Chapter 111 The Ever-Changing Demon Lord


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  Chapter 111
  The battlefield at Caledor's Rest has been going on fiercely. After three war mammoths joined the battlefield, Assanil knew that the opponent was planning to strike hard.

  The dragon halberd guards on the right were holding enchanted halberds and were constantly surrounding and killing the marsh demon warriors. The dragon lord's guard's combat effectiveness surprised him. More than 40 marsh demon warriors and chaos cavalry were no threat to the front. No, most of them were about to be slaughtered.

  The infantry on the front line are constantly fighting against the Chaos believers. Among them, the effect of the Claws of Patunion is the most obvious. With them as the center, there is almost a hollow circle. Although this radical style of play is somewhat inconsistent with Caledor's strict rules. The order of war, but Assanil did not dislike their radicalism.

  "Shoot the three war mammoths with the ballistae, Bruni is ready to take action."

  After giving the order, Assanil led the other four high-level dragon princes and began to attack the enemy. In places with rich chaotic energy, the use of magic is very costly. , so the primary responsibility of the mage group is to limit the enemy's spells, and then consider support.

  In Assanil's view, these Chaos believers are only used to improve their performance and do not pose much of a threat.

  The dragon's breath followed the dragon's flight path towards the enemy's position. The fiery red flames began to divide the battlefield from different angles. As the dragon breathed, five crossbow arrows that were as tall as a man and thirty centimeters thick were aimed at the war mammoth and the enemy. Giant launches.

  This kind of specially-made crossbow arrow does not have too many bells and whistles. It only has one effect that is most outstanding, and that is armor-piercing.

  The silver-white arrow penetrated the flames breathed by the giant dragon, and first aimed at a war mammoth. The crude armor on the beast's head could not resist this attack, and was inserted directly into its brain. All ten crossbow arrows successfully hit it. Died on the spot.

  The remaining ten crossbow arrows were taken care of the other two war mammoths respectively. Under the spell cast by the Chaos Warlock, several crossbow arrows were deflected, but they still hit the vital points.

  The war mammoth raised its huge body due to severe pain, throwing the person off its back, and its eyes became red due to congestion. Under the influence of chaotic energy, these supernatural beings are completely different from wild mammoths, unless their heads are chopped off. Otherwise, these crossbow arrows will only further stimulate its bloodthirsty soul.

  After losing the control of its manipulator, the War Mammoth began to trample the surrounding friendly forces and accelerate towards Caledor's position. Its companions also received this effect and rushed towards the enemy desperately.

  The Dragon Claw Ballista takes half a minute to reload, and half a minute is enough time for the War Mammoth to trample its owners into a pulp and rush to the center of the confrontation.

  Assanil knew that it was time for several high-level dragon princes to take action. As a dragon prince who had experienced hundreds of battles, he had rich experience in fighting against giant beasts. Although there were dangers many times, he won two battles. Mammoth, he thought, would be a piece of cake.

  Death Fang began to swoop from the sky under the command of his companions, and strong airflow came from the dragon's wings. However, the war mammoth's poor perception had already been dulled by the erosion of chaos, and he did not notice the threat in the sky at all. Under the guidance of the back saddle fucker, I just want to trample those delicate bean sprouts with bright clothes into a pulp.

  The giant dragon rushed towards the back of the war mammoth. After finding a fixed point with its sharp claws, it then bit the war mammoth's head with its head. Assanil also stabbed out his ancestral lance and shouted loudly. , "Vani, Varni!"

  After receiving the order, Bruni began to take action. He drew out the bloody lance that had been inserted into the Chaos Rider, raised it high, and ordered the Horn of the Sun Cavalry to start approaching.

  Next, the Dragon Prince will be responsible for handling these cavalry, and the Horn of the Sun will show its true combat effectiveness on the battlefield for the first time.

  A total of 800 Sunfang cavalry gathered under the flag, formed a prismatic formation, and rushed directly to the area between the hills and the plains. After defeating the enemy, they continued to fight.

  Switching to the energy aura, Bruni can clearly feel that the speed of the horse under him is increasing, and he will destroy the enemy's position as an arrow in one fell swoop.

  Facing the frightened eyes of the Norscan holding a giant hammer, Bruni thrust his lance into the helmet decorated with sharp horns. The head of the spear smoothly penetrated into his eye socket, and a mixture of red and white emerged from it. Pierce the back of the head and then pull it out.

  After slaying the Chaos Disciple who might have been the Reaver Champion, Bruni rode his horse to target another.

