Clang, clang, clang.
A werewolf Warrior deftly dodged the heavy blade swung by an Imperial Guard. His surging wolf claws struck the heavy armor of the Imperial Guard in front of him several times within a single breath, but only futilely sparked a few times, leaving shallow scratches on the heavy armor.
Once these werewolf activate their primal strength, they receive a significant boost in size, strength, defense, and agility, making them well-rounded warriors.
However, facing the heavily armored Imperial Guard, even a formidable race like the Wolfmen found themselves somewhat helpless.
The werewolfs sharp claws could not inflict damage. Before the Imperial Guard's greatsword struck him, he slightly bent his legs, leaped backward, intending to disengage from the close combat and seek another opportunity.
"May the light of my blade illuminate your fragile life."
The Imperial Guard's deep voice emanated from beneath his faceplate. A faint light suddenly bloomed from his gauntlet-covered arm, flowing like water from the gauntlet into the Imperial Guard's greatsword.
"May the glory of my King illuminate your pathetic body! This is the power my King has bestowed upon me, the Mind Blade!"
The greatsword, which was already quite agile in the Imperial Guard's hand, suddenly surged in speed, becoming as swift as a gale in that instant. The awakened Mind Seed within him granted the greatsword the speed to cut through the air, and with irresistible force, it directly struck the Wolfman's legs as he leaped backward.
Swish, blood splattered.
The greatsword effortlessly sliced through the Wolfman's fur, which was comparable to leather armor in defense, and severed the Wolfman's bones, which were as tough as ironwood.
The werewolf Warrior's upper body was still leaping backward, but his legs had been severed at the thigh. The intense pain made the Wolfman howl terribly, and the next second, the Wolfman's upper body fell to the ground.
Facing the fear of death, even a primal werewolf desperately clawed at the ground, trying to crawl forward, hoping to get support and protection from his companions.
However, every Wolfman had his own opponent. Even the strongest Alpha leader of the Blood Claw Clan, the Wolfman who had initially stepped into the Saint Rank, was confronting the Imperial Guard Squad Leader, Sahar, not daring to act rashly.
And on the cliff, Imperial Guards, clad in black heavy armor, stood upright, leaning on their greatswords at the edge of the cliff, indifferently observing the battle in the river valley, like falcons eyeing their prey.
Therefore, the werewolf Warrior's struggle was destined to be as futile as his attack.
Thud, the Imperial Guard's heavy body leaped slightly. The greatsword, carrying immense force, pierced through the Wolfman's hardest skull, pinning the struggling werewolf to the ground.
"May my King's radiance grant you release! You pathetic soul!" The Imperial Guard pulled out his blood-soaked greatsword with his left hand, and with his right hand, he opened his gauntlet and pressed it against the emblem on the left side of his heavy armor.
This emblem was carved with a Red Dragon's Eye, but unlike the Giant True Dragon King's banner, it was not an illusory Red Dragon's Eye, but a tangible Red Dragon's Eye inlaid within the patterns.
If one observed closely, one would also see the style of Goblin Bang Bang's work in this Red Dragon's Eye. This was an experimental product of Goblin Bang Bang, who had obtained some knowledge bestowed by Kalon and improved his magic core.
And the tiny magic crystals embedded around this Red Dragon's Eye magic core were its power source.
The heavy armor worn by the Imperial Guards, as Goblin Bang Bang's first experiment combining a magic core with battle armor, was also named by Goblin Bang Bang as - Magic Power Battle Armor Trial Type I.
However, it was clear that this werewolf Warrior had chosen the wrong opponent. One should know that even among the hundreds of most loyal Imperial Guards, only a handful of warriors could successfully awaken their Mind Seed under Kalon's influence.
As a result, the armor on this Imperial Guard had not yet had the chance to try out new functions. So, after the Imperial Guard silently prayed for his enemy to his King, he picked up his greatsword again and looked at the chaotic scene in the field.
A werewolf leader, three meters tall, was extremely powerful. His agile figure and immense strength made a relatively clumsy Imperial Guard Squad Leader spin around in circles.
