Chapter 283 Dawn (Part 2)

The black-scaled flying dragon roared with its head down, its thick neck bulging, and its scorching dragon breath spurted out, like a red ocean overturned from high in the sky, instantly engulfing the winged corpse demon in the low sky who didn't know whether to live or die.

The corpse that turned into charcoal fell to the ground in flames, and the dragon breath continued to move forward, sweeping across the sea of ​​corpses on the city walls and crawling all over the suburbs. Wherever it passed, flames rolled, armor and flesh melted, and the blood in the moat evaporated in the heat.

The earth turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the rumbling iron hooves carried the knights through the charred earth. The waves of steel armor and sharp blades rushed into the tide of corpses all over the mountains and plains.

Thunderclouds surged in the night, and the gathering lightning struck the earth like the wrath of God, smoke and dust rose, and the thunderstorm that pierced the ground burst out with arcs of electricity, and the azure color lifted off a large number of corpses.

A flash of silver light flew backwards and spun in the thunder and lightning, and was firmly held diagonally by the black gauntlet. It dodged the lance that was thrusting at it, and Gungnir dragged the blade to strike and cut down the undead cavalry that passed by.

The silver-armored girl wielding the lance in front of her struck with a leap, almost smashing the corpse knight who was rushing from the other side.

The corpses that bore the huge force fell off their horses like pieces, and rolled over. Lohak took over and picked up the heavy halberd axe when they crossed, and the axe blade wrapped in gusts of wind smashed the zombies that were knocked away by the armored warhorse into powder.

More than a thousand powerful heavy cavalrymen galloped on their horses, and tore open the huge sea of ​​corpses under the restraint of friendly forces.

The dragon lizard covered with molten flames, carrying the king who was firmly on the throne, leaped into the air with agility beyond its size, and the huge dragon body fell, shaking off the undead.

Countless corpse ghosts rushed towards the king of Steelforge, who was sitting high on the dragon saddle like moths to a flame. However, the dragon's thorny scales, which were strong enough to swim in the volcano, completely ignored the insignificant bites and weapons around him. The ferocious dragon head swung horizontally, and the thick flames spewed from its mouth, burning the enemies and the earth in the fan-shaped area in front of it into flowing magma.

On the dragon's back, the ancient and gorgeous double-edged battle axe swung at an incommensurate high speed. The old Gorim smashed one demon after another who climbed to the throne of contempt with his giant blade.

His old eyes stared at the Feru knights who rushed to the fortress, and he roared loudly and issued an order.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The furnace golems strode through the gaps in the square formation, and each foot shook the ground. The three ancient giants who were able to move in the world again slowed down their pace and opened the earth's core furnace in their chests.

Three dazzling and scorching spiral fire pillars rushed forward, and the terrifying torrent of flames roared and poured into the corpses. Pieces of undead were turned into ashes under the rolling magic flames.

The heavily armored Heraen warriors holding axes and shields collided with the bloody and corrupted corpses, like short and thick steel hammers pressed into a pile of dead wood, silently and ruthlessly, inch by inch, unstoppable, slowly crushing the black waves under the moonlight.

In the inner city, the fire wall that blocked the undead offensive had been extinguished, revealing the corpse tide that filled the entire fortress periphery, but outside the city, the giant beasts and huge reinforcements illuminated by the surging flames made the desperate fortress defenders burst into roars.

"——Dragon! That's the kingdom's fire dragon! The king's reinforcements have arrived!!"

The Orland soldiers on the wall raised their weapons and cheered to the sky. The morale was at a low point of near collapse, as if seeing the dawn of hope.

Ines looked at the flying dragon outside the city in awe.

She felt her shoulders relax, and vitality surged in her heart, but she looked sideways at Agatha who was also puzzled.

She thought to herself, Sir Angol just escaped from the secret passage, can he fly? Has he arrived in Marmor County to ask for help from his father?

Besides, it takes several days for the Royal Guards of Kronia to travel by land, and not everyone has Pegasus to ride, so it is impossible for them to come so quickly anyway.

