Chapter 250 The Dragon Clan's Secret Weapon, An Accident, The Second Main Boundary Marker...
Three days later, the army assembled and set off.
Troops had been stationed in the Great Forest of Eaton for some time, and the army that set out this time was actually a support force that arrived later.
The Duke of Emeric remained in Eton.
This place has become the closest hub to Eton Forest and the Orcish territory, providing both sides with a stable supply of various resources from different territories.
The army's march would be slower, taking about twelve days to arrive.
But Ray and his men didn't set off with the army, so they arrived earlier than the rest of the group.
To facilitate travel, a teleportation array was set up in the Eton Great Forest a long time ago.
However, teleportation arrays are easily affected by external interference and need to be built in a sufficiently safe location, so the farthest they can reach is only the edge of the Eton Forest.
For the rest of the journey, everyone had to switch to horse-drawn carriages.
The Elf Kingdom is too far from the destroyed main boundary marker, and getting there via that route would be even more troublesome.
Furthermore, the third main boundary marker is hidden in the Eton Great Forest within the Elf Kingdom, which has long been closely watched by the Demon Clan.
It would only be more dangerous to teleport there.
In short, Ray, Golden Oak, Vesper, and the blond youth rode together in a carriage, traveling day and night with the caravan, and finally arrived at their base camp in the Great Forest of Eton.
Eaton Forest at this time was completely different from what Ray had seen a few years ago.
Large numbers of trees were felled and burned, and thick smoke billowed into the sky in the distance.
"What's going on over there?"
When Ray asked Nash, who arrived later, he said Nash had ridden there on horseback.
"You mean that place? That's where the demons have taken over. To make room for more troops, they cut down and burned all the trees near the main boundary marker."
It's important to understand that for primeval forests where trees can be thousands of years old, the consequences of such indiscriminate logging by demons are devastating.
After the war, it is unknown how long it will take to restore things to their original state.
When Ray heard Nash's words, he felt both heartbroken and helpless.
The human race is extremely efficient, and they have already built many buildings in their base here.
With winter just a few months away, they must prepare for the coming season.
The winters in the Third Territory are extremely cold. Soldiers from warmer regions like the First Territory would absolutely not be able to withstand the harsh cold here.
Various territories have already begun making winter coats for these soldiers.
War also promoted development to some extent; animal hides were limited, and it was impossible for every soldier to wear clothing made of animal hides.
Cotton, as a crop, gradually began to replace animal hides and take center stage in history.
The third to last day before the support troops officially arrive.
The allied forces and the demons clashed near the main boundary marker.
Ray's role was essentially that of a mascot brought by Ryan; he stayed at the very back of the group.
Even so, he truly felt the brutality of the war on the magical continent.
The torn spatial rift resembled a giant, moving eye.
The demons, with ferocious expressions, poured out of there in an endless stream.
The demonic seeds that fell from the spatial rift piled up into a heap of bones.
Those who couldn't stand up in time, or were tripped and unable to leave quickly, were trampled by the demons following behind. Ultimately, they could no longer leave and became living nourishment for their companions to upgrade into demon soldiers.
As the two armies clashed, the demon soldiers swarmed towards the allied forces like locusts, a pack of mad dogs that had spotted a bone.
Ray couldn't help but waver.
Given this situation, is it really possible for the coalition forces to achieve victory?
"These vermin from the abyss!"
Golden Oak and Ray stayed together.
His mission was not to go to the battlefield, but rather to be a weapons expert who provided support to the army.
"Boom! Boom!"
A series of booming sounds came from the battlefield ahead, and Laiyi saw six beams of light carrying energy balls shooting towards the demon army.
"Hahaha! Let me show you guys what Grandpa Golden Oak is all about!"
"It actually succeeded."
Nash whispered, his words precisely caught by Ray.
What is that?
"A secret weapon commissioned by the master, Master Golden Oak. It can convert the energy of elemental stones into elemental spheres, which are extremely lethal."
"I see."
This is equivalent to a cannon that can fire energy balls, which is indeed very practical.
"Some parts are made using a keel."
Nash added.
Lai finally understood why the White Tower was searching for dragon bones everywhere.
"Unfortunately, due to limited materials and time, only two doors were made."
Golden Oak's tone was full of regret.
