In a tent in the military camp of Nososi Principality
"When will this war end?" A strong young man lay on a bed covered in blood, whispering with a blank look on his face.
Next to him, there was a pair of heavy armor covered with claw marks, which was an important support for him to survive on the battlefield.
"Just bulldoze the Zaicek Forest and knock it down. Then we can go home." The soldier next to him, who was also chewing dried meat, replied without raising his head.
"Are you kidding yourself to bulldoze Zaicek? The three kingdoms of Nucalan, Nososi, and Mozeli jointly sent nearly one million troops, but they couldn't even break through Zaicek's perimeter."
"I heard from my commander that most of the monsters in Cheyzhak are gathering in front of us. As long as we can defeat them, this war will be over." Another soldier who took off his heavy armor interjected.
"Destroy those monsters? You can only dream, we were defeated by them." The sleeping sergeant major huddled in the corner of the camp opened his eyes and said impatiently.
"Sergeant Major, do you think we will be defeated? This is impossible. Our three principalities have united, but there are seven legends in total. It is impossible for us to be defeated, right? I heard that there is only one legendary red dragon on the other side."
"That's it? Haha, that's an ancient red dragon. If it really gets mad, our three principalities will be removed from this world from now on, and we will all be unlucky.
Those idiot nobles were so out of their minds that they actually took the initiative to provoke an ancient red dragon."
The sergeant major huddled in the corner of the camp, cursing and venting his dissatisfaction and inner fear.
"Sir, if those hyenas from the gendarmerie hear what you said, you will be in serious trouble."
"Whoever is afraid of them will be destined to die if they participate in this battlefield. The labor and management have already prepared suicide notes, so it doesn't matter." The sergeant major, who looked extremely slovenly, said nonchalantly.
"Suicide note?" In the camp, several soldiers looked at each other with uneasiness on their faces. Even though they knew that there were gods, mortals were still afraid of death.
"What? You haven't prepared a suicide note yet?" The sergeant major looked at the soldiers who had just been assigned to him with a joking look in his eyes, "Then you should hurry up and write it."
"Sergeant Major, it's not that exaggerated. We have to write a suicide note. We are heavily armed shield soldiers. Our survival rate is the highest among all arms."
"Hey, when this war just started, I was transferred to participate in the war. At that time, I was an ordinary soldier like you, but after participating in the war, I became a sergeant major. Do you know why?
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Seeing the envious and curious eyes of his men, the sergeant major chuckled, "Because after that battle, except for me, everyone in my team, including the sergeant major, died.
So I became a sergeant major, and it has been eight months now, and you are the thirteenth batch of soldiers I have led."
"Sergeant Major, where are the soldiers you led before?"
"All of you are dead. I hope you can live longer under my hands." The sergeant major smiled unscrupulously, but there was helplessness and bitterness in his smile.
The atmosphere in the camp instantly became oppressive, but at this moment, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, like thunder ringing in the ears. All the soldiers in the camp became dizzy.
Then, a shuddering and desperate coercion came down, "Plop!" "Plop!" All the soldiers in the camp were like soft-footed shrimps, either lying on the ground or kneeling on the ground.
"Sergeant, what is this?" A soldier, who was lying on the ground and felt that his hands and feet were out of control, asked with a trembling voice, full of fear.
"This is a sign of the end of the war." Contrary to the fear of ordinary soldiers, the sergeant major, who was also unable to control himself and became weak under this pressure, was kneeling on the ground with a look of ecstasy on his face. He was on the battlefield.
I have experienced similar pressure, this is Longwei.
"Such a powerful dragon must be that dragon." The sergeant major who was kneeling on the ground rolled and crawled out of the tent. Outside the tent, there was chaos. Almost everyone was like him, either kneeling or crawling.
Lying down.
"The founder of the dense forest, that legendary being, has finally appeared." The sergeant major, who was lying on his back, looked at the scarlet figure flying past with its wings spread out, covering the sky, with a bright smile on his face, "
The laborers can finally go home and see their wives."
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"Bronya, there are seven legends on the other side, can you really handle them?" Muria asked uneasily, standing on the back of this red dragon that was nearly 120 meters long.
"No need, it's just a few humans."
"Okay!" Having said that, Muria already held the Staff of the End in his hand. To be conservative, Muria had already begun to sense the metal ancient dragon closest to him.
"Bronya!" As soon as they flew to the center of the joint military camp of the three major human principalities, seven humanoid figures shrouded in elements or fighting spirit tore through the space and surrounded the red dragon in the center.
Not only that, in the military camp below, one after another strong human beings at the gold level and soul level rose into the air and surrounded him. There were nearly 300 people in number, but most of them were gold level.
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"Give you humans a chance. Surrender to me now, sign a non-aggression treaty, and compensate for the losses caused to me. I will spare your lives."
"Arrogant, even the red dragon shouldn't look down on us like this." After hearing Bronya's words, the most powerful legendary swordsman drew his sword and slashed at Bronya with a sword beam nearly a hundred meters long.
Nia.
... Standing on Bronya's generous back, Muria felt like walking on flat ground, and finally saw the huge gap between humans and dragons that was irreparable.
There are seven human legends, four low-level legends, two of whom are first-level legends, and three mid-level legends, plus more than two hundred gold-level and dozens of soul-level legends.
Such a large number, in good condition and with complete equipment, was actually beaten by Bronya while hanging from a dragon.
You know, Bronya is only at the fourth level of Legend now, and because Muria is on her back, she also diverts part of her energy to protect Muria, so her strength cannot be fully utilized.
Well, it was Bronya who took the initiative to bring him here, saying that she would let him watch the battle between the legends up close, and Muria agreed to come because he was worried that when Bronya was not attacked by the human legends, he would
You can summon the ancient dragon to come to the rescue in time.
It turned out that Muria was worried too much. The seven human legends did not pose any threat to Bronya and were beaten by Bronya in a fancy way.
As for the gold and souls who besieged Bronya, Bronya didn't care about them at all. When they blocked her, she would wave her claws. Then these powerful humans were like pounces.
Like a fire moth, it instantly turned into ashes.
As a red dragon raised by the ancestral golden dragon to a stage close to that of an ancient dragon, Bronya also has powerful spellcasting abilities. The greatest damage caused to her by human legends was when the legendary fifth-level sword master left a mark on her body.
The sword mark is more than thirty meters long.
Then there was nothing more. The sword master was directly whipped away by Bronya's tail, and his body was almost exploded.