Agatha stepped forward, narrowed her eyes, vaguely distinguished the characteristics, and immediately shook her head at her master: "Your Highness. That doesn't look like the flying dragon of His Majesty the King, nor the Crown Prince."

Hearing this, Ines turned around and looked at the army coming from outside the city again.

Are there other countries on the continent that can tame dragons?

Let's not talk about the flying dragon in the sky.

She has never heard of the strange dragon beast on the ground that is larger than a flying dragon and has no wings.

What is that thing that is emitting streams of flames? Why is it so big? Is it a giant wizard?

Ines covered her eyes with her hands. She couldn't see the outlines that appeared and disappeared in the distance in the night. She gave up looking at the manticores flying across the night sky.

There were no shadows of any corpse demons or bat ghosts in the sky. A rough estimate showed that there were a thousand flying sky beasts occupying the entire airspace of Kilmerton. The lion scorpions were constantly swooping down under the control of the riders, raiding the corpse ghosts all over the outer city of the fortress.

As far as she knew, even in the heyday of the Kingdom of Kantardar, there were only more than 400 manticore knights. So many lion scorpions could never be the power of Kantardar.

In the night, Corvis pulled the reins of the eagle and flew quickly, bypassing the lion scorpions one by one, and gradually approached the captain of the Barren Mountain Dwarf Sky Cavalry with an exaggerated carving on the top of his helmet.

(Heraen language) "Help me clean up the city walls, and go to the east wall to open the gates on the side for the army!" Corvis shouted to the other party in unfamiliar language.

"Then lead the way! Little one!!" The rough-voiced dwarf of the barren mountain turned around and roared in response.

The boy frowned, but he didn't care that these short uncles were obviously not as tall as him.

Pulling the reins, Corvis ordered Xiao An under his crotch to flap his wings and dive.

The officer of the dwarf in the barren mountain blew the warhorn, and dozens of lion scorpion guards gathered immediately, and followed the Ferru people's eagle knight to rush to the outer wall of the fortress.

The scorpion tail lions that fell from the sky plundered the densely packed corpse ghost soldiers on the top of the city one after another, and soon slaughtered all the enemies occupying this place.

Corvis untied the straps, jumped off the back of the eagle, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he rushed into the tower alone and ran to the room on the middle floor that controlled the fortress gate mechanism.

In the crowded darkness, ghost eyes with dim lights looked at the flashing golden pupils that broke in, and the corpse ghost warriors raised their swords and roared.

The trembling fingers danced, drawing a seal, and the two long swords flew out of the back and side waist.

He chanted a spell to drive the two swords.

——Buzz!

The two steel blades were like the blades of a meat grinder, dancing rapidly around Corvis.

The magic pattern flashed a circle of light wheels, forming a killing storm. As the young knight ran, all the approaching corpses were cut into pieces that covered the wall.

After killing all the enemies gathered in the tower room, two long swords with a whistling fishy wind hovered behind Corvis. The young man, covered in blood and flesh, approached the huge capstan controlling the east gate by shooting at the moonlight of the small window.

The flow of magic wrapped around the capstan, and Corvis swung it in the air with all his strength.

The huge shaft immediately drove the thick iron chain, raising the fortress gate with a click.

Looking at the entrance that was opened not far away, Leon pulled the horse's head, then loosened the reins, and held up the dazzling holy lamp on the galloping horse's back.

The charging war horses, pulled by the knights, soon rushed to the east gate of the fortress.

The horses' hooves shook the ground as they stepped into the fortress, charging at the enemies blocking the way, one after another crossing the city fire trenches where the embers were still extinguished, running through the streets and rushing towards the taller inner walls of the fortress.

As the horses and flags got closer and closer, the defenders who were still fighting in the middle of the city saw the commander's flag clearly, and the West Bay Knights guarding the city gate decisively lowered the heavy drawbridge.

The generals, who were stained black and red with blood, jumped off their horses and climbed the stairs on foot to the arched suspension bridge with shouts and killing.

The first to greet them were not the soldiers of the coalition, but the familiar bloody wind.

——Bang! !

The sound waves vibrated, and the sharp blade in the red mist was blocked by Olivia who was galloping before it approached Leon.

