"Holy crap! I can't believe we were outdone by a group of NPCs led by the other party!"
"How many people died in your team?"
"Don't even mention it. The whole army was wiped out. Not even one person escaped. The opponent started with a large-scale super-level magic. There was no time to react at all. A huge amount of spell attacks came at us head-on. Who can withstand this?"
"We were all killed in an instant. Now that I think about it, the constant tug-of-war and scattered attacks were definitely a psychological tactic used to deliberately mislead us."
"Yes, I thought so too. They want to force us to disperse, so that when they launch a surprise attack tonight, they can hit our superior forces and defeat them one by one."
"I just asked other people. The interval between attacks on each team is usually no more than three minutes. And the first wave of attacks was at the connection point of the blockades on both sides in the northwest. They were clearly well prepared."
"So... this was a long-planned tactical deception and surprise attack?"
"Fuck! I was just lying in the woods, resting my eyes, and before I knew what happened, the whole team was wiped out."
"Who says it's not? This shameless sneak attack is totally unchivalrous. I strongly condemn it."
"Ah - what's the big deal about dying once? It's not like I haven't tried it before. What I really care about is the equipment I worked so hard to collect."
"I feel the same way! That suit of gold is worth at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins. My heart starts to bleed just thinking about it. If I can't get it back with interest, I won't be able to swallow this anger."
"Look at what you have done. Is this a matter of getting back the money you put in with interest? Our reputation is about to be trampled underfoot!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Go to the storage room and queue up to get the spare equipment stored there. This matter is not over yet!"
"Yes! Even if I have to die a hundred times, I will smash that damn skull into pieces!"
…
As Old Bones launched his long-planned sneak attack, the passage outside the clone storage room connecting the interior of the Plantia floating city was filled with densely packed players who had just been resurrected.
Their common feature is that they are naked, cursing and looking very unhappy, and some even grit their teeth.
After all, once you die, all your weapons, equipment, and personal belongings will be dropped.
In addition, they will face severe "experience value punishment".
Most of the players who have a little bit of wealth will reserve some previously eliminated equipment for preservation, to ensure that even if they die accidentally, they will immediately have a set of inferior but usable weapons and armor after resurrection.
This is also the reason why the resurrected people immediately walked in groups towards the hall not far away where personal belongings and property were stored.
Just from the grand posture, it was clear that they were not reconciled to this defeat and were determined to go back for revenge.
You have to know that since entering this so-called "game world", the player community has never suffered such a big loss, so it can be said that the public is very excited at the moment.
Especially when they were fooled by a group of NPCs who were regarded as the source of experience points and equipment, it was particularly unacceptable to them psychologically and mentally.
However, just as the leaders of each team began to connect with each other and planned to fight back to get back their advantage, a voice that was both familiar and harsh to them began to echo above the entire Plantia floating city.
Woo-woo-woo-woo
Accompanied by low and piercing beeps, the largest structure of the floating city, as well as the floating islands and mobile turrets floating around it, all began to gather towards the center.
The airships, airplanes, other aircraft, dragons and other flying creatures floating overhead quickly lowered their altitude and fell to the ground.
The top of the central tower was constantly flashing a red light, symbolizing the highest level of combat readiness.
"This...is this an air raid alarm?"
The corner of a player's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He obviously couldn't believe in his dreams that he would hear such a sound in the game.
Another companion nearby quickly corrected him, "No, this is not an ordinary air raid alarm. If I remember correctly, it should be closer to a triple nuclear attack alarm. It seems that something big has happened."
"You mean the floating city is going to prepare to join the war?"
"I think it's almost certain. We suffered such heavy losses this time, how could we not retaliate fiercely?"
"Hahahaha! An all-out war? That would be so cool!"
"I have long wanted to see the fighting power of our nest."
"Do I need to see this? Look at the dragons and aircraft flying in the sky, and then look at the huge cannons placed on the floating islands around. The long-range firepower coverage and air strikes alone are enough to make the enemy unable to fight back."
"Not really. You have to take the magic into account."