The werewolf leader's claws never directly clashed with the Imperial Guard's greatsword, only parrying the greatsword's lingering edge with a clash of his dual claws at the most dangerous moments.
Clang.
The werewolf leader's dual claws pressed against the heavy greatsword, sinking downward, dissipating the greatsword's force. His left claw suddenly hooked the back of the greatsword, and his right claw swung out, leaving a deep mark on the weak joint of the Imperial Guard Squad Leader's armor.
The force attached to the wolf claws further increased penetration and power. Even the heavy armor began to show damage after multiple attacks from this Wolfman leader.
Bang, this werewolf leader suddenly fell backward, his strong arms supporting his body. His sturdy legs fiercely kicked the Imperial Guard who had retrieved his greatsword, sending the heavily armored warrior flying.
Then, the werewolf leader used his arms with force, his rebounded legs going backward, performing a ground-supported backflip with extreme agility, completing this series of movements in an instant.
His landing legs pushed off fiercely, and he then brandished his sharp claws, pouncing on the Imperial Guard Squad Leader who had been kicked away. The Imperial Guard, wearing heavy armor, had not yet had time to get up. The heavy armor provided strong defense but also sacrificed some flexibility in movement to a certain extent.
As an extraordinary species born with primal strength and werewolf bloodline, they possess both physical strength and extraordinary primal power, unlike many ordinary Imperial Guards who only possess strong bodies and combat skills bestowed by natural talent.
Although every Imperial Guard, influenced by Kalon, possesses terrifying power. Every fully armed Imperial Guard is enough to contend with and slay an ordinary elite squad warrior.
But after all, not all Imperial Guards have entered the extraordinary stage and possess their own extraordinary power.
Some creatures possess extraordinary powers that may not be strong, but can provide miraculous uses.
For example, the werewolf leader of the Shadow Wolf Clan before him, not only gains a comprehensive boost under primal power, but the energy attached to his claws is like a maggot on a bone, adhering to the marks carved into the heavy armor, corroding the heavy armor's tough defense, making the area around the opening of the heavy armor even more fragile.
Moreover, werewolves like the leader of the Shadow Wolf Clan, who can fully control their primal power, can also use their blood and saliva, injecting their primal power, to infect humans and some intelligent races with wolf poison, turning them into new Wolfmen.
And werewolves who cannot fully control their primal power can only rely on luck to turn other races into Wolfmen. Those with bad luck will only die from severe illness due to wolf poison infection.
"Damn it, I knew those green-skinned dwarves were unreliable, useless at critical moments. It would have been better to keep the original armor thickness, the defense would be much stronger then,"
Kicked away and lying on the ground, the Imperial Guard Squad Leader grumbled dejectedly. Seeing the leader of the Shadow Wolf Clan pounce on him, he rolled on the ground, flipping to his left.
At the same time, the Imperial Guard's right hand slammed hard on his left chest, where the Red Dragon's Eye was embedded. The magic core, which had been unresponsive, finally lit up, like a True Dragon opening its eyes, a layer of spiritual light emerged, surging into the warrior's body.
The trained Imperial Guard Squad Leader skillfully wielded the power surging into his body. His reactions became faster, and his strength became stronger. He extended his arm, opened his gauntlet, and directly caught the Wolfman leader's claws that came at him the next second.
Clink, clink, clink.
The light emanating from the Imperial Guard Squad Leader's gauntlet negated the power attached to the Wolfman leader's claws. The sharp claws collided with the gauntlet, sparking a few times, but the Wolfman's claws were firmly gripped by the warrior's gauntlet, unable to break free.
Originally, the strength of each Imperial Guard was already terrifying. Even the Wolfman leader, after transforming, was only one level stronger than the Imperial Guard in terms of strength, with greater boosts in agility and other aspects, so he could easily overwhelm the heavily armored Imperial Guard.
Even the Squad Leader, who was already quite outstanding among the Imperial Guards, was slightly at a disadvantage when facing the Wolfman leader.
But with the magic core's power supply, this Imperial Guard Squad Leader's strength was enough to contend with the Wolfman leader's strength.
