This monstrous creature made of earth elementals is a heavy, flight-savvy living rock that is immune to most physical impalings and slashes.

When they are still, they are simply lifeless sculptures. And once they open their eyes, they feel the cruel side of this group of evil creatures.

Especially when the sheer number of such monsters fills your field of vision, and the scarlet bloodthirsty eyes staring coldly at their prey, this kind of horror that fills the scalp is chilling.

There are at least hundreds, if not more, gargoyles hanging upside down from this dome.

The screeches of the wind come and go, with a unique rhythm that signals them to summon their companions or attack!

There was a more cacophony response from the dark dome, and it was clear that there were countless gargoyles coming this way in the deeper canyon.

The gargoyle hanging upside down suddenly jumped down, and countless points of light emitting gray and white rushed towards the battlefield below to fight the heavens!

Wyverns and Chimeras bear the brunt of the blow, and perhaps any flick and claw blow from these Sky Overlords will crush the gargoyles, but there are so many annoying flies that if you kill a batch, more gargoyles will fill the void. Leaving them to their own devices, they can no longer pose an effective threat to the orc camp.

Entangled in the Wyvern and the Chimera, more gargoyles continued to charge towards the Red Dragon Legion's camp, roaring and screaming, slaughtering any life that wasn't orc.

I have to admit that the appearance of the gargoyle has brought huge trouble to the Red Dragon Legion, and the Red Dragon Clan must be careful of the orc attack while also preventing sneak attacks from the sky!

"Damn, these gargoyles are actually the domesticated guardians of the green-skinned orcs!"

Wizard Zack let out a loud shout, he didn't expect the orcs to counterattack so quickly, and the background of the orcs is even more than imagined, not only are there many of them, but they can also domesticate evil creatures like ghosts to guard their nests.

Perhaps, this is not the domesticated pet of the orc clan in front of him, but the heritage left by the ancient orcs.

But, now that this group of gargoyles is fighting for the orcs, that's enough.

A gargoyle is struck by an arcane missile, screaming in the air and disintegrating into rocks that fall.

Wizard Zack swung his staff with all his might, and arcane missiles were fired with spells, sending gargoyles exploding in the air.

Originally, he also knew several large-scale Plastic Energy attack spells, but once he used them, the Red Dragon Legion would be the first to take advantage of them. He could only keep using a single spell to shoot a shot, and his face became paler and paler with the overuse of his magic.

It's not an option!

Even if the Red Dragon Legion has experienced the baptism of war and is the elite of the elite, it cannot hold out for hours with the enemy on its back, and the number of enemies far exceeds them.

Apparently, the Red Dragon Legion suffered heavy losses after the gargoyles joined the battlefield.

The gnolls' fangs and claws have little effect on gargoyle bodies. And the killing of gargoyles can easily bring a rain of blood.

It has only been more than ten minutes since the outbreak of the war, and the Red Dragon Legion has fallen into a bitter battle, on the other hand, the orcs still have a steady stream of troops to support, and no one knows how much of the heritage left by the ancient orcs.

"Orcs, charge with me!"

"Tear this pack of wild dogs apart!"

"We're going to kill the ground and skin that red dragon alive!"

"We want to dominate Kazarin ourselves and restore the glory of the ancient orc kingdom!"

A roar can be heard from the orc camp, a group of monsters who are equally fearless of death, whose ferocity has kept the entire continent of Elbaf in fear for hundreds of years.

The Orcs' attacks were fierce and brutal, and the Red Dragon Legion could barely resist them by constantly shrinking their defenses.

In this case, the kobold old wizard had to use his last magic to cast the spell "Fossils to Mud" to destroy the stalactite bridge.

Hundreds of orcs screamed and fell into the rushing underground river, not even a bubble in sight.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a loud dragon groan came from the rift above the waterfall.

Warwick felt something familiar, and he looked up to see a dark shadow flying quickly through the darkness.

The gnolls' dark vision keenly captures the appearance of the dark shadow.

He had a skeletal face, scales clinging to his bones, a thin body, and two dragon horns protruding from his cheeks.

Obviously, this is a black dragon, carrying a huge dragon power to fly down from the canyon!

Warwick's eyes showed ecstasy, he recognized this black dragon, it was the slave of his master, Ainz Pandaria!

Although he didn't know why the black dragon was here, it was clearly not the time to think about it.

A powerful true dragon appears on the battlefield and has the strength to make or break the tide of battle!

The Black Dragon came at the right time, and with him joining, the positive pressure on the Red Dragon Legion would be weakened a lot.

"No amount of sparrows can slaughter a dragon!"

The black dragon let out a low roar and broke into the gargoyle group, the thick dragon scales made him not afraid of the gargoyle attack, and every flap of the dragon wings, every swing of the claws, could smash them with the powerful power of the real dragon!

In just a few moments, Ainz and the Wyvern and the Chimera launched a counterattack against the gargoyle!

"Warwick, your radicalization has put the Red Dragon Legion into passivity, and your command has brought the Red Dragon Clan to shame!"

The black dragon sneered, and at a glance he saw the leader of the one-armed gnolls fighting in the battlefield covered in blood. For some reason, there was an inexplicable pleasure to see this wild dog's tragic appearance now.

"I don't need you to remind you!"

Warwick slashed an orc trying to sneak up on him with his meowth axe, then roared at the black dragon at the throat.

"When the war is over, I will ask Your Majesty for my guilt! If you have time to talk big, why don't you kill more enemies?! Do you want to bear the wrath of your master? ”

At the mention of the powerful red dragon, Ainz Pandaria's face narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly.

"Remember, gnolls, it was the great black dragon Ainz Pandaria who saved you. Wait to conquer this group of green-skinned beasts, and their treasure troves will be the spoils of the great black dragon! ”

Half of the ears sneered: "The collection of the treasure house belongs to the master, and the sparkling gems and gold belong to His Highness Irelia, or do you want to snatch the treasure from His Highness?" ”

The black dragon suddenly froze, the scene of being beaten by the silver dragon was still vivid, he shrunk his neck, no matter what, he did not dare to compete with the fierce female dragon for treasure.

A nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart, and now he could only take his anger out on the orcs, and Anz roared.

"Humble green-skinned reptile, prepare to bear the wrath of the great black dragon!"

A large mouthful of corrosive acid erupted from its mouth, enveloping the fan-shaped area in front of it, which was nearly a hundred meters ahead.

This is the blood of the black dragon, and I don't know how many human orcs have no bones left under the dragon's breath.