"Come on. You didn't even take a look at how many wizard towers there are in the floating city."
Just as the players were discussing enthusiastically, Vanessa, the lich who represented Zuo Si and was stationed in Plantia and was responsible for daily management, finally announced solemnly through the loudspeaker magic: "Attention all residents of the floating city.
Next we will carry out an unprecedented cross-time and space transmission.
This process may be bumpy, so it is best for everyone to enter the surrounding buildings immediately, otherwise the consequences will be at their own risk.
During the transmission process, please keep as quiet as possible. No one is allowed to use any magical abilities, let alone try to drink potions or the like.
Once the teleport is complete, we will immediately engage the enemy.
I will then issue a series of combat orders and tasks.”
As the last word came out of his mouth, a spherical magic barrier visible to the naked eye quickly opened up with the central tower as its center, covering the floating city and the island that had just been approached.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely huge crack instantly tore through the sky, like a monster's mouth, swallowing Plantia bit by bit.
The incredibly spectacular sight and darkness inside the space rift deeply shocked everyone.
Whether they were players, local indigenous residents, or the hybrid intelligent creatures that were created, they all gathered near the windows and looked outside in amazement. The only thing they could do was hold their breath and pray that nothing unexpected would happen during this cross-time and space transmission.
In stark contrast to their tense reactions was the operations meeting room in the central tower.
Vanessa, who had been silent for a long time, was obviously very happy today. She glanced at the representatives sent by various departments and said in a very relaxed tone: "Everyone, I think you should all know that this so-called war is actually to find a testing ground for the things you have invented during this period.
The department that performs better will receive more resources in the next stage.
So please give your all and let me see that all your investment is valuable.”
"Hehe, please rest assured, I promise that the enemy will receive the warmest reception."
An expert with short brown hair grinned with a "nuclear-good" smile.
As one of the persons in charge of the super weapon research and development project, he used the convenience brought by the combination of magic and technology to create several series of powerful weapons.
It was this guy who came up with the idea of using the blood of Tiamat to make a magical nuclear bomb and put it into practice.
Compared with those experts who are relatively normal mentally and psychologically, he is obviously a madman who is keen on infinitely increasing the lethality of weapons and has a fanatical obsession with explosions and destruction.
So when he heard that there was a chance to pour weapons on the enemy without hesitation, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. He was eager to see the wonderful sight of flames shooting up into the sky and countless corpses and broken limbs flying in the sky.
Vanessa nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Then I look forward to your performance. Now, I will grant you certain permissions to issue tasks to players during the war."
"What about me? What do I need to do?"
Isadora asked, pointing to her petite nose.
"You don't need to do anything. Just stay here with me and watch the show."
Without hesitation, Vanessa kept this "little ancestor" who was the most capable of causing trouble and also the most potentially dangerous by her side.
After everything that had happened, he was not comfortable leaving Isadora alone.
Especially the increasingly powerful psychic powers, which can easily tamper with the memories and thoughts of all the residents of a city in an instant.
Just as the floating city of Plantia was crossing the rift of time and space, Old Bones started a killing spree on the battlefield on the other side.
Since many elite players in the first echelon suffered devastating blows in a very short time after the war broke out, even those who survived were lost in the forest at night and unable to gather together to form an effective resistance, the Great Tomb of Nazarick finally fully demonstrated its advantages.
Moreover, with the use of summoning magic and the means of infinitely resurrecting corpses to transform them into an army of the undead, the size of the army quickly snowballed.
Finally, with the attack from both sides, the coalition forces of various countries collapsed and they could only flee for their lives. The scene quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.
Hundreds of thousands of people were divided and surrounded, falling in a pool of blood with screams.
The catharsis brought about by this crushing and slaughter completely let Lao Gu, who had been suppressed for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, and even vaguely felt a kind of pleasure that could not be described in words.
That's it!
Anyway, I am already an undead, why should I abide by human values and moral codes? From now on, I can do whatever I want! I want to be the supreme ruler of this world! I want to submit to me! I will kill all those who dare to resist! I am the king of the undead! Old Bones screamed hysterically in his heart.
