No matter how elite the human army is, night will always be a big problem for them, and even if they want to rebuild their defenses, the Kohor army will have to wait until dawn to start, and tonight can only be spent in care.

The next day, Jon Arthur did not receive the news that the undead had caught up, in order to confirm the news, he asked his cronies to expand the reconnaissance range, and the feedback he received was the same, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, probably that kind of strange weapon needs to be charged and maintained like a magic cannon, and it can't move quickly in a short time, but relying on some weak undead, the other party should not dare to move.

But as time dragged on, the situation became more unfavorable to him, and the undead would digest the dead and make the dead rise again to become one of them, and the number of the undead would increase, and Kohor would be besieged in a sea of skull bones.

Jon Arthur knew this, so he could only hope that Darrow's mission would succeed so that they could destroy the Elven Forest's defenses in one fell swoop before teleporting.

However, until now, there has been no feedback from the legendary thieves.

On the third day, Jon Arthur thought that although the probability was small, the stealth thief was not without the possibility of failure, and he decided to wait another day, if there was still no news after that, he would have to rethink his strategy.

Jon Arthur has been feeling uncomfortable these days, not only from Lacarador's disappearance and the demon-like cannons in the undead army, but since some time ago, he has always felt the illusion of being watched.

But how keen is the perception of the legendary realm, if someone really dares to stare at him all the time, he will definitely be able to easily find out the other party with his backhand, but in fact, he has tried several times, but it has been fruitless.

Probably an illusion, Jon Arthur thought, the pressure from the Black Dragon Emperor was too great, and he had to be vigilant at all times, and he was a little nervous.

……

The claws pierced through the left back of the head, tearing out the right eye before the brain could react to the pain, leaving behind a terrifying head full of soft tissues and bodily fluids.

More gnolls trampled on the branches and emerged from all corners of the area, and the desperate half-drakes let out a desperate howl and pounced with steel forks.

"Boom."

The steel fork was bitten by the teeth, making a tooth-souring sound and bursting with several sparks, and the half-dragon fell to the ground, his eyes unfocused.

The Red Lotus Jackals gouged their weapons out of the ground and began to devour corpses to feed their hunger, these creatures had been hungry for a day and had encountered other living creatures for the first time since leaving the Blackwing Empire.

"Ten tailed lizards, five half-dragons, write them down."

Vic told himself that he was the leader of the Bloody Tongue, one of the seven or eight minor leaders under the command of Grand Commander Hogg, and one of the Scouting Forces sent to the west by the Empire.

He sat on a stone in the middle of the skirmish, scratching at his fur, which had been transformed into a dark black, and trying to write down the number so that he could ask the Hogg Commander for credit, while the gnals lay on the ground, messing with their stomachs with pitiful corpses, with only staccato biting and swallowing for a while.

Vic scratched at his armpits, ribs exposed in his hunched position, and between the third and fourth ribs, a crimson mark of flame loomed - the only color left in his body.

He grabbed a worm from the tangled hair, the gadget's mouthparts were trying to burrow into Vic's skin, but it never worked, Vic threw the worm into his mouth, and swallowed it, the jackals have always hated these ubiquitous bugs, but now Vic doesn't care, the bugs can no longer burrow into his skin to draw blood, but instead become a small snack to carry around.

Bang!

Just as the gnolls were resting, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded behind them, and a huge red dragon like a mountain slowly streaked across the sky, its huge wings obscuring the daylight, and the jackals looked like grains of sand in the desert compared to the size of the dragon.

"Let's start here."

The huge red dragon let out a low, alarmingly loud voice, and it saw the horrified gnolls below: "Poor little creatures. ”

The surging dragon power swept through the entire area, as if the real fear was spreading rapidly, but to the surprise of the red dragon, these gnolls did not kneel down, did not tremble or even run away in embarrassment, but just stared at it with their heads up.

The gaze from the tiny creature made Cardozer angry.

"You're not afraid of me? Why aren't you afraid of me!? ”

The huge red dragon landed on the ground, and the dust raised could not even hide its wings, and a large part of it was still exposed, and the oppressive feeling brought by such a huge creature was unimaginable.

But the jackals are still not afraid, but bared their teeth, ready to fight to the death, the species distorted by radiation are strong and weak, but without exception, the radiation of the Black Dragon Emperor swallowed their negative emotions, and the fear has long since ceased to exist.

This made Cardozer puzzled, but more of a rage, he couldn't tolerate these creatures not being afraid of dragons, not afraid of dragons, because once that happened, the transcendent status of the true dragons in Eladia would no longer exist, and the low-level species could kill the dragons just by stacking their numbers, which was unbearable for all true dragons.

The Red Dragon's fury came so suddenly and violently that Cardozer's heart was filled with a fierce hatred, it didn't want to hear the species make a sound, or even let them exist for a second longer.

"Die, scum."

The dragon raised its claws, and the destructive power spread to fill all areas within the dragon's reach, whether it was living creatures, vegetation, or soil, all the places affected by the power were reduced to dust, and these gnolls with black bodies could not even support for a second, and in the blink of an eye, they completely disappeared, and their flesh and blood turned into mud.

No matter how strong these gnolls are, they can all be reduced to ashes with a single breath, but some subtle anomaly makes Cardozer angry, and the red dragon doesn't want to think about it, he just wants to destroy these pesky creatures.

And at this time, the huge red dragon is still pouring out its wrath in this land, destroying all creatures from the Blackwing Empire.

Within a few days, the situation in the north changed abruptly, and the Black Wing Empire began to sweep outward in all directions, and Caesar finally had a chance to make a move, and the reconnaissance dependents he sent to the southwest side were cleared in an instant, and the other party's lair was most likely in that place.

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