Chapter 214 Zong Qi's Eyes (Twenty-four)



Chapter 214 Zong Qi's Eyes (Twenty-four)

The lizard man took the opportunity to pierce Hellebron's body several times with his scepter, but Cain's blessing meant that she was not affected by the injuries at all.

The continuous heavy blows woke up the crazy Kane Bride. Heliban unwillingly took the sword and took the opportunity to decisively withdraw.

In the north, the black and silver tides collided once again, and countless passing by played the music of death.

The riders of Druzil and Asur fell to the ground one after another, and the broken spear heads were mixed with the corpses of their mounts and riders.

The rich silver became sparse, and with every step forward a warhorse lost its master.

When the song ended, the silver-helmeted knights of "The Fire of Asuryan" threw away their broken lances, took out spare lances, and prepared to charge again.

Continuous charges only existed in the fantasies of the knights of the old world, but now this legendary Black Ark witnessed the farewell of a cavalry corps that was the most skilled among all.

The last flag bearer waved the Fiery Phoenix flag, and the incessant thundering sound of horse hooves still echoed in Asur's ears, but there were only a mere twenty or so riders gathered.

The elven noble looked back blankly, only to see an endless stream of Cold Lizard Dread Knights who had also assembled.

Following the route they had taken, the standard-bearing officer saw, as if in a vision, the determination of the deceased in charging forward from the corpses of the silver-helmeted knights and the elven horses.

"For the Flame of Asuryan! For Ulthuan! Arion, charge!"

The standard-bearing officer roared and gave the final order. The twenty-three silver-helmeted knights turned flexibly, and the phoenix battle flag fluttered on the spearheads of the cavalry as always.

There was no fear or hesitation on the faces of the riders wrapped in Isemara silver. This was the fate of the cavalry. They had already made arrangements for their aftermath before going to the battlefield.

Amid the wanton laughter of the Lord of Dread and the indifferent gaze of the Cold Lizard Dread Knights, the vast black and the sparse silver collided again.

The silver disappeared in the black tide, and the Fiery Phoenix battle flag slowly fell, stained with blood and dust on the ground, never to be reborn from the fire again.

One by one, the cold lizards stepped over the battle flags and led their riders to complete the charge to defeat the enemy.

The tyrant Hag Graves was about to ride the cold lizard Malice back to pick up Asur's battle flag as a glorious trophy, but the fleeing executioner army shattered his plan.

Kane's sect was defeated!

The Mistwalker Legion of Ivresse and the Lizardmen mixed in the army drove away the fleeing ones, and the nobles of Caledor, wearing tattered dragon armor, charged forward unwillingly.

The "Spear of the Witch King" lined up and charged towards the deserters and enemies.

A Druzy who escaped from the battlefield could not be considered a Druzy.

But the seemingly indestructible cavalry formation encountered an insurmountable enemy. The bloodstains on Lynch's body had just healed, but excessive blood loss could not stop him.

The cold-blooded champion, half-trapped in his original instinct, did not pursue the "witch" Heliben. The reinforcements of Itain were slow to arrive, but the reinforcements of Druzy came in waves.

If they delay any further, they will lose the chance to win.

【Transformation Successful】

[Current potential development degree: 130]

[Current Affixes: Rapid Regeneration, Composite Scales, Negative Status Immunity, Deoxygenated Lifeform, Full of Energy, Extraordinary Agility, Never Stop, Predator, Fire Resistance, Magic Resistance, Swift as the Wind, Shock Resistance, Aquatic Family, Predator Sense, Psychic Immunity, Corrosive Breath, Primal Savagery]

Enduring his weakness, Lynch evolved into a "high-density body". As the new affix says, he is now a top predator.

The cold-blooded champion's galloping caused cracks to appear on the ground. He was like a giant dragon running madly, and his tremendous power interpreted the mystery of the ancient saint's creation.

Lynch's charge made it impossible for his friendly forces to catch up. Just one lizard man created an astonishing noise far louder than thousands of horses galloping. Even the bloodthirsty cold lizard hesitated in the face of this terrifying momentum.

In terms of strength alone, Lynch is confident that he can wrestle with the dragon.

An unspeakable weakness squeezed Lynch's heart. When he was far enough away from his friendly forces, Lynch decisively gave up his reason and completely embraced his original instinct.

Due to excessive consumption, he is almost running out of energy.

The cold lizard that collided with the lizard man first was torn into two halves at the first encounter. Under the stunned gaze of the fallen rider, the lizard man ate half of the cold lizard's body at an astonishing speed. The black and gold armor of the cold lizard was torn off like a toy, and the screams of the evil beast came to an abrupt end.

The experience of their companions made the nearby cold lizards aware of their own ecological niche and also awakened their wildness.

They surrounded a mere lizardman as if they were facing a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and no matter how Druzy urged them, they refused to continue charging.

The center army of the "Spear of the Witch King" came to a complete standstill, and the cold lizards roared, conveying the message of hunting to their companions.

These violent beasts who dared to fight against the Tyrannosaurus ignored the elves' orders, and Druzil's massive charge almost collapsed. The Lord of Fear hiding on the right wing of the army did not hesitate to lead the cold lizards who were still able to obey orders to escape.

It turns out those damn trainers had totally failed to tame these mounts.

Malus Darkblade swore to Cain that he would kill all the trainers responsible for taming the Cold Lizards and let those fools come into close contact with his creations.

The cold lizards left the elves behind. If it weren't for the smell of medicine on the elves, they would have dealt with the riders long ago.

The riders heard the evacuation horns being blown, but the warriors left behind by the Cold Lizards had no time to evacuate.

The flag bearers anchored the battlefield with the black dragon flag, and they formed their own battle formations, ready to fight Asur to the end.

A loud noise like a meteorite impact shook the land. The lizardmen who were surrounded by the cold lizards slammed the ground with their sticks, and the cold lizards that were closer all had their legs broken by the impact.

The effects of Druzy's medicine faded away with the sound of the collision.

The two armies that were about to engage in battle stopped advancing. Under the incredulous gaze of the elves, the cold-blooded champion, who seemed about to bleed to death, burst out with terrifying power he had never had before.

The cold lizards that kept pouncing on the lizardmen turned into corpses in the blink of an eye. The cold-blooded champion was like a gluttonous beast with a bottomless stomach, slaughtering and eating among the cold lizards.

The cold lizards' clumsy minds gradually reacted, and large groups of cold lizards fled away. Some cold lizards were intimidated by the lizardmen and cowered on the ground to show their obedience to the cold-blooded species.

This evil beast, once thought to be impossible to tame, chose an alternative leader through the connections between cold-blooded species.

At first, only one elven noble whispered, but soon, more Asur were praising the champion's power, and finally all the Asur were shouting loudly.

"The ancient saint's army!"

Druzy was talking to himself in panic with a mixture of respect and fear.

"An unkillable monster!"

Druzil fled, and the warriors who woke up from the poison knew clearly that this was a horror that no mortal could resist.

The Asurs mustered their last breath and launched a decisive charge.

The black dragon flag was captured by the excited Asur, announcing the defeat of Druzil.

(End of this chapter)

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List