It was not difficult to judge from the red light flashing wildly in his eyes that he had completely crossed a certain bottom line and also completed the transformation of his self-cognition.
Without any hesitation!
This fellow, who had completely turned into a monster both physically and mentally, cast a large-scale damage spell and killed an army of more than a thousand fleeing soldiers on the spot.
If it were in the past, he would never have slaughtered a target that posed no threat to him.
But now, Old Bones has completely placed himself against the living. He has no intention of letting these human soldiers leave alive, and he plans to resurrect all the corpses into undead creatures. At dawn, he will launch a counterattack and completely destroy one of the countries, officially announced to the world that he is not to be trifled with.
“The Supreme One!
We have now completely defeated the troops that blocked the forest as planned, and it won't be long before we can achieve our goal of annihilating them completely.
These lowly humans were too weak and were no match for the undead army of Nazarick. They even completely collapsed and lost the will to resist.
In comparison, those adventurers and mercenaries are quite difficult to deal with.
Although they have been completely dispersed, the survivors are still gathering together in an endless stream.
And even if they know they can't win, they will do their best to cause more casualties before they die.
The casualties among the low-level undead cannon fodder alone exceeded 100,000, and more than six teams of death knights also fell.
Several of the Pleiades' combat maids have been killed due to careless ambushes, and Aura and Mare were also killed instantly by a group of powerful assassins during the attack."
Albedo, dressed in black armor, kneet on one knee and reported the casualties.
After all, players are not fragile local indigenous people who will be intimidated by overly powerful enemies.
As early as when they were in the floating city, they had seen many grand scenes, and often saw powerful individuals such as legendary liches, winter wights, constructs, corpse-smacking creatures, hell fiends, and giant dragons soaring in the sky.
Therefore, even if they are in desperate situations, these guys will never lack the courage to fight to the death.
The majority of casualties in the Great Tomb of Nazarick right now were caused by battles with players.
"Well done, the casualties are still within an acceptable range. Resurrect the fallen guardians immediately, and then we will start the counterattack."
Bones commanded in a cold and emotionless tone.
"clear!"
Albedo nodded vigorously, then stood up and glanced at Demiurge who was summoning a meteor shower to kill the fleeing soldiers not far away, preparing to teleport directly back to the Great Tomb to preside over the resurrection.
But before she could activate the teleportation magic, the sky full of stars above her head was suddenly torn apart by a terrifying force.
Soon after, a huge city slowly floated out from inside.
moment!
People in the entire forest and the surrounding areas within hundreds of kilometers saw this incredible scene, and they all stared with their eyes wide open for fear of missing even a single detail.
"Warrior-Captain! What is that?"
A soldier from the kingdom asked in a slightly trembling voice.
Gazef wielded his broadsword and cut off a low-level undead that rushed towards him. He then protected the headless body of the old king on his horse and said bitterly, "Don't ask me. How would I know? I hope it will stand on our side. Otherwise, we should be prepared to die in battle."
"Alas - His Majesty the King died in battle, and so did the two princes and countless nobles. What will become of our country in the future?"
Another soldier sighed in despair.
Obviously, the reason why the remaining tens of thousands of troops belonging to the Kingdom of Re-Estize have not died out is basically due to the persistence of Warrior Captain Gazef.
The soldiers who had lost the noble leadership believed that only by following him could they escape from this nightmarish disaster.
At the same time, since the Blood Emperor did not come in person, the Bahas Empire was led by Bajord Peshumel, one of the Four Knights.
He obviously did not have the same charisma as Gazef, so his troops had long been dispersed by the Undead Legion and the high-level NPCs who had freed up their hands. At this moment, he was hiding with several hundred cavalrymen.
But after seeing the huge city appearing in the sky above his head, his mouth opened in disbelief.
In comparison, the priests who came with the Church were relatively calm, but they also looked at the floating city of Plantia with serious faces, and huge waves were rising in their hearts.
After all, according to the historical laws that this world has forgotten, "Hundred Years of Aftershocks" only befalls a group of players every hundred years on average.