And while the werewolf leader was shocked by the sudden surge in the opponent's strength, he was actually caught by the Imperial Guard Squad Leader, who had planned this, and his sharp claws were gripped, pulling the Wolfman leader's entire body towards him.
Bang.
A muffled sound rang out. The Imperial Guard Squad Leader wildly slammed his head into the Wolfman leader's head, a fierce headbutt that left the Wolfman leader seeing stars and bleeding from his mouth and nose.
Then the Imperial Guard Squad Leader's knee armor struck upward, fiercely hitting the Wolfman leader's groin.
"Awooooooo!"
A tragic wolf howl, like the wail of a ghost, but then it abruptly stopped. The Squad Leader, having gained the initiative in the battle, concentrated all his strength, swung the greatsword horizontally, directly breaking the werewolf leader's leg, and then heavily stomped on the Wolfman leader's heart.
"Oh, I misunderstood that green-skinned dwarf. He should be called Master Bang Bang. This Magic Power Battle Armor is indeed quite good,"
The Imperial Guard Squad Leader lifted his faceplate, revealing his face and a triumphant smile. "My King's will watches over you and me. Do not resist, Wolfman. Your soul cannot belong to my King's temple, your body cannot bask in my King's radiance, only a pathetic death awaits you. Be quiet!"
The elder of the Silver Canine Clan, this powerful werewolf, watched as werewolves around him died or were captured under the Imperial Guard's greatswords, his eyelids twitching.
Especially when the magic released by the werewolf Elder of the Yukterna Clan was easily blocked by the battle armor on those Imperial Guards.
Although in close combat, the magic released by the werewolf Elder was only low-level control magic, the battle armor's emblem on that Imperial Guard lit up, and a thin layer of magic shield instantly enveloped the warrior's entire body.
The magic released by the werewolf Elder could only strike the magic shield, unable to affect the Imperial Guard's body.
Snap, the Imperial Guard blocked the werewolf Elder of the Yukterna Clan's claw strike, but the magic core in his chest suddenly short-circuited, a few tiny magic crystals flickering with an unstable light, and the next moment, they all extinguished simultaneously.
A thick white smoke overflowed from the magic core's connection to the inner layer of the heavy armor, filling the Imperial Guard's enclosed faceplate. Wisps of white smoke seeped out from the faceplate, but it also made the Imperial Guard's eyes water and nose run, coughing repeatedly.
The Imperial Guard was immediately caught off guard and kicked away from behind by the werewolf Elder of the Yukterna Clan. Just as the Wolfman Elder was about to pounce and end the Imperial Guard's life.
A greatsword suddenly whistled down from the valley, heavily embedding itself between the werewolf Elder and the unlucky Imperial Guard.
A tall Imperial Guard leaped down from the cliff, his excited voice coming from beneath his enclosed faceplate, "Finally, it's my turn!"
And the unlucky Imperial Guard lay on the ground, lifelessly, lifting his faceplate, allowing the thick white smoke to surge out from inside his armor.
"Cough, cough, that green-skinned dwarf is really unreliable!"
"You see," behind Sahar's tall figure, his blood-red cloak fluttered. The pressure the Dragonborne Werewolf, leaning on his greatsword, exerted on the werewolf Elder of the Silver Canine Clanwas terrifying.
"This is part of the authority my King has granted me," Sahar opened his other claw upward, grasping in the air. He sneered, "You'd better pray that the werewolf ancestors' will is favoring you, because my King's will is always with me!"
"Next, let me show you the power my King has bestowed upon me."
Swish.
Sahar's wings suddenly unfurled behind him, like giant Batwing Wyverns. Streaks of flame-like patterns grew on the giant Batwing Wyverns, and at this moment, these patterns were flowing with a layer of fiery light.
These fiery lights suddenly flared brightly the next second. Sahar had already soared into the air, and the greatsword in his hand, carrying the power of wind and thunder, slashed down towards the Wolfman elder opposite him.
The werewolf Elder's face changed. Even with his strength, he dared not directly meet Sahar's powerful and heavy attack. He quickly leaped backward. The Wolfman's excellent jumping ability made the werewolf Elder jump far away as if flying at low altitude.
