Chapter 586
Chapter 586 Deadly Battle at the Murloc Village
Thick smoke lingered above the skies of the Murloc village.
If this were anywhere else, the smoke would have been visible from dozens of kilometers away.
Sadly, this was the Swamp of Sorrows!
The excessively dense fog was like a massive barrier of water that trapped the swamp beneath it and cloaked it in dim daylight.
The battle in the murloc village was still underway, and the slaughtering was only getting more brutal.
Adept Deserra flew twenty meters high in the air, his body radiating intense wind elementium aura. He was also loudly chanting spells and using wind blades to slash at the dragonborn warriors beneath him, wounding them while throwing them into disarray.
However, being in the air didn’t mean absolute safety. Several large and ferocious whirling metal axes were hurled into the air. Deserra would be severely wounded if he couldn’t dodge these axes. Usually, he could use Tornado Vortex to redirect ranged physical attacks like these.
Twelve of the fifteen dragonborn warriors had been executed. Only the dragonborn captain and two ordinary warriors were left.
Deserra and Dana had already ambushed and wounded the captain severely when the battle started. They then intentionally let his companions save him.
They then took the chance of the dragonborn being split up to protect their captain to wear away at their numbers.
Now that all the other dragonborn warriors had fallen, the other two survivors could no longer remain calm. They picked up their captain upon their shoulders and attempted to flee. Sadly, the moment they turned their bodies, they found themselves staring at another nightmare. Eight towering and mighty magical machines were slowly walking toward them with steady steps from the distant fog. The three machines that stood at the very front were the same model as those terrifying machines they had just fought. Five more slender machines stood in a row behind them. Black gun barrels extended from the front of their bodies, their shoulders, and even their arms.
The five Archers at the back immediately let out a blinding red light when they reached the optimum fifty-meter attacking distance. Metal bullets the size of pigeon’s eggs were propelled by violent magic energy and ravaged the two surviving dragonborn warriors like a ferocious storm.
Most of the metal bullets were deflected by the metal armor or simply crushed to pieces. Only white spots were left upon the armor. Yet, when the metal bullets hit the scales of the dragonborn, they managed to leave shallow dents in them.
Only individual bullets managed to pass through the gap between the scales and dug into the flesh of the dragonborn warriors. The dragonborn felt the pain in their bodies and grunted in agony.
The two dragonborn could only endure the beating without any hope of retaliation. It infuriated them, and they roared in anger.
Their requisitioning party was about to be captured entirely now that they had been flanked. They needed to think of a way to break through the enemy’s perimeter. The two dragonborn warriors could only prop up their captain and continue running ahead while braving the barrage of the Archers.
The captain saw how desperate the situation was and summoned the last surge of strength within his body. He pushed away from the two dragonborn, picked up a war axe, and immediately charged at the three Loggers.
“The two of you, run out the flanks. Hurry up and report the situation here to Lord Will…”
The dragonborn captain let out a primal roar and used his charging momentum to drive the axe into the black earth beneath him furiously.
The massive and wild blow shook the earth, sending tremendous shockwaves toward the three Loggers.
The magical machines couldn’t stand still. They stumbled about and lost the best timing to intercept the enemy.
The captain then leaped high into the air and smashed the massive axe in his hand into the metal chainsaw of one of the Loggers. The unbridled strength was unmatched by the Logger, and the machine went stumbling backward. The chainsaw in its arm had been badly deformed and had even been forcefully driven into its own body.
The Logger tried its best to pull out the metal chainsaw while using the drill on the other hand to stab the dragonborn. Unfortunately, the dragonborn captain’s second axe had already cut down upon the massive gash created by the chainsaw.
A muffled but loud boom rang out.
The Logger’s mechanical body split apart. Countless metal shards, components, and magic energy parts scattered in every direction like snowflakes in winter.
This unfortunate magical machine struggled for a bit longer before powerlessly collapsing to the ground. It no longer moved after that.
This series of violent attacks had also taken the last wind out of the dragonborn captain.
He leaned against his axe and panted in exhaustion. He looked around, but all he saw were the tragic, hacked corpses of his dragonborn subordinates. The two dragonborn warriors trying to escape were also intercepted by the flying Deserra and the slithering Medusa Dana.
It was over. His party was completely done for.
The dragonborn captain felt his vision go black as his will to battle faded from him. He fell unconscious.