A Dragon against the Whole World

Narrow mountain pass, fragile roads, soft marshlands... An attempt to create a physical divide, forcing the massive legion to split into multiple forces.

The strategic intentions of the Dominican Dragon Group were very evident.

They were attempting to fully exploit their speed advantage, splitting and pulling apart the Molten Iron Legion, continuously creating chaos, and then seeking opportunities to isolate and defeat portions of the troops methodically, bleeding them slowly.

At this moment, Gorging Demon Kalu looked up to see an adult Blue Dragon flying past.

He opened his large mouth and spat out a sphere containing destructive energy.

The Energy Ball evaporated rainwater along its path, its speed not exactly slow, even notably fast, yet the Blue Dragon deftly twisted its body to nimbly evade it, making it difficult to hit accurately.

The Gorging Demon let out an unwilling low roar, instinctively wanting to break formation and give chase.

But as soon as he moved, he remembered the stern orders received before the battle, and thus suppressed the surging rage, refusing to leave the main force due to the Blue Dragon’s provocation.

"Annoying flies!"

Red Dragon Kahill also roared angrily, spraying hot fiery breath toward an approaching Blue Dragon.

The latter had already turned cleverly, and the scorching flames only singed the tail remnants of its electrical glow left behind.

Like the Gorging Demon, Red Dragon Kahill, though irate, still remembered the orders and refrained from pursuing recklessly.

"Ignore these small enemy groups!"

The steady voice of Iron Dragon Solrog transmitted through spiritual energy across the battlefield, "Their goal is to delay and disperse our forces, continue advancing, aim straight for their core territory, leaving them no room to retreat!"

Meanwhile, Galos, Solrog, Samantha, and several powerful Lords, including Golden Dragon Alberto and Iron Dragon Letitia, among others.

They stood like anchors, holding the central army steady as a rock.

Because of their presence, the Blue Dragons were apprehensive, not daring to approach too closely, only daring to harass the edges of the legion’s power.

This harassment had a certain effect.

But to the vast Molten Iron Legion, in the end, it was insignificant, like a giant beast being bitten by a few mosquitoes, completely unable to halt its unwavering advance.

"Raise the shield! Hold firm!"

"For the great King of Molten Iron!"

The ground forces continued to advance steadily amidst the roars of various servant leaders.

The strong Ogres shouldered enormous Tower Shields, while Snake-man Mages, Kobold Mages, Jackal-Wolf Folk Mages... A multitude of mages in the legion collectively upheld a unified Magic Shield, tenaciously withstanding wave after wave of lightning onslaughts.

Even as casualties fell, the subsequent troops unhesitatingly filled the gaps immediately.

The entire Molten Iron Legion, like a colossal beast covered with iron and magical scales, weathered the relentless strikes of thunder and steadily trampled through strongholds originally belonging to the Dominican Dragon Group, including major resource points and front-line outposts, drawing ever closer to their ultimate goal—Thunderous Cliff.

Thunderous Cliff, the most central area of the Blue Dragon Group’s territory.

This was a unique cliff rich in Thunder Attribute Magic Ore, with ore buried deep within the mountain body and earth, capable of spontaneously attracting charges from the sky, causing the sky over Thunderous Cliff to be eternally shrouded in thick clouds, with unending storms and relentless thunder.

To capture this land, the Blue Dragon Group had invested significant time and effort when they first arrived.

They would never easily give up until the final moment.

And as time relentlessly passed, and as the Molten Iron Legion’s forces drew ever closer to Thunderous Cliff, the Blue Dragons, who had been attempting to delay, gradually began to grow anxious and impatient.

Their attacks on the legion became increasingly frequent.

Gradually, the Blue Dragon’s attacks began to expand beyond mere edge harassment.

Finally, six robust adult Blue Dragons, with scales shimmering with electric light, coordinatedly flapped their giant wings, broke through the clouds, and began chanting in a formation, summoning even denser and more ferocious chains of lightning strikes, concentrating their bombardment on the central area of the legion’s formation.

The trajectory of their attacks clearly became deeper, with their destructive range rapidly expanding.

They attempted to tear apart the Molten Iron Legion and forcibly divide it.

Galos squinted, his gaze falling on a colossal dragon shadow faintly visible between the dense clouds above Thunderous Cliff.

"Angela, Ennos."

Retracting his gaze, Galos turned his eyes to the magnificent Phoenix and the majestic Purple Crystal Dragon Lion.

Under the gaze of the Red Iron Dragon, the noble Phoenix raised its slender neck and let out a clear and resounding cry.

"You ugly dragons with horns on your noses, see for yourselves who the true dancers of the sky are!"

Angela screeched, her resplendent flames suddenly surging.

She transformed into a dazzling streak of fire, actively meeting the approaching Blue Dragons.

The Phoenix’s wings danced gracefully, scattering a dense rain of scorching feathers, like a precise arrow rain, forcing the Blue Dragons to continuously evade.

Simultaneously,

Her dense army of hawk-like fierce beasts and magical creatures followed the Phoenix’s lead, launching a coordinated attack on the Blue Dragons.

Purple Crystal Dragon Lion Ennos did not say much, simply letting out a high and majestic roar, his body glowing with spiritual energy, directly charging toward the Blue Dragons.