  It was a Norscan berserker with only a few rags covering his body and covered with blood tattoos. He had no fear at all, and there was even excitement in his eyes. Even if thousands of cavalry charged, he still could not let him down. These followers of Khorne fear nothing but murder.

  Driven by the desire to fight, the berserker howled slightly madly, then raised his double ax and jumped towards Bruni. His goal was to take the head of this beautiful elf. The Lord of the Skull would surely appreciate this sacrifice. The berserker jumped three meters high and struck left and right with the spiked ax, trying to chop off the head.

  But what greeted him was not the eager head, but a lance. Bruni stretched out his arm and directly stabbed the berserker in the chest. Relying on the inertia brought by the jump, the berserker's body plunged into the lance. Half of the position, but this did not make him lose his vitality, he was still swinging the double ax crazily.

  Bruni swung the gun and threw the berserker down. Even if the Chaos believer was not dead now, the trampling of the horses behind him would be enough to turn him into a pulp.

  Bruni didn't know how many people from the Chaos tribe attacked Caledor Rest this time. He only remembered that his arm had been stabbed hundreds of times, and the flag tied to his lance was also covered in blood. He was using his shield to resist an attack. After receiving the javelin thrown by the Norska whaler, Bruni knew that the mission was completed.

  But he had no intention of looking back, and instead continued to gallop toward the left. As long as he gradually suppressed the enemy's position, the victory would belong to Caledo.

  On the infantry front where the situation was the most anxious, Assanil had already led his men to eliminate two war mammoths. He didn't care who should own this glorious trophy. He couldn't wait to chop off the Chaos Warlord's head and offer it to the dragon. Lord, Caledo now has a performance system. As long as you perform well enough, you can apply for some good equipment from the prince at the end of the year.

  The long sword named Steel that Agthel obtained last time has already made Assanil extremely jealous. As long as he obtains military exploits in this war, the prince's generous character will definitely not treat him badly.

  But as a commander, he could not abandon his position to start a championship showdown with the enemy. After seeing that Bruni had led the cavalry to divide the battlefield, he knew that the opportunity had come.

  "Mage group, aim your magic at the rear!"

  Under the command of Assanil, the mage group began a spell bombing. Just now they were constantly defusing the enemy warlock's spells, which did not provide much help to the battlefield.

  Now is the time for them to show off their skills. The mage group took the lead in using the advanced fire spell Flame Storm. Although Chaos Storm caused energy chaos, it also greatly increased the power of the spell. Three whirlpools of flame magic with a radius of eight meters. Rising from the ground and sweeping over everyone along the way, the wind of flames unreservedly began to unleash its terrifying power.

  The other mages were not to be outdone, and released the Flame Skull and the Rain of Fire alternately. For a time, the battlefield was dominated by bright firelight and the stench of burning flesh. The flames, one of the symbols of Caledor, billowed across the plains.

  Assanil saw that Bruni was preparing to start a charge, and knew it was time to resolve the battle. "Prince Dragon, charge to the left, others follow me."

  The initiative was already in his own hands. Assanil had never been a tortoise waiting for others to attack. Five high-level dragon princes flew towards the enemy's frontal position. The Chaos Tribe cavalry on the left wing had been eliminated by the dragon princes, and the enemy's position was completely destroyed. The piercing Horn of the Burning Sun also aimed its spearhead at the enemy's right wing under Bruni's command.

  "This victory will belong to Caledor!" Assanil began to show the essence of a war fanatic and rushed towards the enemy in the strong wind brought by the dragon's flight.

  The two-front combat method began to gradually suppress the enemy's front. The Dragon Prince and the Horn of the Sun attacked the Chaos Tribe's front. Under the command of the high-level Dragon Prince, the dragons began to breathe towards the densely populated areas.

  Just when the enemy's line had been shattered into pieces, and the lances of the Dragon Prince and the Horn of the Sun had pierced countless enemies, and they were about to win, a blue portal suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.

  A humanoid with a bird's body, a slender bird's head on its rickety body, blue wings on its back, wearing a white robe, holding a staff with several tentacles on the top that kept squirming, flew out of the portal.

  As soon as the All-Changing Demon Lord appeared, the chaotic wind of magic seemed even more chaotic. It raised its thin arms, held a staff and recited a spell, aiming it at the giant dragon above.

  More than a dozen pink energy balls were shot towards the Fierce Sun Dragon at such a fast speed that the Fierce Yang Dragon, which was spraying its breath, had no time to dodge and received the blow completely.

  The strong corrosive magic burned a piece of the dragon's skin. After being attacked, the Sun Dragon let out a painful cry. The blow obviously caused a lot of damage to it, but then it became even more furious.

  (End of chapter)
 

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