Ever since the 400-odd griffons cut into the battlefield from the mountains, the encounter between Zeellandia and the orcs of the Shadowmoon Clan had lost any suspense.

Without the defense of the prepared archer group, the griffin without any load is simply a natural nemesis of the frostwolf.

This is how they usually lock onto their targets from above, swooping their claws into the bodies of large mammals, grabbing their fragile spine and lifting the entire prey.

And at this point, they don't even need to use their beaks, which are strong enough to pierce plate armor.

Because most of the time, with the griffin's own weight and the terrifying kinetic energy of diving, the prey is often paralyzed by comminuted fractures of the spine.

It only takes a few rounds to wipe out the wolf riders on the battlefield, who are already less than two thousand.

And lose the impact of the frostwolf cavalry on the militia group, then the orcs will also lose their most important means of victory and hole cards, and the only thing left is to lose.

As for Levi's icy breath that cut directly through the battlefield and resembled a winter storm, it became a dragon's leg that crushed the scales of the frontal battlefield.

When you stomp down, you will directly smooth one end of the scale, and you will be completely stuck to the ground and can't get up...

It has to be said that the dragon's breath is equally terrifyingly devastating on the secular battlefields of the continent.

It destroys not only physically, but also mentally.

In fact, in order to make the griffins obey today, Levi has used two breaths in succession, and the last icy breath of the mother of the crossbow is actually not very powerful, and the battlefield in the rear is not very dense.

Therefore, although this icy breath directly created a cone-shaped ice field of about 2,500 square feet (267 square meters), the number of orcs directly frozen into ice sculptures may be less than two hundred.

However, seeing his own people and comrades-in-arms turn into crystal ice sculptures, the great horror and despair are difficult to describe in words.

"Dragons!

"It's the guardian dragon of the Northlands!"

"It's impossible to defeat such a beast, not even the chief. ”

This is the subconscious thought of almost all orcs!

The Northland Silver Moon Federation has an ancient silver dragon ——— the guardian dragon Silver Wing!

This is common sense information that even the orcs on the spine of the world know.

Although he is rarely presented to the world in his own form, this does not prevent his prestige from spreading throughout the Northlands.

Seeing this 'guardian dragon' descend from myth to reality, and a huge swarm of griffons killing them by name like insects, the orcs no longer have the heart to fight, and the entire battlefield began to rout.

On the contrary, the Silvermoon militia who had already seen the Guardian Dragon once were wondering if the size of the 'Guardian Dragon' seemed to have shrunk considerably, but it did not prevent them from boosting their morale.

As for the people of Zelandia, who have long been accustomed to having dragon lords, they haven't thought too much about it...

When Levi used to play 'Hogg', he was 'Cloud Domination' to them, which was more like a spiritual symbol in a way.

They also knew for a long time that Fischer and Grand Commander Holtz had found a 'new dragon' as their acting lord.

As for whether this dragon is a metal dragon or a five-colored dragon, there doesn't seem to be any essential difference to them.

Anyway, the backer is coming!

"Orcs must die !!"

Seeing that the general situation was gone, Onarom quickly accepted this fact with a long sigh in his head, crushed a pendant around his neck, and his body gradually disappeared in the cold wind.

Only the intermittent appearance of footprints and the murmur of the wind showed that he was fleeing for his life towards the Seburing River to the east of the battlefield.

[Shamanic Divine Technique——— Wind Walk]!

If it was just an ordinary defeat, he could still organize resistance and evacuation in an orderly manner by issuing a retreat order.

But with the advent of the griffons and the Guardian Dragons, Onarom knew it wasn't going to work.

His army has been greatly defeated, and there is no room for recovery.

Especially in front of him, there is an extremely dangerous opponent!

This means that he can only make a cruel choice now.

Will he sacrifice himself to stay behind for the evacuation of his people, or...

This seems like a question that doesn't need to be thought about too much for Onarome.

