Chapter 194: Zong Qi's Eye (IV)
The endless battle continued in the sky, but the vampires riding the terrifying beasts lost their support from the sea.
While Druzy's war beast was entangled with the dragon, the vampires also swarmed forward like a school of bloodthirsty sharks.
The attacks on the Dragon Prince became more frequent. His ancient heirloom dragon armor was badly damaged, and the falling vampires made the sky look like it was dyed blood.
No matter how brave the dragon princes were, they could not break through the numerous obstacles.
The blood descendants seemed to be under invisible restraints, and there were no more cowards. With ferocious faces, they used their bodies to intercept the giant dragons, and unwillingly turned into burning wreckage.
The manticores were quickly slaughtered and the black dragons were all shot down, but the even more crazy undead spirits held back the dragon princes.
Suddenly, some of the vampires that were rising stopped.
They seemed to have received orders from some existence and left the sky in pain to support the sinking fleet.
No blood descendant can resist the spell cast by Count Noctis. No matter how much they value their lives, they cannot disobey the Count's orders.
Ferocious figures were revealed in the rolling waves, and the Thors used obsidian rods to cut the undead whales and rotten sharks under the vampire fleet.
The bottom of the ship was violently broken open, and one Thor rushed into the cabin and started killing. The vampires who maintained the spell greeted the end of the world in a panic.
A large number of vampires descended from the sky and immediately entangled the tall lizardmen. The clumsy but powerful Thoros and the agile vampires fought fiercely in the sinking ships.
The lizardmen can kill vampires with just one blow using the magic symbols on the obsidian stick, but the vampires are so elusive that very few attacks actually land on them.
The powerful blows were weakened by the lizardmen's thick hide and magical amulets, becoming nothing more than painless scratches.
Only the most powerful vampire champions can effectively create the killing spree.
The vampire champion warrior who led his blood descendants to come to support, pierced the hearts of more than a dozen lizardmen with his rapier.
It moved among the lizardmen, seizing the opportunity to make another beautiful thrust.
But the seemingly ordinary lizard man easily blocked the attack with his bone shield. The scarred veteran who was mixed in with the recruits suddenly attacked and tore open the body of the vampire champion.
Hundreds more magic sailing ships disappeared silently in the wind and waves. The reinforcements falling from the sky did not provide any help at all, but only gave the dragon princes a chance to break through.
Imrik used his sword to cut off the oncoming vampire. The armor forged by Caledor the Dragon Tamer himself withstood the test of another war.
Prince Caledo picked up the dragon spear stuck on the dragon's back, and taking advantage of a little free time, he flexibly swung the several-meter-long divine weapon in the bumpy air.
The undead attacking from behind the Star Dragon were immediately cleared away, and the dragon took the opportunity to spin in the air and get rid of the blood descendants who were like flies.
More than eighty dragon princes broke through the vampire blockade and gathered around Imrik.
These powerful warriors, who could dominate the battle situation if they appeared alone on an ordinary battlefield, suffered unprecedented losses in this lightless land, in the center of the vast ocean.
The death of their companions cast a tinge of sadness over the dragon princes, but in their eyes there was more rage than the fire in the anvil of Vaal.
The world-famous knights disappeared at the hands of the vampires. The ancient dragon was disturbed from its sleep by the undead magic and was forced to submit to the lowly necromancer.
There is no hesitation, every dragon knight is well prepared before entering the battlefield.
They are the Spears of Ulthuan, and have saved the day countless times when the hosts of Druzi threatened Ulthuan.
They have fought off demons countless times, and whenever a giant dragon soars over the battlefield, the elves are sure to win.
The crises that other elven kingdoms could not resolve were all reduced to ashes by the dragon's wrath. The family precepts passed down from generation to generation told the dragon princes that they were the true and final guardians of Ulthuan.
The ancient surname cannot be betrayed, and the Dragon Prince has been instilled with the glory of his ancestors since he was a child.
Their ancestors once faced the Chaos storm together with the first Phoenix King Aenarion and saved Ulthuan from the shadow of demons.
It was they who defended the hope of the world on the Isle of Death.
The Dragon Princes cannot be timid, nor can they lag behind others, for they are princes of Caledor.
The dragon horn was blown again, and the roar from the depths of the storm and the screaming undead rushing towards them could not blur the sound from ancient times.
After a terrifying breath, the overwhelming sea of fire once again spread to the ocean.
But the Dragon Fire, which had been invincible in the past, encountered many obstacles this time.
A huge commotion came from deep within the shipwreck cemetery, as if the vampire lord was shaking the entire world.
The flames in the sky suddenly became old, and soon decayed into weak flames, and finally disappeared.
The dragon can only rely on its own bravery and the Dragon Prince's outstanding martial arts to drive away the undead. A dragon without dragon fire is no different from a poisonous snake with its fangs pulled out.
Imrik and Minasnir pierced through the black cloud of bats and caught a glimpse of the floating pyramid being besieged by the undead that filled the sea water.
The light of magic penetrated the pyramid and fought against the evil power deep in the cemetery.
The magic tide stirred up a magic storm that was more magnificent than the ocean waves. From time to time, demons condensed from the magic energy, but in the next moment they were burned and exiled by the great power at the center of the storm.
Sunshine suddenly appeared on the cloudy sea. Countless undead spirits rushed madly towards the sea of light, trying to extinguish the light in the darkness.
But the undead quickly melted away in the sunlight, and the powerful vampire approached the center of the sea of light with green smoke, and was instantly cut into pieces by the existence in the sunlight.
Dinosaur-like lizardmen fought against undead sea monsters in the ocean, but countless undead were unable to stop their attacks.
Suddenly, the dark clouds were pushed aside by a mysterious force, and the seven stars of Hoth appeared in the night sky.
The fire mage among the Dragon Princes recognized the vision of the Hoth scroll being activated, and looked at the pyramid where the spellcasting center was located in disbelief.
"Teclis?"
The Dragon Prince had never expected that the magic swordsman would appear in the ship cemetery and bring with him the mysterious cold-blooded creatures as reinforcements.
Imrick reluctantly looked away and suppressed the jealousy in his heart.
These enemies should be his, and he should be the first Asur to break into the core of the Burial Ship Cemetery.
Prince Caledor had no gratitude at all, only anger at having his prey snatched away.
The charge horn was sounded again, and Imrik rushed forward, riding the star dragon into the depths of the ship cemetery.
He must be the first to face the "Sea Count", and the legend of the Dread Fleet must end in his hands.
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(End of this chapter)
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