With the addition of the secret weapon, the soldiers of the Allied Forces finally had an easier time.
However, the demons sent out the demon wolf squad again.
The demon race has its wolf squads, and the orc race also has its own ferocious beast squads.
These were ferocious beasts specially trained for the demon race, and combined with the beastmen's excellent combat abilities, the two sides fought evenly on the battlefield.
Wounded soldiers were constantly being brought back from the front lines, but most soldiers didn't even have the chance to be brought back.
Painful cries echoed throughout the rear.
This is bloodier than any movie Rye has ever seen.
The war continues, but fortunately the coalition forces are making steady progress.
Lai Yiguang was anxious about the situation on the battlefield, but he didn't know what to do. Thinking that there might be a shortage of manpower downstairs, he went down to help.
The situation was more critical than Lei had imagined; the entire hall was filled with wounded people.
And the number of doctors was limited, with only a few dozen people moving back and forth among the wounded soldiers.
"An army of hundreds of thousands of people, do they really only have this few doctors?!"
Seeing such a hellish scene, Lai couldn't help but feel impatient.
"No, the other doctors are treating patients outside. There are too many wounded, so they have to use the lobby on the first floor."
Nash explained.
Having experienced several wars, he was no longer surprised by such chaos.
"Make way, make way! If you're not going to help, don't block the way!"
Lei quickly stepped back to make way for the doctor who was carrying a basin of bloody water.
"I am a wood-type mage, is there anything I can do to help?"
"A wood-type mage? Do they know healing spells?"
While the nearby medic was stopping the soldier's bleeding, he took a moment to talk to Ray.
"meeting."
"Great! There's a wood-type mage here who knows healing magic!"
The doctor called twice, and a female doctor in a smock came over and handed Lai a green strip of cloth to tie on his right arm.
"Go to the west and stop the bleeding of those soldiers with severed limbs. The medicine is limited, and if we don't stop the bleeding, they will bleed to death."
"good!"
Lai quickly tied the cloth strip.
Nash also grabbed a lot of bandages and followed. After Ray stopped the bleeding, he wrapped the wounds up.
On the west side were the soldiers who were most seriously injured, and there were many wood-type mages like Lai busy at work there.
They successfully saved some lives, but many more succumbed to their injuries and returned to the embrace of God.
Soldiers who were still able-bodied would work in pairs to carry the still-warm corpses outside, making room for the living.
Ray's healing spells were already quite proficient, and with his recent growth, his healing speed was very fast.
Whether human, dwarf, or orc, Ray treated them one by one in order.
He and Nash quickly adapted to the tense atmosphere and got busy working together.
On the battlefield, the allied forces had advanced halfway. The further they went, the more powerful the demon army became.
Those demons standing at the front are nothing more than cannon fodder, used to deplete combat power.
The secret weapon made of golden oak takes too long to convert, and it can only launch three energy balls every half hour.
Two weapons, six energy orbs.
If there were a few more, they would definitely be incredibly effective on the battlefield. But given the current situation, their capabilities are still quite limited.
"The Demon King! The Demon King has appeared!"
On the demon side, the Demon King, who holds supreme control, has finally made his appearance.
The first person in the Allied Forces capable of confronting the Demon King head-on is Willard, the lord of the Third Territory.
In order to reduce casualties among his own soldiers, Willard rushed to the battlefield the moment the Demon King appeared.
However, the current Demon King is no longer on the same level as the white-haired Demon King who appeared in Eaton City.
For some reason, his power was enhanced.
Judging from the current situation, it seems that Willard is having a tough time in this relationship.
"Should I go?"
The blond youth asked Vesper, who represented the power of the Papacy.
"It's alright, let's wait a bit longer."
Dragons are born warlike.
Willard has half dragon blood flowing through his veins, inheriting not only pain but also the superior genes of the dragon race.
The wounds and blood were causing the dragon blood within him to boil, and he had never felt so good.
Although he was a hybrid of dragon and human and never truly possessed a dragon's body, no one could deny Willard's power.
"Humans despise you, and dragons cannot truly accept you. If you do not join our camp, once the demons unify the entire continent, you will be one of the kings of this land."
The demon king attempted to bewitch Willard and shake his will.
"I am the king."
Dragon attacks are always domineering and ruthless.
Willard's sudden outburst caught the Demon King off guard.