However, the werewolf Elder's speed was dwarfed in front of Sahar. The greatsword, which had fallen from the Dragonborne Werewolf's claw as he soared in mid-air, detached.
Sahar's Dragon Horns lit up at this moment, and a scorching flame erupted from the Dragonborne Werewolf's mouth, burning towards the werewolf Elder who had just landed.
Although the Dragonborne Werewolf's flames could not compare to Kalon's, they were enough to instantly char flesh, and moreover, Wolfmen have abundant fur and detest this kind of flame attack the most.
The werewolf Elder no longer had time to escape the flames and could only cross his claws in front of him. Primal power surged from his body, intertwined around his claws, splitting the incoming stream of flames.
How could a Dragonborne Werewolf with excellent combat experience miss this opportunity? He spewed flames and instantly landed in front of the werewolf Elder. His long, sharp claws expanded, effortlessly piercing the Wolf Elder's chest and gently gripping the werewolf Elder's still violently beating heart.
"Is this the power that made you greedy and delusional, huh?" Sahar retracted his flames, scoffing mercilessly, "May the radiance of my King illuminate your weakness, Noti, you are simply no match for me!"
"Sahar, have you also awakened your Ancestral Power?" The Wolf Elder's face showed unwillingness, his voice bitter.
When a Wolf awakens their Ancestral Power, it is roughly equivalent to a human stepping into the Saint Rank. Wolves who have awakened their Ancestral Power no longer simply enjoy the comprehensive enhancement brought by their Wolf bloodline and wild power.
Their wild power can also be integrated and condensed into tangible power, similar to a human's power seed, extending beyond their body and becoming even more potent.
"No, but soon," the Dragonborne Werewolf replied, "Combat isn't just a simple comparison of power. Besides, even without awakening my Ancestral Power, I am still stronger than you."
The Dragonborne Werewolf's confident words made the Silver Canine Clan Elder on the opposite side unable to resist scoffing, "Sahar, you also come from a werewolf Clan. You know that each clan has at least several tribes, and we are just a part of them."
"If those old fogeys on the Elder Council weren't unwilling to give up their power and status, only sending us, you would absolutely not be able to defy the will of the clan!"
"So, they didn't dare to face the True Dragon directly, and came up with such a bad idea?" Sahar laughed heartily.
"Join us. With your help and status, we can easily deceive the True Dragons, and then turn all the humans and intelligent races in the Dragons Territory into Wolves. By then, you will enjoy more power than you do now."
The Wolf Elder tried his best to persuade his kin, saying, "By then, as long as we superficially obey the True Dragons, those True Dragons will not care what their dependents are."
"We Wolves will become the hidden masters of this land, and you will be the great werewolf who created the werewolf Empire. The history of the werewolves will also remember your deeds!"
"By then, we werewolves , who are driven by the old guys of the Elder Council, will wield greater power than the Elder Council. Those cowardly and cunning old guys only deserve to eat shit like dogs!"
"Oh, that's truly a tempting offer," Sahar's voice rose, showing an interested expression.
The other Imperial Guards nearby cast scrutinizing gazes at this Dragonborne Werewolf, some becoming restless. Although all Imperial Guards usually obeyed the Dragonborne Werewolf's leadership and held him in great admiration and respect.
But if the Dragonborne Werewolf and the True Dragon had a disagreement, almost no Imperial Guard would choose to stand with the Wolf.
"Unfortunately, this is not the King's will," Sahar's tone shifted. He released his claws from the Wolf Elder's heart, but with his other claw, he directly broke the Wolf Elder's legs.
Looking at the werewolf Elder lying on the ground, Sahar smiled, "This is the King's will. I was just troubled about 'voluntarily' offering my blood to my King, and then you came. Noti, you truly are a good Wolf!"
Wolf Elder Noti sat on the ground in a sorry state, his broken legs dangling limply. His strong healing ability had already begun to mend the wound in his chest.
He glared angrily at the Dragonborne Werewolf, saying coldly, "Sahar, we have failed, and the Elder Council will continue to send people. They don't dare to trouble the True Dragons, but they dare to trouble you."
