When Martin looked up at the dragon knight who appeared with the noble sky knight, his heart was filled with shock.
At that moment, a blinding white light pierced through the seething crowd like a rip in the void, striking the frost dragon Frost Ning with pinpoint accuracy. Eric's pupils shrank, and before he could even think, he called out urgently, "Frost Ning! Are you okay?"
Frost Condensation quickly sensed her surroundings. The magic power surging under her scales was not disordered, and ripples of doubt appeared in her ice-blue eyes.
On the ground, the golden magician holding the SS-level magic item stood there in shock, his pale face full of shock - this was completely different from what the elders of the Orc Kingdom had said about the effect after using it!
According to His Majesty, the unique buzzing and vibration when the Dragon Ring is reorganized should have been heard at this moment, but the frost dragon in front of him was still as unruly as before and was not affected at all.
After confirming Frost's safety, Eric and Frost, in perfect unison, swooped down on the enemy dragon rider. Martin stared at the fading white light, his back already drenched in sweat. He secretly thanked himself for removing his Dragon Ring early; otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.
As the smoke of gunpowder thickened on the battlefield and the troops were stretched thin, Martin decisively ordered Hefner to join the battle.
At that moment, two dark shadows burst forth from the depths of the clouds—they were actually Sky Dragons! Unlike any of their kind encountered before, these two monsters were shrouded in a mad aura, their turbid pupils filled with only murderous instinct.
"Crack!" The magical chains that bound the dragon-man snapped, unleashing two ancient beasts. As soon as the dragon-man was free, he wielded his sharp claws and madly slaughtered all living things around him.
Scary screams rang out one after another. The deputy commander of the second knight commanded the soldiers to retreat at the top of his lungs, but found that the two monsters completely ignored the humans' retreat and continued to harvest lives within their sight.
In a moment, a bloody empty space was created in the center of the battlefield. Only then did the blood-soaked dragon lock his gaze on Hefna, soaring high in the sky.
They roared, their wings whipping up a bloody gust of wind as they swooped down. In an instant, dragon roars and dragon howls intertwined, and a new battle erupted among the clouds.
Martin pointed his magic telescope at the sky. After confirming that all enemy airborne forces had appeared, he immediately whispered into the communication crystal, "Betan, move!"
Hidden within the ranks of the knights, the purple-haired knight Betan nodded slightly, his dark purple knightly power surging from the cracks in his armor like a tide. He didn't soar high into the air to engage the remaining enemies. Instead, he swung his sword, its cold light like a streak of silk slashing straight at the noble army below.
"Build a shield!" Shouts echoed from the nobles' ranks. Thousands of magicians raised their hands simultaneously, and magical energy of all kinds flowed like streams into rivers, condensing into a dazzling hexagonal barrier above the battlefield. Betan's attack slammed into the magic shield with a deafening roar, but only caused tiny ripples on the surface.
Through the telescope, Martin observed the aristocratic army's tense nerves, a sneer curling his lips. "Don't hold back, tear it apart!" He pressed the communication crystal to his lips, his voice filled with undeniable ferocity.
Betan's aura suddenly surged, his silver hair danced wildly in the magic storm, and the sword in his hand turned into a dark purple halo, and he slashed down again with the force of thunder.
"Crack—" Like the crisp sound of a glacier breaking, spider-web-like cracks spread across the surface of the magic barrier.
Betan took the opportunity to rush forward, and the knight's power turned into dozens of giant sword energies, pouring down like a punishment from heaven.
Finally, with an earth-shattering explosion, the barrier was completely shattered, and flying magic fragments fell like rain.
The noble army, having lost its defense, was immediately exposed to the shadow of death.
Betan was suspended in the air, and the dark purple energy flowing around his body turned into substance. Every time he swung his sword, he could bring up a sword energy storm that was dozens of meters long.
Entire armies of knights were severed by the sword's energies, their screams mingling with the sounds of breaking metal, and the ground was quickly soaked in blood. Unlike the irrational dragonmen, Betan's attacks were precise and deadly. In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of corpses lay strewn across the nobles' ranks.
The battlefield in the sky was filled with sword energy. The noble sky knights who were fighting caught a glimpse of the sea of corpses and blood below, and a burning murderous intent rose in their red eyes.
They tried to dive in to support, but were entangled like a thorn in the flesh by the five knights under Martin - the four-on-five battle was already stretched thin, and any distraction could put them in an irretrievable situation.
Just as Betan's sword energy was wiping out the last of the noble phalanx, a dark figure suddenly rose from the blood-red mist. The figure's wings whipped up a storm. It was yet another dragonman! Unlike its previously uncontrolled counterpart, this one emanated a chilling aura of reason. Its dark purple scales were etched with the distinctive grey wolf emblem of the Southern Duke.
Martin's knuckles turned white as he gripped the magic telescope, and his pupils trembled violently behind the lens. The bronze collar around the dragonman's neck was identical to the one he had worn at Duke Merlin's castle. Even the insignia of the Duke of the Southland on his left shoulder was identical. "What the hell?" he cursed, his sword humming unhappily at his waist. "To deal with a viscount like me, they're actually using the Southland's direct air combat force? Could it be that they mistake me for a vanguard of the Dwarven Kingdom?"
A sharp, cold laugh suddenly erupted above the battlefield. The voice of the Third Young Master of the Southern Territory, wrapped in magic, pierced through the resounding cries and pierced Martin's eardrums. "Martin White, today is your death!" Then, he turned and roared at the dragon man, "Peide! Fight to the death and tear that purple-haired bastard apart!"
The dragonman known as Peide's crimson pupils flashed with a fierce gleam. He completely ignored Betan's sword energy, slashing towards his face, and his sharp claws went straight for his throat. Betan was forced to change his moves to block, but the dragonman's tail hammer struck his shoulder blade fiercely. The muffled sound of armor cracking mixed with the sound of bone breaking was particularly piercing. Faced with this desperate attack, Betan's defenses gradually began to show flaws.
"Del Luna! Support Betan immediately!" Martin pinched the communication crystal, and the gaps between his fingers turned white as he exerted force.
With the addition of Del Luna, the situation was barely stabilized, but the number of knights on their side was already at a disadvantage. The only deputy leader of the Golden Knights was being besieged by three powerful enemies, and his armor was covered with cracks, which showed that he was already at the end of his strength.
Just as Martin clenched the command flag and prepared to issue the retreat order, three streams of light suddenly appeared on the horizon.
Three blood-soaked sky mages fell to the battlefield like meteorites, their charred wounds faintly visible under their torn robes. Without even glancing at Martin, they raised their hands and cast three destructive spells that covered the sky and the sun—a blazing magical storm swept down.
The noble army that was just surging like a tide turned into charcoal and flying ashes in an instant. Only the knights who were engaged in close combat and the noble camp in the rear escaped the disaster.
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