Chapter 216 Zong Qi's Eyes (Twenty-Six)

The dragon flag of Aenarion was cut down by Lynch, and the black guards of Naggarond who fought desperately to protect the flag died in the siege of Asur.

The lizardmen, with the aura of a ferocious beast, looked towards the tower where the "Supreme Sorceress" Moras was located. Asur gave way in awe.

Lynch ran towards the Warlock Tower that he failed to capture last time. The Tower of Gorond was closely nestled against the Black Ark, providing convenience for Lynch.

Led by the Lizardman, the soldiers rushed towards the Warlock Tower on the side of the Tower of the Blessed Evil Party. Perhaps knowing the outcome of their defeat, the sorceresses gave up resistance and fled.

After slaughtering nearly half of the sorceresses, the coalition forces of Asur and the cold-blooded race failed to find the culprit of the war.

The Grey Seer gave up fighting the dragons as Teclis turned to break their spells, and continuing would only lead to failure.

Prince Caledor, whose number was much smaller, returned to the dragons, and the group of flame dragons took off into the air again, flying towards the Skaven fleet with blazing rage.

The mages continued their struggle on the invisible plane, magic ignited the sky, disrupted the sea breeze, and the lightning lost its original color.

Lynch called upon the floating pyramid, and the blood-stained Zongqi engine flew from the end of the lizardman's sight.

The lizard man silently looked at the pile of corpses on the steps of the pyramid and the armor stuck in the engine entrance, then turned his head to the east.

The Cold-Blooded Champion gathered the remaining 3,000 Thors, and without looking back, he plunged into the water with the wounded warriors and swam towards the direction of the ratman fleet.

Asur tried to retain the Cold-Blooded Legion, as the tired warriors needed proper rest.

But the cold-blooded refused to stay.

The battle must continue. This is the will conveyed by the ancient saint Taranksla from the other side of time.

Dark clouds blocked the stars, but on this night when the evil moon retreated, the cold-blooded were able to gain insight into the astrology.

The Star of War and the Star of Hunting were brighter than ever before, and all the cold-blooded species firmly believed that the stars were the will of the ancient saints.

Even if Lynch died in the battle, this army must defeat the unclean race that tried to covet the ancient relics.

After dealing with the enemy, they still have to shut down the running star engine.

The dangerous creations of the Ancients must not fall into the wrong hands. Each dangerous relic has the power to destroy the world.

Even cold-blooded creatures do not dare to mobilize the relics of the Ancient Saints easily. Without proper guidance, the gifts of the Ancient Saints will be transformed into terrible weapons that can break apart planets and extinguish stars.

This could destroy the mortal world before the forces of Chaos.

They should not have been used in war.

The engines that were once used to transform the environment have become weapons of mass destruction to curb the demonic tide. The instruments that were used to store sunlight have been transformed into divine turrets to resist chaos. Everything has lost its original appearance.

Asur's army did not stay for too long. Time was too tight and they could not waste it any longer.

To the east, the fleets of the Kingdom of Saphire and Chrace are facing fierce attacks from the ratmen. Without timely support, Asur's military will suffer heavy losses again.

The sea beasts that Druzy failed to take away first encountered the indomitable Cold-Blooded Legion, and the survivors were all shot to death by Asur with a crossbow. The dragon boat crashed through the rocks of the Black Ark, cutting apart the legendary Black Ark that once dominated the seas.

Asur searched for items of great significance, and the battle flags of the various legions and the heirloom magic swords of the dead nobles were carefully protected.

With unspeakable thoughts in their hearts, the elves picked up the Dragon Banner of Aenarion, which belonged to "Guardian" Aenarion. All the elves owed something to this savior hero.

It will return to where it belongs. The Temple of Asuryan will receive the relics of the First Phoenix King, and the Phoenix Guard of Asuryan will protect what remains of the First King.

There is no time to collect the bodies of the victims. Let the dead and their final achievements sleep in the trench together.

The Isha priests who accompanied the army sang sad poems and offered final prayers for all the dead elves.

Whether it was Druzie or Eslai, they were all once Asur, children of Isha.

They are killing each other.

The joy of Asur's victory also faded in Isha's praises, but the deceased soul of Druz never regretted it.

They don't need Asur's hypocritical mercy, because Druzy has embarked on a path of no return, the path to true strength, and mercy is an insult from the victor to the weak.

The priest's tears of goddess Isha fell into the sea and disappeared in the waves along with the sinking black ark.

The elegy for life continued, and Asur reorganized his forces.

Iris's fleet had been completely sunk by the Skaven Assassins, and the Mist Walkers were transferred with the help of Itain's warships.

Due to the large number of casualties, the combined legions of the two kingdoms could barely fill up the rooms in the battleship.

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The eagle ship lit up with a light blue light, and the wind of heaven was gathered by the magic sailboat, turning into the power to propel the warship.

The dragon ship's main ship was located in the center of the fleet. In the command hall that was once full of guests, only three relatively silent people were left.

The commander of Terenlock was killed in the first round of offensive by the Cult of Kane, the prince of Arion died in the charge, and the admiral of Cosqui remained on the Tower of the Blessed Evil forever.

Chrace and Saphire's comrades died on the front lines and have not returned since the battle began.

Too much blood has been shed in Asur, and even if the many threats are defeated, the war will be a futile and miserable victory.

The Everqueen's public letters of accountability piled up on the round table, and the Phoenix King also carefully reminded the lords that the elves native to Ulthuan had lost faith in the war of vengeance.

Prince Caledor closed his eyes and dozed off. Imrik was worried about the Star Dragon that had attacked rashly. Ulthuan could not afford to lose this powerful dragon again. Without the deterrence of the Emperor Dragon, the lower creatures might once again set their sights on the paradise of the elves.

The prince of Ivresse was no longer interested in talking about the war, and Eltharion didn't know how to face the Ivresse elves who had lost their sons and husbands after returning.

Tyrion suppressed his hatred for Druzil and began to think about the next battle alone.

Although they suffered heavy losses, they successfully cleared the ocean.

The fleets of the Undead could no longer threaten the overseas colonies of the Elves, and for the next few centuries the Druzil would be unable to launch another invasion of Ulthuan.

Their elite suffered heavy losses in this battle. The infamous Black Ark Tower of Blessing the Evil was sunk, and Gorond's Black Ark was turned into a broken floating island.

If it weren't for the fact that the territory of Druzai was located in a bitterly cold place and had no value in occupying, there would be no point in attacking their homeland, and the Asur fleet would have already marched north.

Not only did they restore Asur's maritime supremacy, they also successfully avenged the invasion of Druzai more than a decade earlier.

What's more, his brother Teclis seems to have brought an unexpected surprise to Asur.

Although Tyrion did not like to interfere too much in the world outside of Ulthuan, it was always a good thing to have a powerful ally.

(End of this chapter)