Chapter 192: Zong Qi's Eye (Part 2)

Tigris might have gone crazy. He pretended to be mysterious and said that he knew everything that happened at sea and would come with reinforcements.

The commander wearing an eagle helmet smiled disdainfully. What did his brother use to fight at sea? His vomit?

At the southwest end of the Ship Burial Ground, the Archmage was looking down at the blue sea from the pyramid engine. The sight almost made Teclis vomit the food he had just eaten.

The lizard people waited quietly, but before they had to wait too long, strong Thoros appeared out of nowhere in the surging sea.

They are like fish born in the sea, and their movements in the water are not affected at all.

Sir John looked out at the storm rising into the distance, where he would fight next.

Huge ship frames were moving on the sea, made of rotten wood, rusted steel and the flesh of unknown creatures.

These giant dead ships carried ridiculous cannons and kept pouring fire as far as the end of John's sight.

Vampires rode on bats as big as dragons, blocking the clouds tightly. The lightning that kept passing through their skies was controlled by black magic and turned into weapons of the undead.

Countless undead sea beasts were soaked in the sea water. The warships decorated with human bones and skins were not swallowed by the raging waves, but stood strangely in the turbulent tide.

The undead are at war with unknown forces, and the sounds of battle can be heard hundreds of miles away.

Lynch knew that this was only part of the battlefield.

The Norscans are to the southeast, and the Skaven are to the northeast.

Asul was blocked in the north, struggling with Duruzi in the northwest.

The southwest battlefield where Lynch is located is the position of the Terror Fleet.

His star map has been lit up, but he can't just leave.

A full 10,100 Thors are ready. They will fight their way through the battlefield and cooperate with Asur to defeat the lower creatures surrounding the Old Saint Engine one by one.

If possible, it would be best to shut down the activated star engine and recover it.

Lynch is not going to dismantle the floating pyramid, it will become a fortress for the mages.

The experience of recovering the ancient holy stone tablet made Lynch realize that there was a ratman assassin master on this battlefield.

The "Death Master" of Clan Eshin is no easy man to deal with. Countless famous warriors and rulers have died silently at his hands.

Lynch only planned to take the Holy Grail Knights who were determined to die, and the other hot-blooded people would stay in the suspension engine to protect the wizard.

There are a large number of Castain descendants in the Dread Fleet. If there is no way to fight against vampire spells, no matter how many warriors there are, it will be in vain.

These Zongqi blessed ones wore magic amulets, which could only help them be immune to spells that were not strong enough. As far as Lynch knew, the master of the Dread Fleet was an extremely skilled master of spells.

Count Noctis can even manipulate sunken ships across the ocean and pull them all to the Ship Graveyard.

Cold-blooded species cannot directly join the frontal battlefield, and attacks from all sides will cause the Lizardmen to lose a lot of men quickly.

They should take advantage of it, attack from underwater, and take advantage of the fierce battle between Asur and other parties to break the situation unexpectedly.

The monsters of Druzai and the sea beasts controlled by the Terror Fleet have become the main enemies of the cold-blooded species.

The ratmen's dimensional stone device is the second biggest threat, and Lynch plans to deal with the ratmen last.

Their fleets look extremely fragile, but they are truly a double-edged sword, and killing them will come at a huge cost.

Because rat-man-made things are notoriously unstable.

The most difficult to deal with are the Norscans, who seem to be following an ancient dragon demon.

Lynch plans to try his luck with the weapons he got from the mysterious island, but of course, this is also a dead end.

The ancient dragon demon is in no way inferior to the great demon of the God. In this storm, it is an extraordinary war ruler.

In the distant past, dragon demons were also a powerful race that competed with dragons for planetary hegemony.

They are famous for their expertise in close combat.

Lightning excites the dragon demons, and bathing in lightning makes their already powerful forces even more violent.

No matter how powerful it is now, Lynch must face it, put it to sleep, or kill it outright.

On the southern battlefield, one hundred and thirteen giant dragons, carrying their high-spirited companions, looked towards the terrifying beasts that blocked out the sky in the west.

There were more undead than stars in the sky, so many that they even filled the oceans.

The isolated dragons and dragon princes were surrounded. Whether on the sea or in the sky, there were vampires everywhere eager to drink dragon blood.

The enemies were flooding like the demon tide ten thousand years ago, which reminded the oldest dragon, the Star Dragon Minasnir, of the battle ten thousand years ago.

At that time they followed the most ancient dragon of the time, the star dragon Indrognir, and his companion Aenarion, who were also surrounded in the sky above the island.

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But what surrounded them originally were endless demons, but now they are just lowly undead spirits who want to get their hands on the dragon's blood.

Back then they fought for the fate of the world, but here they fought for the elves' deep hatred.

There are only a few survivors of the dragons that fought side by side back then, and they are all old dragons with incredible power and wisdom.

Now, there are only one hundred and twelve young guys following Minasnir through life and death.

Minasnir would not complain, nor would he regret, for he had made a promise to the Elf named Imrik.

The pride of a dragon cannot be violated.

On the dragon's back, Imrik, the "Dragon Lord" and Prince of Caledor, blew the dragon horn.

The roars of hundreds of giant dragons made the air suffocatingly quiet, and the thunder seemed pale and powerless.

The dragon princes tightly grasped the dragon spears that had been passed down from generation to generation in their family and stared at Prince Imrik who was in the lead.

They are the descendants of Caledor Dragon Tamer, and the Kingdom of Caledor was named after that great wizard.

Now, they will once again repel powerful enemies under the banner of Caledor.

"For the Kingdom of Caledor! For the blood of the dragon!"

Imrik shouted and roared to boost the courage of the dragon princes, but they needed no such encouragement.

The dragon is here. For thousands of years, no enemy has survived the charge of the Dragon Prince's army.

They were bound to win, but they were just an inferior race, how could they possibly defeat the elves who were far more perfect than them?

Every dragon prince thinks that he is the best among the elves. Compared with the dragon princes, the elven princes and princesses of other kingdoms are nothing but weak lambs.

Hundreds of bloodthirsty roars responded to the call of the Dragon Lord. All the Dragon Princes were ready to charge. This time, they would rush to the core of the Ship Cemetery in one fell swoop.

"For Caledor!"

The terrifying breathing sound echoed between heaven and earth, and fire could be faintly seen from the belly of the giant dragon in the sky.

The bloodthirsty sky demons and terrifying beasts that were rushing towards the dragon were getting slower and slower. The vampires had already ridden the terrifying beasts and escaped.

(End of this chapter)