Chapter 927 - The Battle Continues
Chapter 927 The Battle Continues
The might of the dragons was well-known throughout the entire multiverse!
Their melee combat ability, mid-ranged dragon breath, and long-ranged dragon magic were all incredibly dangerous and incomparably powerful.
Under ordinary circumstances, a dragon could easily crush three to five human casters of the same grade.
That could be seen from what was happening to the vampire adepts.
The two blood knights and three Second Grade blood elves were flying around the dragons in a pack, delivering a beating to any dragon they caught. Those First Grade dragons were brutalized like sheep to the slaughter before them.
However, this small pack of vampires felt like they were practically kicking an iron wall whenever they ran into a Second Grade dragon.
The sharp attacks of the two blood knights might be able to harm the Second Grade dragons, but their defenses were inferior. Meanwhile, the three blood elves were completely defeated in offensive power, defensive power, elusiveness, and magical resistance. They quickly became targets of the Second Grade dragons’ pursuit instead.
That was why the magical machine army had managed to maintain their perimeter with this thin kill zone, even though both sides were suffering heavy losses.
In all seriousness, the greatest threat to the magical machine army were still those dragonborn warriors.
They had power, equipment, and magic; they were practically the representation of the perfect warrior. The only thing holding them back was the difficulty in breeding and their pathetic numbers.
There were at least three thousand dragonborn warriors of various attributes on this battlefield today. If they could form up and start a charge, they would be a destructive force against the machine’s boundary.
Fortunately, the goblin chariots in the back were sufficiently powerful. The violent energy fireballs were always chasing behind the dragonborn warriors, never giving them the time nor opportunity to group up.
The magical machines were undoubtedly at too high a disadvantage against the dragonborn warriors. As such, the First Grade adepts of the Crimson Clan became the main force responsible for the assassination of these dragonborn.
Zacha and Tigule were not good at flying and had no choice but to retreat from the battlefield in the sky. Instead, they descended to the battlefield on the ground and started slaughtering these dragonborn warriors alongside Billis. Accompanying them was Arms and Iritina.
They were dragons, after all. Though they had already betrayed their kind, fighting their kin in such a brazen manner was still difficult. To avoid the awkwardness of the situation, the two of them transformed into their human forms and started slaughtering the dragonborn and natives on the ground.
With them on the battlefield, even the Second Grade dragonborn warriors were not capable of causing much trouble.
Whenever a Second Grade dragonborn started to build up momentum, Arms would charge over to it. A dose of dragon’s aura at close range caused the dragonborn’s knees to weaken and its Spirit to break. A quick slap to follow up and it would probably be on its deathbed, regardless of its grade.
It didn’t matter which dragon lord they belonged to. The dragonborn warriors of Lance always had one flaw that existed at the very core of their existence– a fear of the dragon’s aura of might. It was the means by which the dragons controlled the dragonborn and made sure they never went out of control. It was a rule that all dragon lords followed strictly.
Compared to the cruelty on the ground, the battlefield in the sky appeared somewhat non-committal.
The dragons in the battle, be they First, Second, or Third Grade, were all spoiled and pampered dragon lords. If they were asked to pillage, loot, and kidnap beauties form a different plane, they might put their all into the task.
However, having them fight bloody battles against adepts without regard for their own lives was asking for a bit too much!
In their minds, a hundred dragons gathered together would most certainly have exterminated these adepts with overwhelming force. However, when they actually entered the battlefield, they were shocked to find that the enemy adepts were sly and sinister fighters, with attacks that hurt them to their very bone.
It indirectly weakened the First Grade dragons’ will to fight!