The two fought in the air, and in the blink of an eye, all the people on the ground could see were two magical lights colliding.
The two sides fought fiercely, and the battle became increasingly intense, making it difficult to determine a winner for a time.
"This can't go on. The Demon King is absorbing Willard's power."
"That's what the blond youth said."
"Wait a little longer," Vesper said calmly. "We'll see how things go."
Swish—
The battlefield took another turn when a red lightning bolt suddenly appeared during Willard's battle with the Demon King.
The next second, the blond youth was also teleported to the battlefield by Vesper. The blond youth's weapon was a scepter.
He single-handedly blocked the fatal blow of the red lightning.
"Another demon king has appeared!"
The two demon kings command...
The Holy Archmage watched the rapidly changing battlefield, lost in thought.
The two sides fought from daytime until midnight.
Willard began to show signs of decline.
It wasn't that he lacked strength, but rather that his opponent was constantly absorbing his power during the fight.
He had never encountered such a formidable opponent.
"It's too late to surrender now. Little dragon cub, I will devour you alive, piece by piece. Your flesh and blood will become the best nourishment for my evolution."
The demon stuck out its crimson tongue and greedily licked its lips.
Willard was covered in sweat and could feel a significant loss of strength.
"Willard, hang in there a little longer, I'll be right there to help you."
"That's what the blond youth said."
He directly replicated the enemy's attack method, and a golden lightning bolt struck the demon king on the other side.
Golden light illuminated half the sky, and even the demons beneath the youth's feet suffered heavy casualties.
Light magic is the most effective force against demons.
"Ha, put away your overflowing sympathy, I don't need anyone's help."
Dragons are the most arrogant race.
Dragons have always died in battle; they never allow themselves to grovel at the feet of their enemies, even if it means shedding their last drop of blood.
The longer the battle dragged on, the more wounds Willard sustained. In the end, he looked as if he had been soaked in blood.
In a daze, he seemed to see his mother's gentle face. And that beautiful, one-of-a-kind silver dragon.
She said, "My child, do not resent the world. Your birth itself is a miracle."
She said, "Go and stand up for what you believe is right, put away your violence, and go see this beautiful continent."
She said, "In my heart, you will always be the one and only one."
"Willard!"
Willard awoke from his hallucination and dodged the fatal blow by rolling over.
My blood was boiling, I couldn't hear any of the surrounding sounds, and I felt an unprecedented peace in my heart.
I suddenly had an urge to shout it out.
And that's exactly what he did.
A loud dragon's roar suddenly echoed in the sky above the Great Forest of Eton.
Scales gradually covered the limbs, human fingers turned into sharp dragon claws, and a dragon tail grew from behind.
In reality, change happens in an instant.
A powerful vortex of magical energy enveloped Willard, until the magic completely dissipated.
A majestic little fat dragon appeared in the sky.
No, no, this art style is wrong!
Not only were the people present stunned, but Willard himself was also stunned.
His little wings weren't fully grown yet, and they couldn't support his round body at all.
The entire dragon fell from the sky uncontrollably, like a stone.
Willard panicked; he never imagined such a thing would happen.
The next moment, the blond youth appeared beside him and caught his somewhat uncontrollable new body.
The blond youth carried the chubby dragon version of Willard in his arms and placed him next to Vesper before turning back to the battlefield.
"Mr. Willard?"
"Ouch."
What's up.
"..."
"..."
Good heavens, not only has my body changed, but even my most basic functions have deteriorated.
This left the usually ruthless and cold-blooded Lord Half-Dragon completely petrified.
"Actually, at your age, you are still just a young dragon in the dragon race who needs to be taken care of."
"Vesper said."
Unwittingly, another knife was plunged into the chest of the arrogant Half-Dragon.
“Theodore is very strong, and there shouldn’t be any problem leaving the rest of the battlefield to him. You don’t need to worry.”
Willard nodded.
He simply couldn't accept his current voice.
Furthermore, the reason why I transformed into a dragon still needs to be thoroughly investigated after this matter is over.
It seems he can't go back to his old self.
Regardless of race, cubs are all incredibly cute in their early stages.
The dragon race had disappeared from human history for at least five hundred years, and suddenly a beautiful dragon cub appeared beside him.
