Compared to the astonishing Green Capital Legion, Caesar only has two clans around him, the orcs and the gnolls, which seems a little too shabby.

No way, Caesar thought.

How can this be fought? The battle level of the two sides is not at the same level at all, and according to the current situation, even if he can stop the green dragon, he will be grinded to death by this endless army of strange monsters.

Only now did he know the reason why his opponent Roy would release the blockade, and the captive at that time should have confessed to the original words - "The reason why Roy let the jackals and kobolds go to the Dulu Basin is to drag the black dragon back until the arrival of his ally Sylvia."

In fact, before this, the black dragon had already anticipated the danger, but greed was the most terrible original sin, and in order to subdue the Gnoll Clan, he delayed a lot of time and did not evacuate immediately, so that it led to such a consequence.

Of course, this was just Caesar's wishful thinking, Roy's arrangements were unknown to him, in fact, he would retreat sooner or later, and the young nobles had already made up their minds to bury their troops here in order to force the Green Dragon to come.

As long as the two sides are at war, it must be this result, this is a dead end, and it cannot be solved at all.

But after thinking about it, the reason is simply because Caesar is not strong enough.

Roy has the power, the capital, and the backing, all of which is enough to support the young nobleman to win the final victory after several defeats; Caesar, on the other hand, only needs to lose once now, and he will lose everything.

Reflections from the past flashed through his mind, and Caesar shook his head and came back to his senses—now was not the time to think about this, he had more urgent practical problems to solve.

The black dragon looked around, looking for the weak points in the enclosed environment of the "Pond Fish Cage Bird", trying to find the loopholes, and then led the remaining family members to escape.

In the face of absolute power, it is better to coax it.

However, as he looked around, he inadvertently found that the orcs had all raised their weapons, and their eyes were burning with the flames of war, and even the children were holding short knives and broken spears that they had picked up from the ground, ready to fight to the death.

The gnolls were no exception, and one by one, under the leadership of Hogg, let out a low wolf roar.

On the other side, the beasts of the Green Capital Legion also bared their hideous fangs.

These stupid guys are really going to die...... The black dragon thought that he had already picked a suitable position and was ready to break through.

"Let's go."

However, just as Caesar was about to make a move, he was suddenly stunned for a moment - his lines were robbed, and he didn't say it.

At this moment, the old wizard Sifu, who had not existed since the last attack on the army camp, suddenly spoke, and he stood up, staggering in front of Caesar, blocking the black dragon, and the bone staff in his hand that had not shone for a long time began to shine again.

"Boom-"

The next moment, the old wizard showed the same might as the green dragon descended, his sparse hair fluttering wildly, and the tide of mana was like a boiling raging wave, rippling gray ripples.

In an instant, the wind and clouds roared.

"What's going on?" Caesar was astonished.

This is not at all a power that a wizard can have, and in his verification device, the old orc's stats continue to rise, until they reach a point that is almost comparable to Sylvia.

"Elemental Ignite."

Compared to Caesar's incomprehension, the green dragon, who is also a spellcaster, is very familiar with this, and at a glance sees through the truth, this damn orc actually ignites his own elemental tide and obtains a powerful mana far more powerful than before in a short period of time.

This is a forbidden spell that even Sylvia has only heard of but has not been able to master, and as a forbidden spell, its price is unbearable for all the casters of Eladia.

Elemental Ignite is an irreversible spell.

This means that this terrible spell will not stop from the moment it is cast until the caster Elemental Tide is burned away.

It signifies the caster's end.

"It's pathetic." The green dragon smacked his lips, not too surprised.

Even with such a terrible spell, the pathetic orc wizard is barely able to reach the point where he can reach himself, and it is a fool's dream to rely on this little power to fight against the great Mother of Poison.

What's more, how long can the power gained by relying on combustion last?

Thirty seconds? Or a minute?

Sylvia looked down on it all.

"Let's go."

As soon as the word fell, the old wizard's bone staff moved horizontally, and the majestic mana distorted the space, and the void portal that had just disappeared was ...... Reappears.

This time, though, the portal was on the side of the black dragon.

"Chief!" Gal shouted.

"Let's go."

Sifu didn't look back, repeating his own words.

His voice was as hoarse as ever, without any ambition or bitterness, as plain as a lake.

Ignoring the environmental impact, Sifu's tone was the same as when he was usually in a peaceful and harmonious clan, and when he talked to his kindred, Caesar, and Luna.

That kind of stability with a hoarseness, exactly the same.

"Ember Storm (Dragon)."

Of course, it was not that simple, the moment she saw the Void Portal appear, Sylvia knew what the other party was thinking, and it was impossible for them to escape smoothly, and the dragon magic soon surged.

As the most famous magical creature in the continent, the dragon's dragon magic is unparalleled in the world, and this time Sylvia is not testing the power of the black dragon, but to block the opponent's full force.

The roaring ember storm overshadowed the heavens and the earth, casting a dark red hue over the entire battlefield.

However, it was blocked.

The mana barrier built by the old wizard blocked all the meteorites and flames made by the green dragon, and the elemental ignition brought unparalleled powerful mana, giving the old orcs the capital to fight against the green dragon in a short time.

Garl was silent, took a deep look at the old wizard, and took the lead in leading the Crow Clan into the portal.

It was true that they loved the old leader deeply, but they also knew that the decision made by Sifu could not be changed, and any hesitation at this time would only fail the old wizard's hard work.

"Starfall (Dragon's Language)."

"Wind Blade Hustle (Dragon)."

The enemy is not stupid, Sylvia really started to exert his strength to tear apart the old wizard's defenses, and when such an old green dragon did his best, the scene was extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the Green Capital Legion also launched an all-out charge, and the roar of ogres and the hiss of bipedal wyverns spread throughout the war.

The surging attack was blocked again, and Caesar saw that an illusory blue flame burned on Sifu's body, starting from his arm, and the flesh began to peel off gradually.

His elemental tides were close to dry, and all that remained was life.

"I'm sorry, we couldn't fulfill our contract, Lord Ortorenzo." After all the orcs had left, Sifu turned his head and smiled at the black dragon.

Before Caesar could reply, he saw that the old wizard's bone staff, which looked like it was about to be weathered and shattered, finally shattered, and the illusory blue flames on his body surged, and his figure was blurred.

But even so, Sifu, who was quickly weakened, couldn't stop the powerful dragon magic, and the elemental shield was crushed.

"Please be kind to those children."

He said to the black dragon that the old orc was lying on his back, his flesh and blood were all stripped away in an instant, and at the same moment when the elemental shield was broken, he pushed the void portal with all his might, and disappeared with the black dragon and the gnolls.

At the last moment, Caesar saw that before the endless spell attacks could descend, Sifu had died, his body burned to a dry bone, and then reduced to ashes in the ensuing storm of spells.

Even the tattered robe was not left in the end.