It was the first time in his life that Clemmont had seen a dragon - in fact, he believed that not many people in the world would have the opportunity to see a living dragon in real life.

Now he sees it, and he sees two at a time.

When the Cecil's flying machine is destroyed, there is a chance that two enraged dragons will emerge from the debris of the explosion - the falling wreckage has become something even deadlier, which terrible god is playing a bad joke?

In this brief moment, Cremont's mind flashed through an unknown number of strange thoughts, and even he himself was amazed that he was still so distracted in this situation, but his physical reaction was not delayed at all - after realizing that he had become the target of the two furious dragons, his first reaction was to induce the arcane power to create a large area of crooked and disordered mirrors in the air around him, and then jumped and shifted between the mirrors as fast as he could, hoping to distance himself from the other party, Look for opportunities to fight back.

The spell effect of the "Svaro Mirror Labyrinth" bought him precious time, and it turned out that the first time to distance himself was wise: the next moment he left the place, he heard a deafening roar coming from behind him, one of the two dragons opened its mouth wide, and a flame that seemed to be able to absolve the sky gushed out of his mouth, although the range of the flames swept was short, the range far exceeded the barrage of those flying machines, if he didn't choose to retreat at the first time just now but blindly attacked, Now he has definitely lost his first life in that scorching dragon flame.

"Attention the whole army!" Clemmont used the cover of the clouds to quickly move around, and used missiles and arcs to harass and weaken the two enraged dragons, while shouting a warning during the teleportation, "There are dragons! The Cecilians lured the dragon to the battlefield! Watch out for the black machines, the dragons are hiding in the flying machines! ”

This abrupt warning obviously caused some people to fall into confusion, and the content of the warning was so unbelievable that many people didn't realize what their commander was shouting, but soon, as more black flying machines were shot down, the figures of the third and fourth dragons appeared on the battlefield, and everyone realized that this sudden change was not a visual and auditory hallucination—the dragon really appeared on the battlefield!

The battlefield was made even more chaotic by the presence of the dragons, even to the point of madness, but the Typhon offensive did not collapse or even waver in the slightest - the monstrous sky lords did not deter the griffon knights, the former being the devout disciples of the god of war, the spiritual interference from the gods had already alienated the knights into inhuman beings, these griffon knights roared feverishly, their blood and magic burning in the blizzard, and the pressure of the enemy stimulated these fanatical believersThe God-given power further activated and exploded in them, so that some of them even turned into a burning torch of faith, charging with an indomitable courage that even made the dragon tremble, and the latter ......

As early as the time they took off, the battlemages knew that this was an air raid mission that had to be carried out to the end, and all of them had already applied the effects of mechanical minds and death oaths to themselves, and even in the face of the sudden appearance of dragons on the battlefield, none of the battlemages would quit the battle.

As the commander of this army, Cremont had to keep his mind normal, so he didn't apply the effect of a mechanized mind to himself, but even so, his heart was like steel at the moment.

He didn't come here to prove anything, or to claim glory or faith, and the fact that he had come to this battlefield as a nobleman of Typhon did not allow him to retreat under any circumstances.

In a violent wind, he ducked into the nearby clouds, and the miracle of the god of war sheltered him, allowing him to dodge the dragon's sharp eyes at a very dangerous distance, and taking the opportunity to stagger, he created a huge arc of electricity from the side, slashing it at the dragon with black scales, and with the glittering lightning and the extreme distance, he finally saw the details of the huge creature.

It was 100% a dragon, but it was not the same as the dragon he had seen in some ancient texts - he saw that the black dragon was covered with something like steel armor, but it was obviously not simple armor, between the heavy armor pieces, you could see obvious mechanical devices and runic connections, and the edges of the dragon's wings had more complex extensions, and the pale blue runes shone on those extensions, which reminded Cremont of the runes on the flying machines of the Cecil for the first time......

This complex set of devices was some kind of specialized "equipment", and apparently mass-produced, and these dragons were not "reinforcements" who relied on some opportunistic means to pull them to the battlefield, they were fully armed regular soldiers, and they were part of Cecil's military power.