Since it has been confirmed that Old Bones and the Great Tomb of Nazarick are players who have arrived recently, what is going on with the floating city at this moment?
Could it be that two groups have descended this time?
"Master Priest, what should we do now?"
The first captain of the Black Scripture asked in a low voice after easily dealing with hundreds of low-level undead cannon fodder in front of him.
"Retreat first. The encirclement and suppression plan has completely failed. We need to observe the situation before making a decision."
The priest thought for a moment and then made a decision.
The purpose of the Church has always been to ensure the survival and reproduction of the human race, so its style of doing things is relatively conservative and it rarely makes risky or radical moves.
Just as they were taking advantage of the chaos on the battlefield and moving quickly along the outskirts of the forest, Demiurge had already transformed into a demon form and flew above the floating city of Plantia.
His intention was very clear, he wanted to rush over and take a look in advance in order to obtain first-hand information.
It's a pity that this guy obviously doesn't know how many powerful weapons are hidden in the floating city of Plantia.
Before he could get any closer, hundreds of magic heavy artillery that had been modified by the sparkling oil and could automatically aim and fire had locked onto him, and at the same time, they emitted a deafening roar.
boom!!!!!!!!
All Demiurge saw was hundreds of dazzling bright spots suddenly appearing around the floating city.
The next second...
Everything in front of his eyes turned white, and his strong body was instantly torn to pieces by all kinds of energy and force fields. He didn't even have time to scream before he completely disappeared.
To be exact, it was completely erased on the physical level.
Because the essence of magic heavy artillery is the release of magic and energy.
It can be used as a platform for ultra-long-range spells, and can also shoot out pure energy balls or energy rays.
Its power depends on how much energy is provided at one time.
Hundreds of guns fired at once were so powerful that not only Demiurge but also all the NPCs in the Great Tomb of Nazarick would be killed instantly.
The only drawback is that the range of the magic heavy artillery is not very far, at least it cannot be compared with the electromagnetic cannon, and it can only be used as a defensive measure for the time being.
But the destructive power it demonstrated in actual combat for the first time completely stunned the old bones on the ground.
Albedo and other NPCs beside him had the same reaction.
Although Demiurge is a spellcaster who prefers magic, mantras, and summoning among many level 100 guardians, and theoretically his defense and vitality are not as good as warriors of the same level, he is definitely not a fragile one.
But now he was like an ant being easily crushed to death by the other party.
The strong mental shock even made them doubt their own strength.
However, compared to the shock in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the remaining soldiers who were being chased, blocked and slaughtered immediately burst into deafening cheers.
Also cheering were the players who were scattered and hiding in the dense woods and grass, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Hiding in the forest, they quickly began to mark the enemy's coordinates on the map based on their own positions, and then sent the data back using the Shuoyou mobile terminal they carried with them.
After a short while, the floating city received the coordinates and started the first round of targeted bombardment.
Because electromagnetic guns do not make a roar like gunpowder weapons, there is not much noise during the launch process.
Instead, it draws parabolas in the air and emits a creepy scream as it approaches the target.
Since the sky was almost dark at night, no one knew what this strange whistling sound meant.
But soon, deafening explosions, flames, and violent burning completely ignited the entire forest.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Within a radius of more than ten kilometers, shells of varying sizes fell like flowers scattered by fairies, one after another, at the places where the enemies gathered.
Some of them are super-giant shells fired from behemoth electromagnetic cannons. After disintegrating in the air, the small cluster bombs stored inside are released, thus forming a terrifying coverage area.
Some of them rely on the force field shock waves and fragments generated by the explosion to tear the target apart, some are filled with mixtures that can burn violently, and others release corrosive strong acid to dissolve the rotten flesh and bones of undead creatures.
In short, after this round of targeted bombardment ended, the Undead Army that Old Bones was proud of was basically killed, and even the elite Death Knights he brought out from the Great Tomb of Nazarick were killed.
