Age of Adepts

The strength of the Dragon Clan is indeed not to be underestimated!

Especially when those proud dragons also learned to fight as guerrillas, the casualties of the Wizard Expeditionary Army began to skyrocket.

Knowing that ordinary draconians or natives couldn't threaten the heavily-armed Wraith Expeditionary Force, those Tier 1 dragons also put down their dignity and gave up their face, treating themselves as guerrillas and began to frequently harass the Wraith Expeditionary Force's outer eye posts.

They came and went in groups of three or five, whistling away, never attempting to get close to the Magic Armament Battle Group convoy, but instead keeping an eye on the peripheral eye warriors slaughtering them. Using the indigenous tribes to lure the eye fighters out, they then gather and whistle, knocking them down one by one with their sharp dragon claws and hot dragon breath.

Once the Magic Arms sent a convoy to evict them, they didn't fall in love with battle and scattered, not fighting the goblin convoy at all due to their swift flight speed.

If any of the goblin commanders are too arrogant and dare to chase them out in a goblin airship. As soon as they get out of the Magic Armament Battle Group's support area, these small dragons even play a split attack, using the dragon's strength to teach the enemy a lesson.

Even with a sorcerer on board, an ordinary goblin airship can't be torn apart by 2-3 1st level dragons!

What's more, these Tier 1 dragons often had some Tier 2 dragons hidden within them.

Having lost 2 goblin airships and 3 family sorcerers in succession, the senior management of the Crimson Family sitting on the parade airship was forced to force the sorcerers to forbid the sorcerers from pursuing the 'defeated' dragons.

The dragons that had tasted a little bit of sweetness became even bolder when they saw that the witches were no longer fooled.

Some 2nd rank dragons also gathered together and raided the Magic Armament Battlegroup frequently in clusters.

They didn't force their way into the Magic Armament Battlegroup's convoy either, but instead hovered around the convoy's outskirts in the form of accompanying flights. As long as the convoy dared to start and pull out a gap, they dared to whistle and plow through the convoy with their tumbling hot dragon breath. Every now and then, they would also play a chase with the goblin airship cluster in the sky.

This was less effective in terms of concrete strikes, but it effectively delayed the speed of the Demon Armament's march.

Most of the goblin battlecruisers could only gather around the perimeter of the Demonic Puppet Dragon and move at a slower speed. If it wasn't for the fact that the Sorcerer Expeditionary Force was quite high in magic weaponization and didn't need an external energy supply, it might have been possible to be directly slowed down by the harassment of the dragons.

The expedition organized by the Crimson Family was originally a dragon hunting game, and although the sword was pointed at the Tier 4 Dragon Toriel, all Crimson Sorcerers knew that it was almost impossible to capture and kill that Tier 4 Dragon. At least, the Crimson Family didn't have that kind of power at the moment.

Therefore, the purpose of alerting them was only to gather the dragons together and facilitate a clean sweep.

Therefore, the Sorcerer Expeditionary Army did not advance in a hurry, but continued to move at a slow speed, teasing the dragons a little bit. As more and more dragon lords were attracted to the group, the number of dragons that had gathered at the highest peak of the Magic Armament Battalion's outskirts was as high as hundreds.

The group had the guts of the group!

When there were a few dragons, they might not dare to force their way into the Magic Armament Battlegroup, but when hundreds of dragons were gathered, their self-confidence would inevitably swell again.

It is true that the metal dragon has a 4th level power, but after all, it moves slowly and cannot fly. As long as you don't get too close to it, how would a thick-skinned dragon who could fly and fight be afraid of a group of human sorcerers who dared to hide in a steel envelope?

Thus, in a plain area called the Northern Wilderness, a large swarm of dragons swarmed in and blocked the path of the Demonic Armament Battle Group.

An earth-shattering, unprecedented battle was on the horizon!

The Sorcerer Expeditionary Force was so brazen to walk through one dragon lord's territory, destroying seven dragon nests one after another, and such a furious act of course triggered the unanimous anger of the dragon lords.

Not only the unlucky dragons who suffered, but also all the dragon lords within a ten thousand mile radius who heard the news rushed out of their nests and rushed to this place day and night. They would not come alone; each of the dragon lords would bring a group of their own dragon guards.

Therefore, with a lot of hard work, the dragons were able to create an army of over 6,000 dragons!

Of course, in addition to the legions of draconians that acted as the main force, there were also the dragon worshippers that numbered nearly 30,000, as well as the indigenous servant armies that numbered up to 260,000.

With such a large army, the Dragon Lords had more confidence, and the dragons that wandered around the outskirts of the Demon Armament Battlegroup were more active and aggressive.

At this point, the Demon Armament Battle Group stopped advancing and chose a more open area to set up a defensive line. With the Demon Armor Puppet Dragons as the center, a goblin chariot and a goblin airship built an impregnable steel wall.