This discovery was a wake-up call for Cremont.

A huge arc of electricity pierced the sky and struck the black dragon on the back, and the shield on the latter's body flashed, as if part of the arc had broken through the protection, causing the massive creature to roar in anger, but the deafening roar made Cremont shudder and be overjoyed - the other party was injured?

He had read descriptions of dragons in various texts, and although many of them had apocryphal elements, they all had one thing in common, that is, they repeatedly emphasized the strength of dragons - they were said to have invulnerable scales and innate magic resistance, and they had immense and infinite strength and surging vitality, and the strong below the legendary level could hardly inflict any fatal damage on an adult dragon, and the magic attacks below the high level could hardly penetrate even the dragons' innate magical defenses......

But an arc of lightning that he released from his quick spell just now actually injured the dragon? The strength of these dragons seems to be weaker than the books record......

Clemmont didn't know if there was a problem with the book or if there was something wrong with the dragons in front of him, but the fact that the latter could be injured by conventional magic was obviously an exciting thing, and he immediately shouted to the whole army in the teleportation technique: "Don't be intimidated by these dragons! They can be damaged by regular attacks! The numerical advantage is effective for them......"

A terrifying coercion suddenly swept from the side, and the rest of Clemmont's words came to an abrupt halt, and he only had time to glance to the side to see a red dragon rush out of a cloud of mist, the steel "ramminghorns" mounted on the dragon's jaws glowing in the flash of the explosion around it, and Clemmont saw the terrible creature open its mouth, and a blazing flame temporarily ended all his thoughts......

In the surrounding skies, however, more intense battles have just begun.

……

The Dragonwing mercenaries entered, and the scales of battle began to straighten, but for the first time, victory did not tip in Cecil's favor easily.

It's hard to describe the Typhonians with their undauntedness to death—this terrible blizzard was entirely on the enemy's side.

A soldier stood up from the side of the communication device and reported to Maryland in a loud voice: "General! The terminal arsenal carriage is badly damaged! All anti-aircraft artillery crews have been blown up, and the connection between the main gun and the power ridge has also broken in the round of air strikes just now! ”

“…… Let the soldiers withdraw from the terminal arsenal and abandon that section of carriage directly," Maryland thought for a moment and immediately ordered, "How far are we from the 21st Heights?" ”

"General, news came from the 21st Heights just now, their side was also attacked by a blizzard, and it may be difficult for the anti-aircraft artillery to support us at such a distance."

"I see," Maryland nodded, "maintain your current speed and continue moving towards the Shadow Swamp - contact the Wind Fortress and get the War Citizen into Line 3." ”

"Yes, General!"

Maryland nodded, frowning at the sky diagonally above, and in the light and shadow of the anti-aircraft guns and searchlights, he saw the griffon knights and battlemages of the Typhonians wrestling with flying machines and dragons, each of them surrounded by a powerful magical glow, and at the same time haunted by the clouds, some of them had broken through the intertwined firepower of the air defense line to the height of directly attacking the armored train, Fireballs and arcane missiles as powerful as small and medium-sized magic cannons continue to fall from the sky, exploding on the hulls of Earthly Monties and Iron Scepters or beside tracks.

This is beyond the limits of any human being's magical power, even a legendary powerhouse, in this kind of battle, he should show his weakness due to exhaustion, right?

The only explanation is that the magic of these Typhonites is endless, and the source of their power ...... Most likely, it was a massive blizzard.

At this moment, a violent shaking suddenly spread throughout the entire car body, the shaking was mixed with the screeching noise of the emergency braking of all the power units of the train, the speed of the armored train began to drop rapidly, and many people in the carriage almost fell to the ground, Maryland's thoughts were interrupted, he raised his head to look at the technical soldier next to the main console, and asked in a loud voice: "What happened!?" ”

"General!" The soldier replied in the same loud voice, "The railroad ahead has been blown up!" ”

It's finally happening.