The blood-colored body shook violently and shrank, as if it could not maintain its illusory form. The invisible undead did not wait to launch another attack, and the young knight dropped her gun and drew her sword, flashing close to her.

The sharp blade slashed through the suddenly condensed blood mist.

The vampire sergeant fell to the ground with a confused and hideous face, and his body splattered with blood.

Olivia took the second step, and with a whoosh, she stood on the inner wall of the city in the bloody battle.

Her eyes glowed with golden light under her helmet, and the knight girl shouted with her sword.

The high-density magic element tide rose violently, and the invisible violent magic wind was stirred up under the influence of the disturbing magic stance.

In an instant, under the dim light of the swaying brazier on the top of the city, with Olivia as the center, the confused vampire banshees and warriors fell out of the trembling blood mist.

Following closely behind, the Knights of Avalon, the Knights of the Holy Lake, and the Knights of the Rangers rushed to the city wall. The warriors who surged up like a tide instantly slaughtered all the vampires that climbed up.

Dancing the spear blade of Gungnir, Leon pierced through the last vampire banshee that jumped towards him. Looking at the screaming and howling undead, he was silent in his heart.

Perhaps they were all victims who were tortured to death by the mob in that massacre.

Stimulating magic power, the pure molten fire that burst out from the magic spear neatly devoured the opponent's demon body twisted by vicious magic.

Retracting the gun and shaking off the ashes on the wing blade, Leon walked towards a blue-robed West Bay knight who was sitting in the corner and was seriously injured.

"Report the situation, Sir."

The knight holding the sword wound could not get up, and tapped the breastplate with the hilt of the sword with difficulty: "Marshal, the inner castle has been completely lost. We failed to defeat the monsters that invaded the fortress. The Thorn Flower Army and the Kantadar Army suffered heavy losses. Now only the Sea Eagle Knights can still defend the inner wall."

The young Sea Eagle Knight smiled bitterly: "If you hadn't returned in time, we would not be able to defend even this section of the wall with enemies from both sides. Those bastard monsters were deliberately torturing us. They would have broken through the defense line long ago."

"You have tried your best. I will make them pay for their arrogance." Leon nodded.

He turned around with the magic gun and walked quickly back to the waiting generals.

"Corvis, Lohak, you take fifty Lion Wings and fifty Raven Wings to defend this place."

"Yes!" The red knight holding the halberd axe shook the floor and responded firmly to the Hippogriff Knight.

"Olivia, Larian, each of you will take 100 warriors from the Blade Wing Company, and go along the city wall to support other emergency gates and stabilize the defense line."

"Understood!" The Golden Lion Knight and the Moonlight Knight nodded in response.

"Everyone else, come with me to wipe out the vampire army in the fortress."

The knight coalition received the order and acted quickly.

Leon led the remaining Avalon soldiers, ranger knights, and Holy Lake Knights, turned back and crossed the suspension bridge, and marched into the dark fortress.

Walking in front with Captain Irem, the Holy Lake priests holding the thorn scepter and the southern wizards held the holy lamp, illuminating the bloody corridor for everyone.

Stepping into the deadly dark fortress, the interior of the already crowded Kilmerton Fortress is now littered with disemboweled corpses of soldiers.

".May Ilaril bless their souls." Irem on the side murmured a eulogy with a grim face.

The team stepped over one unrecognizable corpse after another, and the soldiers kicked open the deliberately closed doors in this area.

Multiple formations swept the fortress along the corridor and went deep into the inner corridor. The magic circle priests from the Holy Lake sang spells, and the vibrating light of the holy lamp illuminated countless blood-sucking demons clinging to the ceiling.

Sharp screams sounded, and the vampires hanging upside down in the ceiling corridor pounced down like startled bats, and the battle broke out everywhere without warning.

Abandoning the long weapons that were difficult to use, the warriors wielded various short weapons and fearlessly followed their leader to kill those translucent gloomy winds.

Screams, curses, sparks from claws tearing armor, blood from swords slashing evil creatures.

