Dragon Poor

One night, even in the moonlight, the Demon King's army crossed the border without a sound.

“Well, there are so many... ”

The first to find them was a long-range patrol of the Polish Kingdom, located in a considerably further west than any other central kingdom.

The rangers were fed up with the sheer number of magic watering the plains, and again they were tired of the red light shining brightly in the dark.

Is this what hell would look like? The patrol takes a frightening bite.

What was even more horrifying was that none of the magical objects were making a sound.

“Stand back as quietly as possible. ”

The patrol leaves as quietly as possible to avoid provoking the magic.

The witches didn't go after them like that. I just went in one direction as if I was being drawn to something.

Ding, ding, ding!

Regnica, a quiet fortress on the frontlines of the Polish Kingdom, grows noisy at the sound of bells announcing enemy approaches.

“Hostiles! Everybody up! ”

“Emergency! All hands to battle stations! ”

Nevertheless, the soldiers who were having trouble sleeping because they were feeling overwhelmed and anxious today jumped to the position given by the sound of a typhoon.

And when they saw the black magical objects, they hardened.

Even though they were preparing their minds from the start, the soldiers were demoralized just by checking the appearance of the devil at a distance.

“Wake up! You bastards!”

“I just want to get eaten! ”

If it weren't for the verbal outbursts of the commanders, perhaps they would have been mindful of their wits until they approached.

The appearance of the horses encountered for the first time was shocking.

The witches were a few times worse than they could have imagined, and the stench they smelled was hideous enough to distract the mind.

The sword-like machete of the chosen elite soldiers was useless in front of the fierce power of the witches.

Fortunately, the Polish Empire was in a much better position to prepare for this situation.

One of them was the priesthood.

The divine power of the priests was Magi's horror that caused the living to shrivel, and the chorus they called aloud was enough to free the frozen soldiers.

Soldiers barely regain consciousness at the sound of the blessed song. But I've only just woken up. The soldiers are still overwhelmed by the power of the witches.

It was then that the Wizards of the Polish Kingdom took their place.

The archers' arrows from their waist are not even within reach, but for the wizards, the magical objects are right before their noses.

They chanted the most glamorous and powerful spells they could. Dozens of wizards conjured magic together, and a colorful swarm of light began to bloom over the sky of a dark fortress.

The flashing light, the darkness that was pressing the fort against the chain, was temporarily pushed away, revealing the ugly appearance of the dark objects hiding in the shadows.

“Ugh…. ”

The horror of soldiers who had barely calmed down at the priest's castle seemed more terrifying than I had imagined.

Just before the fear of biting the hearts of the soldiers completely lifted their heads, the wizards finished the spell and dozens of kinds of magic appeared simultaneously.

A red flame hurls its tongue towards the magical objects, and an awl-like hail falls down on them.

Rrrrgh!

The fire that won't go out and the hail baptism that tears the skin open and screams.

“Ah…. ”

The terminal that had been spit out by the army of magic that had never heard a sound was enough to bring the spirit of soldiers who had been wandering around in a nightmare into reality.

The eyes of the beasts screaming in the flames, as well as the dismal images of the beasts slaughtered by the ice spear.

Those monsters that seem to have come out of hell aren't real demons. And not immortal.

The moment I realized that, the eyes of the soldiers who were overwhelmed by fear regained their light.

“Good for you.”

The commanders couldn't help but sigh of relief until they saw the shaking force take place on the road.

But they already knew.

If the enemy were human, the powerful magic, even a regiment-sized force, would have broken at once, but the effect was far from what the commander had expected.

Soldiers whose eyes have been sold by fancy magic have been inspired as if they had already won the battle, but the number of magical objects that were actually caught up in the wizards' attacks is only a fraction.

“Margaery, surrounding the magical objects, is counteracting a significant portion of her magical power. ”

According to the old wizard, the commander of Legnica Fortress nods. Even as he looks at it, the Black Energy that came with the magical objects was unusual.

I don't know, but if that energy comes into contact with the soldiers in the keep, it won't be good.

But I didn't have to worry about it already. It is not just the magic of the wizards that Legnisca Fortress has prepared.

The commander raises his hand, slowly speeding up, looking at the horses approaching the keep.

“Catapult! Fire! ”

The moment the commander's hand vigorously faces the other side of the keep, dozens of catapults, just waiting for launch orders from the beginning, fire up the burning oil jars as one.

The catapult attack was neither as glamorous as the sorcerers' magic, nor was it powerful enough to save the magical objects at once.

However, the oil that burst out of the shattered jar was enough to make the area a sea of fire.

And that was exactly what the Commander wanted. The commander wanted the horses to retreat to the fiery flames.

“Bastards.... ”

Unfortunately, the Commander's wind ends with just the wind.