Looking at the flames rising into the sky around him, and the modern weapons that he could only see on online media before he traveled through time, his brain, which had previously been extremely arrogant and wanted to rule the world and become the king of the undead, went blank in an instant, and he completely lost the ability to think.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?
Most importantly, this is a massive bombardment! Isn't this a fantasy world dominated by magic? Why would modern thermal weapons appear?
Since his previous plan to explore this world was interrupted by the players, Old Bones is still completely in the dark about this world.
Even if they occasionally captured a few prisoners, it was difficult to obtain any useful information from them. They only knew that the Empire, the Theocracy, the Kingdom, and the Holy Kingdom, several neighboring countries, were mainly inhabited by humans.
In addition to this, there are some fragmentary public information and some big names who require special attention.
As for the vast land beyond the range of human activities...
I'm sorry, I've never even heard of it, let alone intelligence and maps.
It’s not that we don’t want to send people to investigate, but we are blocked at the doorstep and cannot spare any extra manpower.
While Old Bones was stunned, the three demon generals under Demiurge, Greed, Jealousy and Wrath, saw their boss being killed, and immediately lost their minds and rushed forward.
The angry leader roared and released [Meteor Fall], trying to smash the floating city down from the sky.
Unfortunately, this kind of arcane magic, which is only equivalent to the ninth ring, cannot possibly cause any damage to the floating city of Plantia which has a lot of defensive measures.
Before the meteorite could fall, it was instantly captured by the surrounding gravity, and then thrown back at the angry body, smashing it from mid-air to the ground.
Boom! Fire splashed everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, the magic heavy artillery opened fire again, and all three demon generals were taken away in one round of attack.
The demon kings who seemed almost invincible in the eyes of the local indigenous people were as fragile as newborn babies under the terrifying firepower of the floating city.
"Oh my God! This... What a powerful force! It's simply unmatched!"
Gazef swallowed subconsciously, not knowing how to express his feelings at the moment.
The terrifying enemy that had just forced the coalition forces of various countries into a desperate situation was reduced to ashes not long after the floating city appeared.
An army of tens of thousands of undead, imps, alien insects and other monsters were blown to pieces by shells falling from the sky right in front of his eyes.
However, before the warrior captain could give the retreat order to the remaining soldiers of the kingdom, he saw large and small black spots suddenly flying out of the floating city.
But because the distance was too far and the light was too dim at night, I couldn't see clearly what it was.
fortunately!
As the black spots left the floating city and appeared under the bright moonlight, everyone could see clearly that these black spots were actually giant dragons with hideous faces, with a total number of about two to three thousand.
Above the dragon's head, you can also see oval-shaped airships, as well as slightly flattened airplanes and flapping-wing aircraft.
The Dragon Legion is mainly responsible for formation escort, the airships and airplanes are tasked with bombing and aerial fire support, and the flapping-wing aircraft that can take off and land on any terrain are filled with players who are determined to get their place back.
After all, without the coordinate points provided by the front-line players, it is too easy to accidentally injure friendly forces and one's own people by directly using electromagnetic cannons for long-range fire coverage.
Since the distance between the floating city and the battlefield was not far, and the flying speed was much faster than the speed on the ground, it didn't take long for the huge air force formation to arrive above the forest.
After seeing the situation clearly from above, a player who was riding on a dragon and in charge of commanding the air battle was the first to raise his spear flashing with lightning and shout, "Brothers! It's time for revenge! Follow me! First, shoot down all those damn monsters that can fly and ensure the safety of the gunboats and transport planes."
"Go! Whoever is a coward is a grandson!"
"Hahahaha! I've long wanted to experience the feeling of being a dragon rider!"
"Are you a serious dragon rider?"
"Are there serious and dishonest dragon riders?"
"Hey, brother, it's obvious that you don't understand the mystery. Let's exchange contact information later. After this fight, I'll talk to you about the other kind of dragon knight."
"I heard that some dragons can transform into human form."
"What? Are you guys so perverted now? You don't even let the dragon go!"
"Tsk, that's nothing. Recently, some dragon loli and shota appeared out of nowhere in the floating city. That's more exciting."