Even though they knew he was the ruthless and powerful lord of the Third Territory, people couldn't help but glance at him from time to time.
Even after being glared at fiercely by Willard, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and excitement.
One person might not dare to do this, but once it becomes a group behavior, then they can act with impunity.
"Awooooo!"
What are you looking at!
Willard simply shut his mouth.
The blond youth, or rather Theodore, could easily take on two demon lords on his own.
It just takes more time.
However, the elves could provide some ranged assistance, which would lighten Theodore's burden somewhat.
The battle with the two demon kings lasted for another hour before finally coming to an end.
Theodore's victory greatly boosted the morale of the Allied forces.
With the Demon King defeated, the Demon Army's combat strength should theoretically decrease.
However, the demons did not panic. This means that there is very likely another demon king behind them.
The faction of three Demon Kings, or even four Demon Kings, what challenges will they face when they prepare to repair the third main boundary marker?
The Holy Archmage couldn't help but feel somewhat worried.
The allied forces continued their advance, and the broken main boundary marker could already be seen.
With the loss of Willard, one of their main fighting forces was lost.
The next steps might be a bit difficult. Fortunately, Vesper foresaw the situation and brought in Ryan, directly making up for the lack of combat power.
It was already the early hours of the second day, and the allied forces had taken a short break.
Although there are only three or four hours of rest time, it's better than nothing.
By this time, tens of thousands of corpses lay on the battlefield. Some were from the allied forces, some from the demon race, and many were from magical beasts.
The blood almost stained the black earth red.
If the war could end here, then this time next year, the vegetation here will be more fertile than anywhere else.
Alternatively, this place will turn into a swamp.
"The time has come."
"Vesper said."
"Have everyone step back fifty meters."
After he gave the order, a loud bugle call rang out from the battlefield.
Ryan appeared out of thin air above the demon army, hovering directly in front of the spatial rift.
A flash of golden light appeared, and all plants and all life withered and died instantly, without even a chance to escape.
The Demon King, who had been hiding near the boundary marker, rose from the ground. Vesper used spatial magic to teleport Theodore and several other White Tower mages again.
This change did not affect Ryan's operations.
"A miracle, a miracle!"
All the people saw was countless points of light floating into the air, eventually converging into a vortex filled with magical energy.
Ryan's power is, after all, limited.
It would require the allied forces to inflict significant damage on the demon army before He could achieve a one-time plunder.
Just like Willard did back then, clear out a vacuum zone to create enough space for Vesper to reseal the spatial rift.
"That's fine."
Ryan's voice echoed in Vesper's mind.
He used spatial magic to teleport everyone to the main boundary marker.
From this moment on, any demonic seed that emerges from the spatial rift will be killed the moment it shows its face.
On the other side, the third demon king was already at its last gasp under everyone's fierce attack.
The sealing magic actually consists of eight forbidden techniques.
It's quite difficult for a single Saint Archmage to operate this alone, so he needs other helpers.
Rebuilding the main boundary marker requires a large amount of materials, and this time they chose mithril.
The alchemy master of the dwarf race created a machine that had never existed before to facilitate this operation.
Mithril is stable and will not rust, so it can fill in the missing part of the main boundary marker.
This magical artifact nearly emptied the entire territory's mithril reserves. There was no other way; when the second main boundary marker was destroyed, only a base remained.
The rift leading to the subspace began to gradually shrink as the sealing magic progressed.
The moment the sun fully rose and illuminated the desolate landscape, the cracks finally disappeared completely.
Peace will eventually come to the Great Forest of Eton.
Lian returned the life force he had plundered to this land. On the battlefield, the seeds buried deep in the ground absorbed the energy and began to grow anew.
This vast jungle has once again come to life.
Everyone was so caught up in the joy of this hard-won victory that no one noticed the changes or the little elf's arms, which were beginning to wither.
Anything that goes against nature will come at a heavy price.
You can guide, you can change, but you can't go against the grain.
The lifespan of an elementalist ends the moment when all their energy is exhausted.
Their appearance is often accompanied by anger and destruction, but this destruction is nothing less than their own exile, and nature's revenge on the other life on this continent.
Accompanied by the roar of dragons, the figures of three giant dragons swept across the sky above the Great Forest of Eton.
The support from the dragons has finally arrived.
The war against the demons is about to enter a new phase.
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