paranoianovel Chapter 343: A Near Miss
Chapter 343: A Near Miss
Xiwei looked at the ghost dragon army getting closer and closer on the horizon with an ugly expression.
Those ghost dragons fly at extremely fast speeds. It only takes one or two breaths to go from a vague shadow to a clearly visible mottled dragon wing.
"Return to the fortress!" He stood on the back of the pink dragon and raised the sword in his hand. The golden sword was extremely conspicuous in the dark clouds, and the roar echoed in the sky over the sounds of fighting on the battlefield.
"Return to the fortress! Quick!" Xiwei yelled and repeated it again.
Clemont also immediately discovered the attacking ghost dragon army.
He immediately blew the retreat horn, turned his horse's head, and led his knights and soldiers back toward the Emerald Fortress.
The ghost dragon's withered breath is very terrifying.
In such an empty battlefield, they have nowhere to hide and will eventually be frozen into ice sculptures by the dragon's breath.
Only by retreating to the Emerald Fortress and garrisoning with the city walls can there be any hope of survival.
The appearance of the ghost dragon seemed to give a boost to the sluggish undead army, or perhaps it was the control of the ghost dragon Engus. The remaining undead swarmed up like crazy, blocking the steel torrent, even if they were bombarded by the White Harrier's thunder and lightning. There is no need to hesitate to kill.
The retreat route was blocked by the crazy undead, and the ghost dragon's figure was getting closer and closer. Clemont analyzed the current situation and ordered the army to gather in his direction.
"Zouyi, please bring White Harrier and You Ye back to the Emerald Fortress. We will try our best to help you open up roads and hold back those ghost dragons." Clemont looked serious and spoke decisively, obviously having made up his mind.
"No, I can use the power of time to block those ghost dragons for a while, or I can teleport with a lot of soldiers. We can all leave here..."
Zoë did not continue.
Because the murderous eyes of the old knight in front of her, whose beard and hair were white and covered in blood, revealed an unquestionable meaning to her for the first time.
Roy knew that there was nothing he could do to change Clemont's decision.
"Let's go!" He growled, like a dormant and roaring beast.
"The whole army turns around and forms a formation!"
"Yes——!" The shout shook the sky.
No one questioned Clement's order.
The soldiers raised their shields and surrounded Clermont, with their spears standing in a row.
A steel barrier slowly unfolded on the battlefield.
Behind the steel barrier are the flesh and blood of soldiers.
Behind them are the members of the maid group and the way blocked by the undead wave.
"After this battle, no one may remember your names anymore. You are just soldiers of Winter City, nothing more. Are you... afraid?" Clemont planted the winter flag on the gravel beach and turned around. To the soldiers, speak loudly.
"Don't be afraid!" Players and soldiers said in unison.
"Very good, they are the soldiers I brought out."
The old knight smiled with satisfaction:
"There is nothing to be afraid of in this world. Anyway, we are only here once."
The wind and frost have carved traces of time on his face, but his eyes are still as bright as when he was a boy.
"For the Winter King." He raised his sword and shouted.
"For the King of Winter!" The soldiers roared with murderous intent, and the ghost dragon reflected in their eyes grew larger and larger.
But they are no longer afraid.
Trumpets and war drums sounded again.
"kill--!"
The falcon soared in the overcast sky.
The golden eagle flag on a black background fluttered in the strong wind blown by the ghost dragon, making a hunting sound.
Wherever the Ghost Dragon Legion passed, undead energy spread wantonly. More and more undead crawled out of the soil that had been sleeping for thousands of years and rushed towards the steel barrier composed of shields in the center of the battlefield.
"The smoke is rising, the swords are cold, the rain is getting colder, the king's flag is neutral in the wind, and the horns are sounding. Although the body is dead, the soul is still there, and the body is covered with withered bones, only to serve the country!"
"Drink——!" the old knight roared.
Bloody fighting spirit slashed through the sky.
Just when the Ghost Dragon Army came to the sky above these troops who stood firm, and just when they were about to breathe out the withered dragon breath, a thunder spear shot from the horizon. The thunder spear was more than a hundred meters long, with a devastating force. The earth momentum engulfed the entire ghost dragon army and continued to shoot towards the end of the horizon until it turned into a small point of light and finally disappeared completely.
Whether it was Xiwei, the ghost dragon Engus, or the soldiers under Clemon's command, they were all stunned by the scene in front of them.
The group of menacing ghost dragons just disappeared in the violent thunder and lightning.
He died so badly that not even a scrap was left.
"This, what is this?"
Ghost Dragon Engus looked confused.
What about the Ghost Dragon Legion that is so big like him?
A dozen ghost dragons were just gone?
Are you kidding...
While he was filled with doubts and uneasiness, he also felt a deadly killing intent.
The moment he felt this feeling of light on his back, he immediately moved his body.
But it's still too late.
A huge blue-green arm stretched out from the clouds behind him.
It stuck on his neck like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
Ngouse struggled but could not break free.
After a while, the world was spinning.
He saw a pair of eyes filled with golden thunder and fire, hidden among the dark clouds, like two blazing scorching suns.
"Thunder Titan!?" Engus exclaimed.
As if in response to his exclamation.
A huge green face also poked out from the dark clouds in the sky.
Clouds hung over his face.
The blue-purple lips were like two rows of thunderclouds crisscrossing the sky.
The two black nostrils looked like two volcanoes about to erupt.
Hot steam spewed out from it and hit the head of the ghost dragon Engus. The undead fire in his eyes swayed, and a miserable dragon roar came from his mouth.
"Engus!" The giant's roar was louder than the thunder. Both the players and the soldiers of Winter City were staring at stars, covering their heads and squatting on the ground.
"How dare you desecrate the remains of our Titan clan?!"
"die!"
With a punch thrown out, the wind and clouds moved and a strong wind arose.
The cyan iron fist passed through the ghost dragon's chest.
"boom--"
The glass of the Emerald Fortress was shattered inch by inch.
Even Kang Nai couldn't stand the terrifying impact sound, and he spun around and fell towards the battlefield.
She was very close to the giant.
Already stunned by it.
Fortunately, Xiwei was by her side.
After trying his best, he finally picked up this extremely heavy Hanhan dragon.
"Your Majesty the Undead Emperor!" Engus wailed. The iron fist that the Thunder Titan extended into his body was wrapped in violent thunder and lightning, really crushing his body bit by bit. He could hardly hold on anymore.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, save...save me..."
His huge body is being dismantled into parts by the Thunder Titan like a toy.
The mottled and rotten dragon wings were torn off and thrown away, covering the top of the Emerald Fortress.
The ribs were also torn off one by one, and were thrown away casually, scattered all over the battlefield, and embedded in the soil, like cliffs of bones more than ten meters high.
Seeing that the legendary ghost dragon of a generation was about to be killed by the Thunder Titan.
A miserable green teleportation circle suddenly appeared in the dark clouds in the sky.
Around this magic circle, black wind blew in bursts, and the wails of the undead echoed in it.
Then the portal opens.
Out of the endless gray-green undead mist stretched out a skeletal hand as big as the Thunder Titan.
It grabbed Engus's body, pulled hard, and with a "click", most of Engus's dragon body was forcibly pulled into the teleportation array.
After doing all this.
The teleportation circle disappeared instantly.
Only the Thunder Titan was left in the sky, holding the dimmed skull of the ghost dragon, his eyes as bright as the scorching sun.