"Let me go, take me to see the True Dragons. I will tell the True Dragon the Elder Council's plan, and then we can work together. Anyway, since I've failed, I'll be stripped of my Alpha werewolf status when I go back."
Pfft.
The Dragonborne Werewolf couldn't help but laugh out loud. He made no attempt to hide his attitude, scoffing, "Perfect! My King's laboratory needs many fresh samples. As for wanting to see the True Dragons, you're not worthy!"
"Take all these defeated dogs away and let those Kobold who are good at torturing Outlier sentertain them well," the Dragonborne Werewolf picked up his greatsword and leisurely set off on his way home. His current home was in the Golden City.
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"Keep bombing me, blast this little mouse out of the gutter," the valiant female knight Bartoli held her head high, riding the Flying True Dragon Leader and commanding from the sky.
The other Wyverns, controlled by their Knights, flew far away from the range of the Lich's spells hidden in the valley bottom, dropping 'Bang Bang' from high in the sky.
This was the extremely unbalanced advantage of the aerial mobile army against ground targets.
One by one, 'Bang Bang' were dropped by the Dragon Knight, falling into the valley bottom, creating muffled explosions, and the sound of splashing water rose and fell.
Many 'Bang Bang' also landed on the building where the Lich was hiding, causing the magical barrier covering the building to shake slightly.
A large number of 'Bang Bang' blasted the thick mist, making it slightly thinner and dispersed, but then the spreading smoke filled the void left by the mist. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether the entire valley bottom was filled with thick fog or smoke.
"Roar!"
A twenty-meter-long Bone Dragon suddenly flew out of the mist, baring its fangs and claws, two ghostly flames flickering in its eye sockets, clearly extremely agitated by the bombing.
But all the Batwing Wyverns scattered instantly. With the speed of these Batwing Wyverns, this powerful Bone True Dragon could only symbolically roar twice, and even the previously spewed Undead Bone Breath only emitted two points of ghostly fire.
The Bone Dragon helplessly watched the departing True Dragon, wanting to burrow back into the mist.
But the commanded True Dragon, driven by the Knight, were like hungry Wolves skilled in wolf pack tactics, trailing this clumsy undead creature behind the Bone True Dragon. Then, under command, they simultaneously vibrated the whiskers under their jaws, emitting invisible sound wave attacks that made the ghostly fire in the Bone True Dragon's eyes flicker erratically, like a candle in the wind.
"Aow Roar!" The wounded Bone Dragon roared in frustration, sinking directly into the mist to rest briefly.
Then this group of Wyvern Knights began to repeat their previous actions.
In fact, these Wyvern Knights had been bombing this valley for half a day.
Initially, some careless Wyven Knights were knocked down by the Lich's mental spell - Soul Shriek, but after being rescued by other extremely fast Flying Wyverns, they gradually probed the Lich's spell range.
The Lich, impatient with the bombing, ascended into the air, wanting to sweep away these annoying Wyvern Knights, but a Lich is not a True Dragon. It had no suppression whatsoever over these Batwing Wyverns and would not make the Batwing Wyverns afraid to attack.
And the aura of the strong, led by the Wyvern Leader, was not enough to scare this True Dragon. So, under Bartoli's command, all the Wyverns simultaneously launched mental sound wave attacks, instantly knocking this self-reliant Lich down on the spot.
If the Lich hadn't already been skilled in mental and soul magic, with instinctive defensive measures for its own soul consciousness, this attack would have severely injured the Lich.
That Bone Dragon was even played with like a toy by the Batwing Wyverns, and as for the Bone Undead awakened from the mist, they had already been blasted into many broken pieces of bone.
The frustrated Lich, in this suppressed situation, could only fall into a passive position of being beaten. If the magical barrier he had set up to protect himself during his transformation into a Lich had not been strong enough, even the building where he was hiding might have been blasted to smithereens.
One by one,the Wyverns crisscrossed above the valley, looking for suitable positions, then dropping 'Bang Bang' to continue bombing the valley, trying to force the Lich out, or at least blast open the mist magic array.
And in the distant sky,the Wyverns were also flying towards here. These Wyverns were clutching wicker baskets in their claws, filled to the brim with 'Bang Bang'.
