Six hundred and fifty-nine The true power of Mirjos and the hammer of autumn
Gale cliffs, halfling legend pacing back and forth in the underground cavern, with his hands behind his back, looking restless.
The cave was quite wide, and there were four or five halflings tall and majestic half-dragons standing around it, making the little self unusually small in the giant-like space. But the sound of his pacing was like the center of the whole space, and the rough breathing of the half-dragon man was only the background like the sound of the wind.
Dioto's Flying Boat Force attacked at dawn, and it was already afternoon, and there was still no news.
According to the speed of the flying boat, even if they had been fighting west of Kist for two hours, it would have been time to return by now, but none of the flying boats had returned.
Dioto was wearing the communication ring he had given, and whether it was a win or a defeat or something else, he should have said something, but there was no news. After contacting him several times, Dioto's communication ring didn't respond, and this damn subspace storm made it unclear to him if the communication ring was invalid.
He actually expected this situation, and gave another guy a summoning ring before leaving. The guy he secretly arranged for Dioto to spy on the Flying Boat troops, and he also lost contact.
Mirhos had the illusion that he didn't actually send the Flying Boat troops...... No, he doesn't actually have a flying boat force!
"Something must have gone wrong, something has gone wrong. ”
The set deadline had passed, and the flying boat still hadn't returned, and the halfling's heartbeat was a little faster.
As he walked out of the hall, a group of half-dragons with Mithril machetes followed him like a whole wall of columns, making a rumbling of footsteps through the hall.
Step out of the tall arch and come to a huge cavern that is even more magnificent. Mist accumulated at the top of the stone wall hundreds of meters high, like clouds clasping more than ten square kilometers in full, like the zenith of the underground world.
Outside the arch is a lone stone platform hanging a hundred meters above the cave wall, and Mirhos looks down from the high platform, and countless bonfires flicker and jump like stars in the cave.
Behind him were half-dragon guards, covered in scales and with heads that were also dragon heads, but with human limbs and stubby tails that walked upright. The handles of the machetes hit the ground at the same time, and they roared like stones falling into a pool of water, creating a ripple in the cave.
The half-dragon people whose scales reflected the light of the fire stood up in the center of the campfire and looked at the high platform in unison. Thousands of pairs of dragon pupils, either scarlet or yellow, converged on the halfling, and the roars echoed like a tide.
"Prepare for dinner, and set off at sunset!"
The halfling opened his mouth and spewed out a shock wave that was almost visible to the naked eye, giving orders to the half-dragon army in dragon language.
The original plan was to attack the convoy to verify the combat effectiveness of the Flying Boat Force and at the same time eliminate the main air force of the Crimson Church.
After the flying boat returned to the lair and rested for a while, he once again covered the ground force he had amassed and launched a general attack on the Crimson Church.
Feint the Mobile Fortress site with the remaining Wyverns, suppress the Crimson Church's airplane lair with some of the Flying Boats, and bring the Floating Ships, Elite Wyverns, and another part of the Flying Boats to cover the Dragon's Lair and drop this army into Beta, the Crimson Church's lair.
The time limit set by the master was approaching, and he had to smash all the weights in his hand before he could get more help. This army of half-dragons, which is close to 10,000, is the hole card that he has endured and never thrown.
The dragon's ability to reproduce is extremely terrifying, and the greatest significance of Zatak Elon is not combat power, but a tool for reproduction. The two female iron dragons gave birth to tens of thousands of dragon eggs, like a puppet barracks, producing a steady stream of white steel wyverns, rusty wyverns, and these half-dragon people.
Under normal circumstances, dragon eggs born from mating between dragons will only hatch young dragons. The vast majority of young dragons will die early due to the mismatch between the dragon spirit and the bloodline, or become food for siblings and even parents. Most of those who survived by luck could not survive the growth period of young dragons for decades or even hundreds of years.
Only those lucky ones whose bloodlines are pure, or whose dragon spirits are highly synchronized with their bloodlines, will be carefully cared for by their parents and eventually become members of the dragon family.
As a dragon warlock, Milhaus was fortunate enough to obtain all kinds of top-secret knowledge about dragon breeding, and his master also gave him a magical potion, so that he could rely on a few low-level dragons to create an army that could conquer the sky and the earth in a short time.
Whether it is a white steel wyvern or a rusty wyvern, they are all deteriorated from dragon eggs. These half-dragons are also derived from dragon eggs, but are neutralized by special methods and potions, mixing human blood. It is even more necessary to add some corrupting minds to the potion, to control the mind, and to ensure that only he is obeyed.