If he dies with this, then what is the meaning of other things for him?

As soon as Onarom fled with his front foot, Alley's head spun nearly 170 degrees in an extremely terrifying moment, and let out a roar that did not resemble a human voice.

'Gifts!' Gifts for Daddy Ran Away!!!

This sudden thought instantly took over Alley's little head.

The two blood-colored pupils under her helmet also bounced up and down, left and right, and bounced back and forth in their eye sockets with Onarome's disorderly movements, and finally froze and locked.

With a slam step on his feet, he chased after him faster than Onarom in the smoke and dust!

Her pace was not fast, but her explosiveness was terrifying, and she often took one step, and the ground she landed on collapsed as if she could not withstand her strength, propelling her to quickly catch up with Onarom who fled in disarray.

And this seems to be the anomaly that Alley has undergone after eight years of sleeping after devouring the elemental crystals of the Thor monolith.

That's a terrifying leap of power, plus a mastery of earth elemental spells.

With her powerful slash, Onarome, who was bent on escaping the battlefield, also turned in mid-air and returned with an axe.

After the two collided, Onarome actually used Alley's terrifying brute force to rush towards the river bank at an even faster speed.

Alley suddenly held out his right hand towards Onarom and clenched it out of thin air.

The ground beneath Onarom's feet was constantly pierced out of thin air with sharp cone-shaped spikes, enveloping him in the blink of an eye.

Earth Elemental Spells ——— Rock Cone

But the next moment, he was swept away by Onarom, who was like a wounded beast, and there were already a few more hideous blood holes on his body, and he jumped desperately into the nearby river.

Poof!

He was about to escape, but he was stabbed through by the knight's broadsword thrown by Alley, splashing a splash and fainting a wisp of blood, and then disappeared.

"Roar!!

Seeing that the mouth of the orc was actually flying!Alley instantly fell into a rage, letting out a dragon roar that resounded across the battlefield.

The ground in a radius of 100 feet burst open with a loud sound, and countless clods of earth coalesced into sharp cones of rock in mid-air and slammed into the vanishing waters of Onarom like a storm, the rage of the onslaught that made the river boil.

But the orc still seemed to be completely gone, and an angry Alley stomped his feet on the riverbank.

The sound was equally terrifying, making all the people of Zelandia turn pale with horror and dare not approach.

With the disappearance of Onarom, the chief of the Shadowmoon Clan, the orcs, who had lost their backbone, completely lost their resistance and began to flee with all their might towards the hidden forests of the north.

Of course, there are also many orcs who are panicked and choose to escape into the turbulent Sebrin River.

However, by this time, the first snow of winter had fallen, and these orcs who jumped into the river quickly lost their precious body heat.

Even if they come ashore from the opposite shore, it will be difficult for them to survive the ensuing blizzard, hungry and cold.

......

Inside a makeshift tent.

Alley, who had already taken off his helmet, hung his little head with his hands and feet, and secretly raised his eyes from time to time to look at Levi, who was silent, and finally couldn't help but squeak in advance:

"Dad, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have snooze, and I would have caused the fighter to be neglected..."

"Don't be angry, I... I'm afraid..."

Li Wei couldn't help but cover his forehead in pain when he heard this, and he really didn't know what to say.

As for what Alley called him, he didn't bother to correct it...

Because every time he corrects it, this guy's first sentence is normal, and the next second he 'forgets' again...

Daddy, daddy...

It's just that it will be misunderstood by other female dragons in the future, and it will be good to explain it clearly.

But as a demon, Alley is naturally chaotic and evil, and he really can't think of a way.

He rubbed his face and asked, "Is that all?"

Alley blinked his big eyes, scratched the dragon horns on his head and thought about it, and asked a little innocently:

"That's... Mistake... Accidentally wounded an ally...?"

Bang!

"Are you too embarrassed to use interrogative sentences with me?"

Li Wei slapped the table angrily and almost vomited blood in depression.