The horses have not retreated from the heat of the flame, which seems to burn completely nearby, and have pushed back towards the keep.

“It's going to be a long night. ”

The Commander's expression was firm, but his eyes were as fine as his.

The walls of Legnica Fortress are like iron walls, and the quality of the garrison is higher than ever. No matter how many and ferocious the horses were, the fort was not to be breached.

But not all troops on the front were as fortunate as the soldiers at Legnica Fortress.

Some were unfortunately forced to fight the demons on the plains. The horses were pushed into the wrong place, not the main node on the front.

This was anticipated from the beginning.

All of the fortresses and fortresses on the front were clearly set at strategic points that were easy to prevent enemy invasion, but the fortresses that conceived and built the war between humans were not necessarily the point to capture even the witches.

No, there was no concept of occupation in the first place.

There is no reason to move with the supply lines in mind, nor to consider political matters. The magic was just moving forward.

However, it was practically impossible to build fortresses and deploy troops on large fronts that crossed western and central continents.

Naturally, a part of the front had no choice but to defend itself against the magical objects.

Without the help of the fort and the fortress, the battle quickly returned to the defeat of the humans and punctured the front lines.

The Federation of the Central Kingdom desperately struggled to fill a hole, even though it was prepared to take significant damage.

In the process, all they could believe was the superhuman power the kingdom had in store for them.

Fortunately, the superhumans did not abandon their expectations and repelled the creatures that invaded their territory.

But it was a victory that only hurt.

The second time he was harmed by the superhuman power that he loved, the land where the magical objects died soon became the land of death because of the unclean blood of the devils.

And Margie was easily infiltrated on the ground where the stinking blood of the witches had seeped.

The witches were driven out, but some of the territory inside the front became the Demon King's domain.

War was disadvantageous to the Federation of the Central Kingdom in all respects. There was so much to lose just once.

It's not hard to fill the void of a dead ally soldier. However, the soldiers who filled in the vacancies were relatively poor in quality. Even that number was not infinite, so we had to reduce the sacrifice somehow.

On the contrary, the Demon King's army had no reason to fear the loss of its troops. The corpses of the Allied forces killed in battle have all been undead and become new troops for the Demon King.

Despite the desperate purification of the priests, there was no stopping the resurrection of the dead.

The leaders of the Central Kingdom Federation had to feel uneasy about why the Western kingdoms had collapsed so quickly.

The temple was merely an excuse, but the lords of the central kingdoms were plotting.

I chased away the witches and finally made my way to the west to absorb the lands of the fallen kingdoms, but I realized later.

It was just a delusion.

What they need to worry about now is not the aftermath of the war, but the immediate survival.

Within a week of opening, the Federation of Central Kingdoms realized the seriousness of the war and decided to wage a genuine Blitz War.

The monarchs draw out the hidden power of the kingdom and place it on the front lines.

Silent hidden swords and high wizards reveal themselves to the world.

They were real superhumans, not too much called the Legion of Workers, one by one. But the monarchs were not at ease.

They were Western kingdoms. They were also empires worthy of their power.

But those kingdoms fell silently.

There was no law telling them not to look the same.

In the worst case, the kingdom could collapse, or the central balance could collapse due to the damage of the war. Nevertheless, no other options came to mind.

I didn't want to think about the real heroes being sacrificed, but I had to try to stop them from becoming battlefields. Even if the magical objects were defeated, they must have contaminated the earth, and the fronts were pushed back as if the kingdom's territory had become desolate.

The Federation of the Central Kingdom demanded that it use its best efforts to strengthen its defenses on the front and, on the other hand, to provide further support to the Alliance of the Eastern Kingdoms.

“If you can't stop it in the middle, then it's time for the east. ”

They told the Eastern Kingdoms in detail what it was like to fight the Demon Prince.

The effect was clear.

In just a week, the Eastern Kingdoms were surprised by the Central Kingdom Federation's damage and began to seek more and more active support.

However, it took time for the Eastern Kingdoms' full support to begin. For now, it was important to get rid of the horses outside the wire.

An army of inexhaustible witches is endless, and battles are fought day and night all over the place.

Much worse than all the damage we took a week after the war, and some unfortunate fortresses and fortresses fell along the way.

The situation was several times more dire than the worst that the monarchs thought.

But even in that horrific scene, there was hope.

Among the defensive lines on the front that had to be heavily damaged, there was a place where the magical objects were protected without damage.

It was a central line spread out around Astoria, a sacred church.

And after a victory as miraculous as that, there was a familiar name the monarchs had to hear several times.

A foreigner who has won all the battles he has participated in and earned the title of victory.

[Dragons with multiple monsters repel all magic on the front.]

Kim Sun-hyuk was the leading player in the victory.