Maryland's face darkened for a moment, and he noticed that the Iron Scepter armored train outside the carriage had crossed the earthly Monty Python and was moving on, the armored train with the engineering crew, and they were probably trying to repair the railroad that had been blown up in front of it despite the bombardment of the Typhons.

This kind of emergency repair plan is feasible if you only want to get out of the situation with temporary passage, but in the current situation, the probability of success is too low.

"Order the Iron Scepter to come back," Maryland ordered after a moment's thought, "where is the section of road ahead that was blown up?" ”

"Near junction 22, General."

"Alright, get close to Junction 22 and stop again, and let the Iron Scepter stand by over there," Maryland said quickly, "The Technic will pour all the cooling water into the radiator of the iridescent generator, and the power spine will be overloaded from now on - once the two cars meet, open all the heat dissipation grids." ”

"Yes, General!" The adjutant on the side immediately accepted the order, but then couldn't help but ask, "...... are you?"

"Didn't the people of Typhon want to keep our car?" Maryland said in a deep voice, "Give it to them, let's change the car." ”

The adjutant was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "But general, this car is the most powerful ...... on the Eastern Front"

"This car, it's just a weapon," Maryland said, looking at his adjutant, word for word, "and a replica of it will be out of the factory in two months." ”

“…… Yes, General! ”

……

Cremont awoke to a frenzied noise and whispering, and he found himself falling from the sky as the red dragon that had just slain himself was speeding over.

He immediately understood: he had "enjoyed" the miracle brought by the god of war.

Now, there is no turning back for him.

Out of the corner of his eye, several griffon knights were falling from the sky.

A flying machine was blasted into a huge fireball, disintegrating and sliding down in a southwesterly direction.

More than a dozen battle mages were besieging a blue dragon, the dragon was so scarred that it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it was killed by mortals, and among those mages there were constantly mortally wounded, some would be resurrected in the next instant, while others had exhausted the extra lives of the miracle and fell from the sky in a hideous and twisted manner.

Anti-aircraft fire from the ground is still tearing apart the sky, illuminating the iron-gray clouds, creating bright fireworks one after another in this blizzard.

All this is like a crazy dream.

Cremont allowed himself to fall, his eyes already on the ground and focused on the much larger steel train—he knew that the railroad ahead had been blown up, and that the most powerful mobile fortress that had done the most damage to the Winter Castle Line was destined to remain in this place today.

The appearance of the dragon was a huge accident, and this accident directly caused the situation of the battle between Clemmont and Parin Dongburg to deviate from the previous situation, Clemmont knew that the air raid force he led was very likely to be wiped out in this great air battle today, but it was precisely because of this that he had to destroy the train.

Otherwise, his and his comrades' sacrifices today would be meaningless.

The two armored trains approached in the valley, and suddenly, a large cloud of smoke formed by water vapor flooded Crémont's vision.

What happened?

Cremont was stunned for a moment, and it was for a moment that he suddenly felt his body be torn apart by a massive force - a cannonball exploded very close to him, and the deadly shock wave instantly tore his flesh and blood apart.

The second miracle was lost in a daze.

When Cremont awoke again from the frenzied whispers and even more cacophony of noises, he found himself in the vicinity of the larger mobile fortress, and a strange feeling filled his body and mind, as if there was something more in his body, something more in his head, a majestic voice constantly telling himself the truth that was incomprehensible to human beings, and his body that was familiar to him before...... It seems that some of them no longer belong to themselves.

He understood that this was his third life, and in this life, the god of war ...... The price of the miracle has already begun.

Even if he is not a believer in the god of war, as long as he is in this blizzard and has inherited the power given by God, he must act according to the rules of miracles.

The cloud formed by the water vapor below was still dense and seemed to be going away for a long time, but Clemmont knew she was falling in the right direction. There was no longer the slightest hesitation in his heart, and under conscious control, the endless magic began to converge towards his body, and these powerful forces even made his body burn, and in the final stage of the fall, he used his remaining strength to adjust his direction, so that he was facing southeast, facing the direction of Aldenan.

"Rosetta...... I'm just here watching ......."