Lanterns and torches flickered, and in the small windows that overlooked the fortress, flickering lights kept appearing.

The battle to retake the inner city of the castle intensified. Outside the city, war cries and sharp blades, dragon roars and raging fire, and giant golems turned their iron fists to crush pieces of rotten flesh and bones. As time passed, the stone-like and steel-like Heraen army pushed the front line to the inner city step by step.

As dawn approached, Ines released the long-suppressed anger of the coalition forces. Thousands of soldiers rushed down the city walls and swallowed the last chaotic undead like closed teeth with the reinforcements that entered the fortress.

The rising sun revealed the first ray of dawn light, and the battle inside and outside the huge fortress finally subsided.

In the hazy early morning halo, Leon could no longer find any hiding vampire undead.

Walking out of the inner castle gate, he turned the completely red Gungnir in his hand into nothingness.

A pool of blood scabs that had lost their attachments fell from the air.

Leon looked at the allied soldiers who were still searching for the remaining vampires in the streets and alleys, and felt that it was probably a futile act.

Halfway through the battle, he had already discovered that a large number of vampires were fleeing from here, as if they knew that the sun was about to rise, and they took the initiative to withdraw from the fortress.

It seems that they are more afraid of the sun than ordinary ghouls who are also weakened by the sun.

It’s not wrong to call them vampires.

Leon sighed, walked around the wreckage of the fallen open-air balcony, walked to the bumpy open space, and looked at the pits and deep cracks all over the square.

There is no doubt that it was caused by the battle, but it doesn’t look like a spell, but it looks like pure physical damage.

He turned around and looked at the hole where the terrace fell in the middle of the fortress.

The dining hall inside the main fortress has collapsed, and it looks like it was blown up by a high-yield bomb.

I don’t know what kind of battle the fortress went through before I rushed back, but the remaining vampires certainly couldn’t have caused such damage.

What happened to the fortress last night, I can only ask the survivors.

“——Leon!”

Hearing Azerien’s call from afar, he turned around and saw his companions coming from the inner wall.

He walked quickly towards Azerien who was supported by Lohak, and saw that his brother was safe, Leon felt relieved.

“Is the injury serious?” he asked.

Azerien shook his head with a serious expression: “My injury is not important, but Lord Elliver…”

Looking at the deep bitterness on the other’s face, Leon’s heart skipped a beat.

"What happened to the Earl?"

"Lord Elif, Lord Balf, Lord Krosh, Lord Taigas, they all died in battle unfortunately."

"." Hearing this, Leon felt a wave of sadness in his heart, as if a close elder had passed away, and closed his eyes silently.

Although he heard that the Thorn Flower Army suffered heavy losses last night, he never thought that the damage even affected the Lord himself.

Azerien gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt that pierced his heart.

He also loved the Earl of Thorn Flower who was kind and sincere to him, but now, it was his father who killed the lord he was loyal to.

No matter how crazy his father had become, this was an indisputable fact.

Although no one knew the truth yet, he didn't dare to face the distraught Sir David.

"Let's quickly collect Lord Elif's body first." Azerien cheered up and pointed to the bloody battlefield in the square last night.

But suddenly, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Have you asked someone to clean up the battlefield?" Azerien looked at Leon.

Leon put away the sadness in his heart and looked in the direction pointed by his partner with a little confusion.

The ground of the square was stained with a large piece of coagulated blood, like a dark red carpet.

Leon turned around and looked at Azerien with inexplicable fear in his eyes.

He also had a bad premonition: "We just cleared the threats in the inner city. The soldiers were too tired after rushing day and night. They had no energy to clean up the battlefield. What do you mean..."

Lohak looked at the eyes of the two and realized something: "Leon, you said at the beginning that you should avoid being bitten by those so-called "vampires" in the battle, otherwise you might... Could it be?"

Azerien forced himself to calm down and looked at Leon seriously: "If the soldiers hadn't cleaned up the battlefield, there is another possibility, maybe those vampires ate their bodies."

However, Leon heard a sigh in his heart.

".No need to guess. Unfortunately, there is a magical aura there that makes me disgusted. It is the method of the 'Blood Demon'."