"Get away from me! I don't want anything to do with scum like you!"
I have to say that players’ words and ways of thinking are always so outrageous.
There is nothing they can't say or do, except what you can't think of.
Maybe it's just like the saying goes, some people put on a mask but are actually taking it off.
In real life, in order to maintain personal image and social relationships, basically all adults live with different masks.
Even if you hate someone in your heart, you must maintain basic courtesy, such as saying hello when you meet them every day.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the first lesson most people who enter society learn is disguise.
But when you go to the Internet where you can hide your true identity, this disguise and mask will be subconsciously taken off, releasing the truest self within.
This is also why there is a huge contrast between the real life and online image of many people, which are like two completely opposite extremes.
Because on the Internet, they take off the masks they use to disguise themselves in their daily lives and release the long-suppressed self in their hearts that longs to break free from all constraints.
Just as the players were laughing and cursing and enjoying what they thought was a "virtual life", two or three thousand giant dragons, bred through various genetic and magical technologies, rushed towards the air force of the Great Tomb of Nazarick like a tsunami.
The people on the ground only saw blinding flames, ice, lightning, and acid breath suddenly burst out from the sky, instantly illuminating the dark night as bright as day.
Then, those demons and undead creatures with the ability to fly began to fall from the top of their heads like raindrops, slamming onto the ground and shattering into incomplete corpses.
Most of them have been burnt or electrocuted.
Others were simply corroded by strong acid to the point where it was unrecognizable what they originally were, leaving only a sticky, black liquid with a pungent odor.
As for those unlucky guys who were frozen into lumps of ice and fell down, they would be torn into pieces the moment they touched the ground.
It goes without saying that this air battle was almost a one-sided massacre.
Even though several guardians released advanced magic to try to knock the dragon down from the sky, it had little effect.
The reason is very simple! These dragon subspecies that have been improved and have shortened their growth cycles have basically reached the standards of adult dragons in Faerun.
Therefore, their vitality and magic resistance are quite strong, so there is no way they can be killed easily.
What's more, many of the player riders on the dragon's back master healing magic or carry healing potions.
If the mount is seriously injured, they will treat it immediately.
After a round of spell attacks, less than twenty dragons fell from the sky and their lives or deaths were unknown.
As luck would have it, one of them fell right in front of the kingdom's army.
Bang! With a loud bang and flying trees and dust, the player riding on the dragon's back successfully completed an emergency landing.
Although he himself was badly injured, he still managed to get up and walked to the dragon. He gently patted the dragon's huge and bleeding head and asked, "Hey! Buddy! How are you injured? Can you be saved?"
“…”
The giant dragon covered with blue scales all over its body was obviously of high intelligence. It endured the pain and glared at this temporary partner unhappily, as if to say "Are you blind? You're still asking me even though I'm in this state."
"Um - sorry, I'm not a priest, and I don't have any other means of treatment. Please drink this bottle of powerful healing potion to resist for a while. I have sent a distress signal to the floating city, and they should send someone to treat you soon."
This player, who was obviously human, took out a bottle of potion and fed it to the dragon.
Just as he was about to get up and leave to join others, he suddenly found that the army wearing the kingdom's standard armor was surrounding him from all directions.
These soldiers were obviously very frightened and afraid of the dragon, so they stopped fifty meters away and dared not move forward even a step.
The elite players who have already crossed the legendary threshold and possessed the LV23 barbarian level naturally did not take these guys who might not even have the LV1 warrior level seriously. Instead, they were interested in seeing what the other party was going to do.
As long as he wanted, he could rush into the crowd and act unstoppably at any time. Relying on his violence and sharp combat instincts, he could easily defeat the opponent or even kill them all.
Fortunately, these kingdom soldiers did not intend to cause trouble.
After about ten seconds, the temporary commander, Warrior Captain Gazef, squeezed out of the crowd, took two steps forward and wanted to say hello first, and then solemnly thank the other party for saving his life and the lives of the soldiers behind him.