And Goblin Bang Bang was standing above the valley at this moment, holding a monocular telescope purchased from the Eastern Continent, watching his invention shine.
He danced with excitement, muttering to himself, "It seems I still need to develop different 'Bang Bang' for different enemies and combat situations. For example, when there are many people, add some shrapnel and nails to the 'Bang Bang' to cause more damage."
"If it's against sturdy buildings or places with defensive barriers, the dosage should be increased. Hmm, the current 'Bang Bang' is not powerful enough. I'll go back and make a large-dose big guy."
"Hmm, in the knowledge Kalon gave me, there's something about 'equivalent yield'. I need to think about it carefully. The great Goblin inventor will definitely create a high-yield fellow for the True Dragons!"
A few True Dragon nearby watched this scene with interest. Even when the Bone Dragon appeared, these True Dragona showed strong anger, but they did not act.
If the dependents could handle it, the True Dragons did not need to act. This was the value of the dependents' existence.
And this group of True Dragons had only come for entertainment. Not only Red Dragon Klenaya, who was patrolling the territory, but even the usually busy Alfred was here watching the show.
Whether Chromatic Dragon or Metal Dragon, they were all entertainment for the True Dragons.
The guys outside were watching the show, while the Lich inside was only frustrated and helpless. If his transformation into a Lich phylactery hadn't been continuously in a magical ritual, he would have already wanted to escape.
Now, even if he interrupted the magical ritual, it would be difficult for him to escape.
The idea of using flying spells was also unfeasible. As for controlling the Bone Dragon to forcefully break out, those few True Dragon outside were not to be trifled with. As long as they slightly obstructed him, he would have to endure the collective attack of all the Wyverns.
He was already starting to regret not having spent time digging a backup tunnel underground in the first place.
After all, he hadn't anticipated being surrounded by so many enemies. The place he chose was already secluded enough; even wild beasts wouldn't set foot in this valley on normal days.
This could only be attributed to the bad consequences brought about by his actions. Everyone who acts must bear the corresponding consequences.
Rumble!
Under the persistent bombing, some fragile rock walls were also blasted apart, and rocks collapsed into the water.
And the entire mist magic array was also destroyed, the mist began to dissipate, and the valley covered in mist gradually revealed itself.
Now the Dragon Knight bombed with even more enthusiasm. With a clear target, these uniformly commanded Wyvern Knights attacked at the same point of impact. Even if there were errors in the 'Bang Bang' dropped from the air, the collective simultaneous bombing still caused the entire defensive shield to start shaking.
"Damn guys, damn guys, truly damn it," the Lich felt the magical defensive shield gradually weakening. He stood up, the ghostly fire in his eye sockets flickering, "If you won't let me live, I'll fight to the death and try. I don't believe you guys can stop me."
The Lich, who feared death, finally made up his mind to fight desperately.
And the True Dragons on the valley outside also stood up. The female Alina looked at the gradually setting sun, putting away her mood for watching the show, "It's getting late, time to return to the nest to rest!"
The rest of the True Dragons all stood up, following Alina, spreading their wings, flying above the valley, and looking down at the gradually revealed valley floor.
"Surrender, Lich. Kalon said that as long as you surrender and serve the Kogmora Dragon clan for six hundred years, undergoing six hundred years of labor reform, during which five hundred years of profits will be used to compensate the villagers you killed, and one hundred years of profits will belong to the True Dragons, we can forgive your sins."
In front of long-lived races like True Dragons, even sentencing started at a hundred years at a time.
"Do not try to resist. Kalon will arrive at any time. He has no good temper for disobedient things like you!" Alfred said, shaking his head and tail.
He felt that today's events could also be adapted into a story: True Dragons fighting a Lich to the death for their people. Tsk, truly touching. It must be said, Alfred had started to like his job.
"And you must publicly accept your sentence within the territory, to publicize your crime and rectify the laws of the territory!" The White Dragon Germott also added. This White Dragon Lord was the only True Dragon who could best understand Kalon's intentions.
The valley floor was quiet. After a long silence, the Lich's weak voice finally came, and he said, "I don't believe it, unless you give me a written agreement!"