The battle with the Crimson Church was just a prelude, and now, it's time for them to realize the true power of Mirjoth!
These half-dragons are all at least level three, coupled with their strong bodies and the dragon's anti-demon characteristics, each of them is a powerful existence comparable to a level four or five heroes. In the old days, an ordinary team of adventurers might not be able to kill a half-dragon. An army of 8,000 half-dragons is enough to wipe out a country!
Of course, half-dragons also have great flaws, like those wyverns hatched from deteriorated dragon eggs, they only have a lifespan of three or five years, which is equivalent to a one-time consumable.
It's an ominous sign that the flying boat didn't come back, but if you act before something bad happens, the balance of victory will still tilt in your favor, after all, the one who covers you is a powerful existence that is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Send twice as many air sentinels......"
The uneasiness in Milhaus's mind dissipated for the most part, but his cautious nature did not allow him to completely ignore the possibility of surprise.
He turned around and ordered his subordinates, the tall guards carefully selected behind him, and the dragon's face was blank.
"Damn, forget these guys have brains like stones......"
Milhaus wiped his face and sent a magical message to his human minions.
He didn't forget to explain other things clearly: "Bring all the food below, and those vassals, and inform them to prepare for battle." ”
Speaking of vassals, Mirhos remembered the human mage he had met the other day, what was his name?
The name is unrememberable, but the halfling still remembers this man deeply, not only because he is Kidina's younger brother, but also because he actually brought a well-equipped kobold puppet army, which at first glance is the remnant of the Atlas left behind.
Is that guy a vassal?
The halfling thought about it and felt that it should be counted as Zatak Elon and Kidina's people. It's better not to let him doubt until the value of Zatak Elon is completely drained.
He added to his subordinates: "That kobold...... Lord, leave it alone. ”
Scratching the top of his head, the halfling added: "Pick some young women from the food and send them to me, remember to have big butts." ”
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Gale Crags are the highest point of the Gale Mountains, with craggy rocky peaks reaching into the sky, surrounded by several valleys of varying heights.
At the edge of the open valley at the bottom, a tent was hastily spread out, and humans, half-elves, gray elves, and kobolds came and went, looking no different from the other camps scattered around the valley.
On the hill wall against which the camp rested, several kobold armor struck a sentry posture and looked left and right, just like the other camps. This valley is full of the marquis's vassal troops, and it is common for them to quarrel and rob each other, and even fight with each other, and they are extremely wary of each other.
However, not all kobolds in the armor, there is a halfling shrunken in one armor, observing the sky through a modified field of vision.
Three wyverns rose from the cliff in the distance, flew into the air and vanished, and the armor hurried down the mountain wall.
"Miljos has sent three more stealth sentinels, and now there are a total of seven sentinels in the sky......"
The halfling reported to the bat, and Damia nodded, looking at the ragged, dirty-faced gray elf: "Nanas, send the message." ”
A few days ago, escorted by the Intelligence Bureau, the Silk Witch who joined the team began to send an announcement on the Silk Radio.
Another sue entered the tent, camouflaged, silenced and snooped on. Due to the backward social system of the Byxters, their cover-up was seen as being wary of other lords without suspicion of spies.
"The enemy has begun to transfer slaves on a large scale, as if to be taken to the bottom," said the deceased, "but unfortunately we have not yet figured out what monsters are keeping in Mirjos down there, but we can only vaguely hear the herald say that he has slipped out and called slaves food." ”
"It could be other dragons, so it's certain that these slaves are for food," Damia gritted her teeth, "but we don't have time to find out, there are thousands of humans, and we can't watch them eaten alive." ”
Rezling, who was next to him, felt the right to say something, "I'm sorry, I didn't find out about this at Kidina's. ”
Damia shook her head: "Don't blame yourself, you have made a great contribution by taking us into this place in the past few days." ”
The bat tentatively said, "We...... Create some chaos first?"
Rezlin's kobold troops, as soon as they arrived outside the Gale Mountains, were accepted by Milhaus and pulled directly to the valley under the cliffs to stand by.
Here they discovered that Millhos actually had quite a few ground troops, and they were preparing for battle, and that they were holding thousands of human slaves. In addition, there is a complex underground structure under the Gale Cliffs, and what monsters are raised by Mirhos below, human slaves should be used as food for the monsters underground.
This information, along with the terrain around the Gale Cliffs, as well as information about Mirhoth's floating ship and the location of the dragon's lair, was sent back through Nanas. Now Nanas is in direct contact with Operation Hammer's command.
