxi Village would seek refuge to avoid the swarm of undead dragons.

But Sanxi Village is very far away from Hongfeng City, and the villagers must not have enough time to escape.

After razing the village to the ground, the speed of the Death Dragon was enough to intercept and kill the fleeing people halfway.

However, the two commanders, who thought the village would be empty, never imagined that there would be hunters waiting at the village gate.

And there was only one hunter.

Under the faint moonlight, the long silver hair reflecting the light, slightly blown by the night wind, brushed across the boy's delicate and flawless face like a girl.

Hoshimi, holding a katana, faced thousands of violently charging dragons alone.

Hong: "Onee-sama, are you here to die?"

Hei: "He doesn't think that he can stop an entire group of dragons by himself, right?"

Red & Black: "Humanity is definitely not short of fools!"

The black commander-class twisted its sexy body in the air, waving the Dragon Fork in its hand forward.

After receiving the command buff from the commander-level, the speed of the undead dragons' galloping charge was further increased.

Hoshimi's slender fingers gripped the handle of the large sword behind her, and the scabbard latch was unlocked at the same time.

The pitch-black blade, almost as long as a person, was slowly drawn out under the moonlight.

"This sword will twist time and space, changing the future. Can you take it?"

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After a week, it’s time to report to you on the progress of the bounty.

For a week, Awei continued to update the novel every day, with a minimum of 7 words and a maximum of 11 words, and had already completed chapters.

There are currently 14 chapters to be updated. It looks like Awei will win again before the end of the month.

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Chapter 139: Hoshimi's One-Man Army [2 in 1]

The battle on the front battlefield of Hongfeng City has been going on for three hours.

The battle situation was not going well, or rather, it was a bit bad.

Although the Skybird Kingdom has assembled a sufficiently large army, and with the support of the White Lion Principality's overwhelming Griffin Legion.

However, the advantage in numbers does not seem to constitute a real advantage in the face of thousands of undead dragons whose individual combat capabilities are far superior to those of ordinary soldiers.

Instead, it became a place where humans miscalculated.

That is, the number that cannot constitute an advantage will gradually become a disadvantage.

If soldiers die on the battlefield, their energy will be directly transformed into souls.

The creatures killed by the Night Parade of a Hundred Dragons will eventually give birth to new Hundred Dragons.

This is the most difficult part of Night Parade of a Hundred Dragons.

So the generals in command of the army gave the order with difficulty: if at that moment you feel that you are beyond help and cannot come back alive.

Please end your own life.

Don't let your own life become the next sharp claws and fangs to pounce on your comrades and family.

This is a tragic awakening that is almost like going to death. In order to prevent their souls from being enslaved by the other world, many people did it.

But not everyone has that awareness.

Ye Cong was just an ordinary soldier guarding the city.

My daily work involves patrolling the city walls. When no one is around, I'd hide in the grass and fish. As the clock strikes, I'll meet up with my colleagues for a drink at a nearby pub.

Day after day, year after year, it seemed as if the days would go on like this forever.

He never imagined that one day he would walk into such a cruel battlefield.

No, he had never imagined that the battlefield would be so cruel.

The good men of Tianque Kingdom will never back down in the battle to defend their country.

Ye Cong resolutely stepped onto the battlefield.

But when his colleagues around him died one after another, either at the claws of the dead dragon or by committing suicide, he left behind his last dignity.

At this moment, in front of him, there was a huge undead dragon rushing straight towards him. Ye Cong glanced at the long sword in his hand.

He hesitated.

He doesn't want to die yet, and he is not prepared to die.

Perhaps at this time, his mother is still praying at home, praying that he can return safely.

The wine in the pub was so delicious that I didn’t even have time to take a last sip before leaving.

But he was already doomed.

Surrounded by dragons, with no support from anywhere, even the elites from the Four Nations United Academy had no time to take care of the entire battlefield.

I will die here, in this corner where no one cares.

Looking at the bloody mouth that was about to swallow him, Ye Cong, with no possibility of being rescued, could only wait for the death that was coming.

However, the next second, death did not come.

Ye Cong looked forward in disbelief.

The huge undead dragon that was about to devour him disappeared out of thin air without any warning.

It wasn't that he was killed, nor that he left, but that he disappeared in an instant.

As if being erased from this timeline, the comrade who had just died in front of him also miraculously revived.

This can only be called a miracle.

Such miracles happened more than once on the battlefield.