Chapter 450 The Lord of the Hell

The footsteps of the war continued to advance, and the Black Wing Empire took the initiative to become the main force of this attack. Of course, other countries were ten thousand willing in their hearts, and the army immediately set off in the afternoon of the same day.

With the Black Wing Legion as the core, the Metal Dragon and the Butch Kingdom, the Wolfheart Clan and the Marha Kingdom, and the five-color dragons who have not yet left are divided into three groups, and they march into the hinterland of the Ebu Kingdom with a trident array.

Because the offensive front is too large, the alliance is almost a matter of course-it is ambush.

On the morning of 25th, 1670 in the third era, Malha's army was ambushed by vipers and scorpions in the stream and valley, and suffered heavy losses. Prince Kane made a decisive decision, abandoned the two infantry regiments and the transportation unit that had been surrounded, and led the cavalry and spellcasters to cover the king's direction. Breaking through to the north, half an hour later, Malha's army joined the Wolfheart clan and returned to rescue the infantry corps successfully.

The two sides confronted each other in streams and valleys, constantly betting on each other.

In the afternoon of the same day, the joint army of the Metal Dragon and the Butch Kingdom was blocked by the Neyu clan and the blood bat. Appearing, Monet's army adopted a defensive strategy, filling the three fortified fortresses in the Somme hilly area, tightly guarding the marching route of the coalition army.

According to statistics, on the first day of the battle alone, the Butch Kingdom suffered 12,000 casualties, and at such a huge price, they only advanced nine miles.

On the contrary, as the main force, the Black Wing Legion was quite comfortable and did not encounter any harassment and resistance along the way. Caesar followed the army and arrived at the northern border of Essien in the Kingdom of Ebo. a gathering place.

On the map, the northern border of Essien is located to the west of the stream valley, and to the southeast of Hillman Forest, is the end of the Chablides Mountains in the province of Abu-Essien. This low river valley and hills cut off the Essien line The province's connection to the Ebou king's domain, it is like a protruding fang that oozes venom against all alien life.

Several tributaries that flow into the Van Gogh River cut across the hills, forming several relatively gentle valley bottoms. The Black Wing Clan advanced along these valleys. Flying dragons traveled back in the sky, orcs and burrowers crossed forward, and finally It's the goblin armor.

The Black Wing Clan was divided into three, passing through three slightly narrow valley roads, with the northern border of Essien in front of them. It was only then that Monet's army finally couldn't hold back the bloodthirsty desire in their hearts and launched an attack. The result was that Emperor Caesar had already expected that the army deployed by the head of the Black Wing clan did not fall into the encirclement at all. Except for a small number of orcs and burrower forwards, the real main armored army was actually farther away. At the same time, an ambush war turned into a sniper war from the very beginning.

This is exactly what Caesar wanted.

Unlike most of Elradia's army, Monet's army is all bloodthirsty and violent beasts, and there is no such thing as a collapse of morale. The same is true for the Black Wing Clan. These are two terrifying troops. From the beginning of the collision, this is A brutal and bloody fight.

The sharp claws of the Viper dragon were like hooks hanging in mid-air, and it swept over the head of the orc soldier, and hit the knight on the back of the warg, pulling him off the horse. The orc let out a low cry With a roar, the intestines and spine were pulled out from the back of the waist with a crash, and the bloody half of the body flew into the sky, and then fell, the pieces of internal organs and the smelly blood flew all over the ground.

Before the viper dragon could scream in protest, a shadow suddenly shrouded its head, a pair of even bigger claws descended from the sky, grabbed the writhing body of the viper dragon and threw it into its mouth, the radiant dragon chewed, swallowed, and its throat gush move, roar.

More Vipers surged up, drowning the Radiation Dragon...

"War, war, war as always, war has never changed." Azriel sighed in a deep and distant tone. He stayed with Caesar, maintained the posture of the burning blade, and overlooked the battlefield from the center of the Blackwing clan. , the sound was directly transmitted to Caesar's spiritual sea.

"Black Dragon, have you smelled it?" He continued: "It's been a long time, the smell of blood and fire, I'm very happy, I'm very happy."

"Who's going to be happy about that."

Caesar squinted at him: "The inevitable result of war is the extinction of life. This is actually a beautiful thing in your opinion. I am afraid that only a lunatic would agree with your theory. No wonder you will be called demons."

"Tsk tsk." The Lord of Hell made a sarcasm: "You want to teach me a lesson with righteous words? Evil dragon. I heard that you are called the greatest disaster of Elradia and the destroyer of the human world." .”

"maybe."

Caesar did not explain. He looked towards the battlefield ahead and said: "But in my opinion, war is just a means, not the ultimate goal. It is the final form of struggle to deal with contradictions. At this point, demons, we have the essence You are just purely bloodthirsty and warlike."

"Lawful and evil." Azriels defined the black dragon, and Caesar seemed to be able to see the expression on his lips: "Idiots who are with those devil scum."

The conversations between the two of them are like this all the way. Although they can use energy to communicate with each other all the time, they can't continue until they can say two sentences. There is no common language for different camps.

But the Lord of Fire Prison is a chatterbox after all, after a while, he took the initiative to ask again: "Aren't you going to make a move, Black Dragon, are you going to just watch your family die one after another like this?"

Caesar had to look back again: "You seem to be a little impatient, Azriel. Why, do you really enjoy being used as a weapon?"

"What I enjoy most is listening to the wailing of powerful enemies. If I can, I will burn your flesh and blood without hesitation, turn you into withered and fragile bones, and blow the bones into ashes in one breath." Said rumblingly.

The black dragon's right paw holding the hilt was covered by flames and was under intense burning. At the same time, many vine-like bone spurs emerged from his wrist, wrapping around the hilt and trying to pierce into the grid. Even if the two sides do not deliberately drive, the power they leaked is entangled and strangled each other all the time.

As Azriels said, using an Abyss Lord as a weapon is indeed something worth remembering and bragging about, because mortals will never be able to hold this sword, even if Azriels has no sense of resistance, mortals will hold the sword Instantly turned into charred bones.

"In my previous world, there was a saying that when you say no, your body is honest." Caesar said, not caring about the burning flames on his paws: "If you are a female, it would be quite interesting. "

"Idiot, I am an elemental body, don't use the ridiculous standard of bisexual creatures to set on respected creatures of the upper world!"

The King of Fire Prison growled, and the words of the black dragon made him feel inexplicably humiliated: "You have to understand, I am helping you now, evil dragon. As a helper, I still have to bear your ridicule. You really think that creatures from the upper world can Insulting at will?"

"Feel sorry."

The black dragon apologized bluntly. God knows what the chaotic and evil demons will do after being provoked. Caesar was more than happy to appease Azriel when he was on the verge of fury. Anyway, it's just a cycle of "I'm sorry, dare to do it next time".

"If you want to apologize, you should..."

Just when Azriel was about to say something, he noticed that the black dragon's gaze sharpened. He covered his perception ability forward, and found that on the top of the extremely distant hill, a big snake with nine heads appeared at the end of his field of vision.

The big snake raised its head high and let out repeated roars. As it roared, a black cloud-like viper surged out from under it, spreading towards the battlefield in the valley.

"This little deformed snake is the child of that bastard from Tiamat?" Although he knew it was impossible, Azriels still wanted to mention the Dragon Queen.

"No." Caesar said, stepping forward: "Hydra Monet, one of the derivatives."

"Kill it, kill it."

"Ok."

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