The cruising mothership, on the other hand, was hovering above the Demonic Puppet Dragon, shielding it from attacks from above as well as acting as a battlefield commander!

To be honest, before the start of the war, it was clear that the Sorcerers were the attackers while the Dragon Lords were the passive defenders. But once the strength of both sides changed significantly, the offensive and defensive situation of the battlefield was instantly flipped.

At some point, the Dragon Lords turned out to be the attackers, while the wizards who had come from afar became the defenders. The two sides were engaged in a deadly fight to the death in this place called the Northern Wilderness.

After a few rounds of simple probing and tugging, the dragons who couldn't hold back the fires of vengeance finally launched a full-scale attack.

Early that morning, after hastily ending breakfast, the dragons, dragon worshippers, and indigenous tribes rushed out from their perimeter hiding places and began to gather en masse on the outskirts of the northern wilderness.

Hundreds of dragons also rushed up into the sky and circled there, chanting and whistling non-stop.

Under the urging and coercion of hundreds of dragon lords, the indigenous tribes gathered together and merged into a black tide of people, frantically pouncing on the towering rows of steel defenses deep in the wilderness from all directions.

Jungle trolls, boars, ogres, rats, wild goblins, swamp green devils, alpine giants, hill dwarves, jackals, dog-headed men, hairy rhinos, giant bee men... One by one, a host of strange races that were almost impossible to see in the outside world shouted and roared as they rushed towards the sternly awaiting Demonic Armament Warband.

There are those who ride the forest wolves like flying, those who fly with their wings flapping, those who roar forward with their big bodies, and those who run in packs shouting.......

For a time, the entire northern wilderness became an eye-opening and refreshing showcase for the indigenous fae!

Unfortunately, this is a war!

And it's still the most brutal and bloody bit-war ever!

It was still more than two miles away from the outermost perimeter of the Demonic Armament Warband, and the Demonic Artillery, which had already planted itself in siege chariot mode, began its show.97 goblin chariots were hoarded around the Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon, forming a two-mile metal defensive line.

When the enemy stepped into the attack range of the goblin chariot, all the magic energy cannons erected on top of the chariot quickly recharged, and then with a violent trembling, a black and red energy fireball rose up into the sky, drawing a graceful arc, dragging the long tail of black smoke, and smashing distantly into the black tide of people who were advancing bravely.

And above the sky, a hovering goblin airship was also steeply on fire, and a goblin rocket spewing orange tail flame was caught in the center of the energy fireball, whistling into the crowd.

The battle begins with an energy fireball and a goblin rocket clinch!

To be honest, such a spectacular and beautiful sight was something these natives living in the Lance Plane had never seen before. Many of the guys who were in the midst of a charge involuntarily slowed down their pace, tilting their heads up to stare with bated breath at such a magnificent scene.

I watched a beautiful ball of fire and a whirling lump of iron from far and near, and finally fell among them.

In the next second, as if the entire world had suddenly collapsed, all hearing was filled with loud and incessant booms, and even more so with the purposefully bursting red manes and the fragmented bodies of their companions.

Those indigenous creatures at the center of the blast would have been engulfed by a wave of flames even if they hadn't died from the extreme heat and rapid blast shockwaves. Most of these guys' bodies were directly vaporized by the overlapping and clashing elemental waves. Occasionally, some of the broken limbs that escaped the fiercest part of the elemental martyrdom would also be burned into a pile of charcoal by the flame wave as it flew across the sky.

Only the lucky guys who were on the verge of exploding were able to keep their bodies intact.

But with the magical flames igniting all matter that could burn, turning the entire front line into an intimidating and massive fireground, there was no turning back for them.

While these remaining natives were still hesitantly wandering between celebration and apprehension, a row of tall metal magic weapons stepped on the flames, crashed through the smoke, and appeared in a neat formation in sight. They held their arms flat, their iron pillar-like thick metal arms ending in a black hole.

While taking a large step forward, he radically* shot out a nearly transparent energy ray.

Compared to magic rays of varying effectiveness, this transparent energy ray was sharper and had a more impressive fendering power.

There was no elemental compatibility, no magical immunity, and this pure energy type of high intensity ray attack was even more terrifying!

Neither the hard skin of a troll or ogre, nor the mortar armor of a boar-man, nor the thick mane of a fur-bearing rhinoceros could prevent the penetration of energy rays.

Wherever the energy rays reached, a penetrating blood hole would run through the flesh and blood, making it difficult to shield or dodge at all.

For a moment, before these remaining natives could comprehend, they were hit by the 'invisible' attack, and one by one, they fell to the ground in a blood-soaked slump.

The war that had just broken out was instantly shaken by such tremendous bloodshed!