The gloom in Roy's mind grew as he watched his troops pour along the embankment through the black moors of the Neck and into the edge of the wilderness, and though he buried his anxiety under a mask of composure, it still existed, growing with each kilometer they crossed.

Is it because of the news that the green capital replied that the green dragon was going to delay the arrival?

No, it's not true, he Roy Brando, the son of the Count, doesn't need to rely on external forces to deal with a mere orc clan.

After so many years of exploration and shuttling, he knew everything about this vast wasteland in front of him, which the northerners called the wilderness, not to mention the fact that he was accompanied by an army, and it stands to reason that he should be fearless and as stable as Mount Tai.

Tonight, however, was an exception, and it was very different from the past, and there was an inexplicable horror in the darkness around him, which made his hairs stand on end, and it was extremely unsettling.

His instincts had always been accurate, and he was aware of the danger, as if something had been ignored by himself, and that was the reason for his concern.

Human aristocrats are generally paranoid, and Roy is no exception, he is a careerist, so he is more sensitive and suspicious, and strives to control everything.

He examined his reasoning repeatedly to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the logic, but the uneasiness arose from nowhere, and a haze always hung over him.

"Be vigilant!"

He reminded his men to glance at the sky—the stars were fading, signaling the dawn, but the land without the stars and the moon would be the darkest hour of the day, and the most slack.

The eerie wind swept the shadows of the trees like hideous creatures, and Roy felt himself being watched by an inexplicable thing that was cold and had no affection for him; The spellcaster next to him seemed to notice it too, and clenched his staff.

Damn, what the hell am you missing?

……

Soon, he knew.

A muffled thunder awakened Roy's musings, and he looked up at the sky, only to see clouds as heavy as thick cotton.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar was heard not far away, Roy's body tensed involuntarily, and the people on the ground were enveloped in a huge shadow.

A deafening roar erupted overhead, tearing through the atmosphere like a hurricane, and Roy struggled to steady the terrified wildebeest while barely looking at the sky.

Unfortunately, this time he saw a hellish sight.

A monster as dark as black smoke filled Roy's vision, roaring and outstretching its claws, swooping down on the army.

Dragon!

A black dragon that is about an adult - they have been attacked by a dragon!

The army suddenly boiled, and people shouted and neighed.

Fortunately, they are not some wine bags and rice bags, but real regular soldiers, although they are surprised and inexplicable, but they are still not panicked, these are the most elite professional soldiers of the Brando family in the Kaki Collar, and they reacted quickly and immediately met the battle.

The cavalry called out their horses to spread out of each other, and the black-clad army vanguard spread their shields and pressed against each other to form an impregnable wall of iron light.

It was a giant shield about half a man high, and these soldiers formed an array for hand-to-hand combat, and in close combat, the importance of defense was paramount.

They spread their legs apart, pressed their shoulders against their simple shields, wore heavy armor, and clenched their swords in their free other hands.

As long as it can withstand the onslaught of this dragon, it will be dragged into the mire and slaughtered.

Training to fight the dragon is also a compulsory course for professional soldiers in Eladia, but because this black dragon is so strong and fierce, they subconsciously use the battle formation against the red dragon.

Meanwhile, the Black Dragon has arrived!

Nearly every famous battle in Eladia's long history has been related to dragons, and nothing compares to the sight created when dragons and humans fight each other. In a close battle, whether it's a dragon or an army, the power displayed will be heartbreaking.

The bronze and steel shattered in a hoarse sonorous sound, sluggish and strange, echoing endlessly, and the huge black dragon crashed directly into it, like a meteorite falling from the sky, countless hard shields shattered at this moment, and the soldiers on the first line of defense broke their tendons and let out a painful wail.

Its power was so strong that it felt like it had hit a mountain, and the defensive array was constantly moving back.

"Hold your ground!"

Roy roared in the native language of the northern kingdoms, blood splattering from the veins of the warriors' hands, but raising their shields higher, and the black dragon roared in return.

With such an elite and strong soldier, I am afraid that even a mountain will stop them, and the defensive array was shattered in a short period of time, but the impact of the black dragon due to the dive also no longer exists.

It has folded its wings, and the time has come for hand-to-hand combat!

Warmly welcomed by the unmistakable clanging of steel and the creak of its body, the black dragon was now under siege by a regular army of more than a hundred men on its front.

"Now it's our turn, step forward and fight back!"

The leading army of human warriors shouted orders, soldiers raised their weapons, swords and hammers in return, and in the distance, archers finished aiming, pulling the triggers of their crossbows, and an overwhelming barrage of arrows whizzed.

"Roar!"

In the face of the surging crowd, the black dragon roared and opened its mouth wide.

The next moment, the air suddenly distorted, and a blazing flame swept through the human position.

"Flames?"

The nerves near Roy's temples were beating wildly, how could this damn black dragon breathe out flames, it was incredible, wasn't that the ability of the red dragon to have?

Fire is an irresistible weapon for most creatures, especially humans, nearly forty warriors were swept to charred in an instant, and many more were suffering unspeakable pain and unable to continue the attack.

"Ice Barrier!"

However, less than ten seconds after the flames raged, the tidal wave of magical aura swept through the soldiers' bodies, resisting the onslaught of flames and sparing them from pain.

Sure enough, there are spellcasters.

The black dragon's movements paused visibly, and its palpitating eyes swept in the direction from which the sound had come from, and it saw that not far from Roy, a spellcaster wrapped in black robes was sitting quietly on a pack horse.

Seeing the black dragon's gaze sweeping in this direction, the mage seemed to feel something, revealing a hand and gently lifting the hood, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at it without fear.

Immediately after, the caster raised his staff under the gaze of the black dragon—

Fireball!

The spell model had already been constructed, and an incomparable elemental fireball appeared from the tip of his staff, locking onto the raging black dragon not far away, whistling away at Mach speed.

In the face of the astonishingly fast fireball spell, it is impossible for the slow dragon to dodge it, and they can only rely on spells to resist it - so at the same time as the elemental eruption, the experienced spellcaster is ready to "disturb the spell", keeping an eye on the black dragon's every move, ready to crack the opponent's spell at any time and let it eat a solid fireball.