But when the distance was close enough for both sides to see each other's faces clearly, he suddenly stopped, stared at the player standing next to the dragon with wide eyes, and asked in an extremely shocked tone: "Korlant! You...you died in the battle, didn't you? I saw with my own eyes that you and your teammates were evaporated by the terrifying magic, and not even a corpse was left."
moment!
Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the player called Colrant.
He obviously did not expect that the moment of his death would be seen by the sergeant who was passing by on patrol, and the incident was still remembered in his mind.
Fortunately, this guy was quick-witted and quickly explained: "You were wrong. We were not killed, we just escaped through teleportation magic. Now, we are back to take revenge."
“Not dead?!”
From the expression on his face, it was clear that Gazef didn't believe a single word he said.
After all, he took the cavalry to take a look and even picked up quite a lot of valuable high-level magic weapons, equipment and items.
If it was teleportation, how could these things be left behind?
So Gazef concluded that the other party must have died once.
But I don't know how it was restored.
Considering that the high-level priests in this world also have some means of resurrection, but the price to pay is relatively high, he did not continue to delve into it. Instead, he cast his eyes on the seriously injured dragon and asked with a tone of awe and a hint of envy: "Is this dragon your friend and partner?"
Colrant shook his head slightly: "No, no, we are just a temporary partnership.
He belongs to the floating city of Plantia, the one that everyone can see in the sky far away.
In the previous battle, he was severely damaged by the enemy's magic, so he made an emergency landing at a random place. It would probably take at least some time for him to recover.
If you don't mind, could you please look after it for me?
Don't worry, the floating city will send rescuers soon."
"No problem, I'm more than happy to help."
Gazef agreed without even thinking about it.
Although he was full of questions about the appearance of the floating city of Plantia, the resurrection of the mysterious man in front of him, and the soaring dragons and strange flying vehicles in the sky, considering the powerful enemy at hand, he suppressed his curiosity.
After all, no matter how you look at it, this suddenly emerging force is helping the kingdom and humanity.
Since we are allies, we should try our best to maintain good relations.
Although he himself had no political talent, he knew that after experiencing a devastating defeat and the loss of hundreds of thousands of troops, what his country needed most was recuperation.
"Hehe! I'll leave it to you. Don't be afraid, this dragon will not actively attack or harm targets that pose no threat."
After saying that, Colrant picked up his weapon and ran towards the center of the battlefield.
After he completely walked away and disappeared into the dark forest, Gazef let out a long breath, forced a smile at the blue dragon lying on the ground and said, "Hello. Let's get along in a friendly way for the next short time."
Unfortunately, the dragon ignored him and just lay quietly on the ground, trying not to move to avoid touching the shocking wound on its abdomen.
At the same time, as all the flying units in the Great Tomb of Nazarick were overwhelmed and annihilated by the Dragon Legion, the aerial gunboats composed of airships and airplanes were finally able to disperse completely, directly covering the entire battlefield and delivering high-altitude firepower to any area where the enemy was found.
For a moment, the sound of explosions and flames that had originally disappeared echoed in the forest again.
Even Old Bone and the high-level NPCs around him did not dare to face this high-intensity and high-density bombardment head-on. They gave up the idea of continuing the fight and retreated back to their nests.
The former, in particular, were completely stunned by this warfare mode that mixed magic and technology.
The artillery shells and incendiary bombs that kept falling from the sky vaguely reminded him of the barbecue party that was held in his own country at the end of World War II, which was described in history textbooks. An inexplicable fear began to be awakened in his bones.
As for those troops that cannot be withdrawn, there is no better way than to give up.
Some of those who were unlucky and slow to retreat were beaten up by players who dropped from the sky in flapping-wing planes, and were beaten to death within a few minutes.
Moreover, the explosion and burning of the artillery fire ignited the forest. Under the reflection of the flames rising into the sky, the entrance to the Great Tomb of Nazarick, which had been disguised by magic, was completely exposed.
The next thing to do is to test the effects and power of various weapons one by one in this huge different-dimensional space hidden deep underground.
(End of this chapter)
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