Damia, the half-blood grey elf, groaned for a moment and sighed, "No, this will make a huge change in the whole operation, the original arrangements will have to be readjusted, and we can't take risks." ”
When she was in distress, Nanas suddenly whispered with joy: "Received a code!"
"The hammer of autumn is crying for a long time......"
"Break my heart with a cold, painful breath ......"
The little girl pronounced poetic sentences in a crisp and tender tone, and although she did not understand why she used such a hidden language, everyone present understood that it meant that the troops would arrive in ten minutes.
"Act now!"
Damia's resolute order made those who had come into contact with Catherine feel a very similar atmosphere: "The troops went into cover positions and prepared to seize positions after the end of the first phase. Bats, you have a reconnaissance team in place, keep in touch with the command, and correct and supplement information at any time!"
The people moved, and Rezlin ran out of the tent, beckoning Gollum and a few kobold officers to assemble and move their positions.
When he was done, he looked up at a cliff somewhere above the valley, and Rezlin's heart sank.
Kidina was still there, with the steel dragon that could already turn into a human, and although she was already a stranger, he still couldn't bear to watch her die in the merciless attack that was about to come.
After a moment of battle between the heavens and the human in his heart, Rezlin activated the communication ring, and the ring that Kidina gave him happened to be able to use it once.
"What's wrong? was taken advantage of by other lords or what?"
Gidina responded quickly, not running this time, and her tone was lazy, as if she had just finished running.
Rezlin didn't know what to say for a moment, "Uh...... Nothing, just a little ...... Missed you. ”
"Haha, Xiao Lei, it's really rare to hear you say such things", Qidina's response was also very enthusiastic: "Do you know that my sister is the best? Don't worry, I will take good care of you!"
"If you think like that, my sister won't be able to satisfy you. Now my sister is not human, you can't afford it, you know? You're going to be by me. ”
"As I said, I don't know what you think about mixing with kobolds, and if you don't correct it well, you're afraid it's really going to be a dog. Well, I'll ask the slave camp to send you a few women, and I still have that power. ”
Hearing the words "not human", Rezlin's heart sank, his breathing became rapid, and he finally said his heart: "Kidina, I'm a little scared now, what are you going to become...... No, what the hell do you want?"
"Sure enough, it's a question that only weak humans ask, Xiao Lei, what do I want......"
Kidina's tone also turned cold: "Do you think I just want to gain strength and return the pain I suffered a hundred times a thousand times before? No, I don't regret what I experienced now, it was that experience that made me see the truth of the world. ”
She said heartily: "What I want is to climb to a higher place, to trample more people under my feet, whether it is pain or happiness, give it to them as I wish." Xiao Lei, you are my possession, so I will give you happiness, follow me well, don't be afraid and hesitate anymore!"
Rezlin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Yes, I don't hesitate anymore. ”
After the communication was completed, the faint brilliance on the ring dissipated, and it became a mythril ring that no longer had any function.
"Very well, I don't have to have my friend's blood on my hands", the sound of the bat sounded nearby, and Rezlin shuddered.
The bat patted him on the shoulder: "Even if it is a former relative and lover, fate is such a thing, if you make a choice, others can't change it, you have done your best." ”
Rezlin nodded slowly, glanced at the cliff again, and followed the bat out of the camp.
The vassals of the other camps didn't pay attention to the small movement here, they thought that the kobolds were preparing for battle, just like themselves.
At this time, the valley was filled with the noisy atmosphere of sharpening knives. Everywhere on the cliffs, Milhaus's subordinates were installing propeller racks for the White Steel Wyvern, feeding the Rusty Wyvern, inspecting the condition of the floating ship and the dragon's lair, and carrying weapons, ammunition, and various supplies.
In a cavern deep in the cliffs, Mirjos walked under a long wooden frame with a red fruit human body tied with its limbs wide open, like a pig cut open in a slaughterhouse.
He held a hammer with a long handle, the size of his head, and stabbed upwards one by one, judging by the feeling and the screams. From under the flesh he walked by, blood was dripping down, as if the slaughtered pig had not finished bleeding.
"So civilians can't do it, it's hard to find a Kirdina like that. ”
The halfling muttered dissatisfiedly, and at this moment, an extremely subtle fluctuation swept into his heart, making him flustered.
It was the feeling of some kind of voice in the sky, very familiar.
What is it?
Buzzing, a bit like a mosquito fly......
The halfling stopped, and he didn't notice the blood dripping from the hammer on his body.
Then his eyes widened, and he shouted, "The enemy is attacking ——!."