"Boom!"

Massive glaciers crashed down on the Sarebon Empire's formations, covering almost half of the soldiers, and the huge chilling mountains didn't have any extra strength on their own, but they were large enough and heavy enough to provide unimaginable destructive power.

The moment it hit its target, it shattered, and the iceberg collapsed into countless huge ices that fell to the ground, smashed into the snow, and slid and crushed the Sariben army that had not been hit head-on by the glacier mountain, and for a moment, Sariben's army had no chance to act except to evade and defend.

A semi-circular massive barrier of magic appeared at the top of the army, and it was this shield forged by the mages and wizards in the army that resisted the first head-on collision of the glacier, and at this moment it was full of cracks, and the mages who maintained and composed this magic shield were also damaged by varying degrees of magic backlash.

"How so, why did the dragons appear in Alestale, and there were so many dragons, shouldn't they have disappeared from the continent long ago, why did they attack us at this moment." literature

Eventually, some of the soldiers asked in disbelief who they were not knowing who they were carrying this time to crush Arestler's border defenses with enough force to crush Arestler's border defenses under the estimated circumstances, but the dragons from Dragon Island had completely shattered their original plans.

"Retreat, find a way to retreat! This is not an enemy that we can deal with, use strange objects, let the mages and wizards recover a wave, and lead the army away, this battle cannot be fought, the legendary target dragon is the most ordinary dragon in the dragon clan, we have no chance of winning!"

The commander under the double protection of the wizard and mage urgently gave an order, and the situation at this moment really has no reason to continue fighting, and if it drags on, there will be no second result except for *** drop.

A huge circle of light appeared in the army of Sariben, and the green light sprinkled the powerful repair power throughout the army, repairing the broken armor of the soldiers, the cracked magic shield above the military formation, and the fatigue of the knights' flesh and the mana deficiency suffered by the mages.

"A strategic-level artifact, the Radiant Staff of Redemption, I didn't expect Sariben to bring this strange thing, it seems that their possessiveness for this old relic has reached a rather exaggerated level."

Edward looked at the huge circle of light that lit up in the middle of the military formation, and said to himself with a smile, Strategic-level strange things? The Scepter of Salvation, once a day, provides a huge range of repair powers, not only for the flesh, but also for all kinds of broken artifacts.

This is almost equivalent to bringing a desperate army back to its peak condition on the battlefield, or making all the wounded at once no longer a burden but a fighting force, and its strong strategic significance is needless to say, and to bring this strange object is enough to show Sariben's determination.

Unfortunately, their determination did not give Sareben's army any resistance in the face of the dragon army from the Dragon Isles, and the moment the glacier cracked and the restoration aperture appeared, the rest of the dragons of all colors unleashed their attacks without pause

Blazing fireballs, arctic rays rushing through the sky, acid-eroded rain clouds that obscure the sky, storm spirals that cut everything through, and earth-shattering leylines blast......

Attacks from the dragons poured down, and without the slightest mercy they fell into the formation of the Sariben army, which had just recovered some of their form, and fled, resisted? Inexistent.

Wailing that they had been killed in the storm of energy of the riot, Sariben's soldiers and weeds fell and died without distinction, and the momentum when they came was like a rainbow, but now they were like lost dogs struggling to resist and flee, and the changes in between, were so great that people were emotional.

"Do you need to keep your hands?"

Irelian's voice came to Edward's ears.

"The main purpose of this time is to deter, since they have invaded the territory of Arestler, in my opinion, there is no reason to let them leave alive, and the brutal slaughter of the invaders is enough to give the surrounding kingdoms of Alestale enough deterrence."

"Of course, I don't have the will or ability to order you, everything is subject to your decision, after all, it is not Alestaler himself who can get your help."

Edward responded, his words quite polite, although it was indeed pleasant to watch these dragons unleash their incomparably powerful power, destroying the invading enemy in the blink of an eye, but he also knew very well that the dragons were not a force that "belonged" to Alestaler, and could be relied on but not mistaken for their own identity or relied on too much.

"This is my brother's favorite human kingdom, and you are also a dear friend of my friends, so don't be so inhibited, we dragons will be allies of Alestale."

From Irelian's answer, since he already knows Edward's thoughts, there is no need to leave any more hands, the space where the dragons flap their wings and stay ushered in a moment of magic***, all the dragons have increased their power release strength to the peak, and in an instant, the devastating torrent of destruction completely overwhelmed the army of Sarebon invading Alessler.

The Sariben army that invaded the territory of Arestler was completely wiped out, and the original army was located, leaving only potholes and devastated land, and the ice and snow accumulated around it for many years were melted by the heat released by *** energy, leaving some hot spring pits with billowing white gas for a short time.

"With such a great loss, it should be able to completely test the attitude of the surrounding kingdoms, whether the entire kingdom is coerced and even distorted, or is it forcibly controlled by those beings who sit on thrones, just like Seventan or Arestler once did? Do you dare to force another war with Alestaler against everyone's opposition?"

On the battlefield where all the enemy forces were annihilated, Edward picked up the strange object called the Scepter of Salvation from a boiling puddle, and muttered to himself as he looked at the Sariben team that had fled quickly beyond the border, it was the intelligence group that had not followed the Sariben army into Alestale, and Edward needed them to bring the information back to the Sarebon Empire.

"No matter how you think about it, this friendship has brought so much to Alestaler, and it's such a rare blessing."

Shaking his head with a slight smile, Edward looked back towards Winterfell where the dragons had landed in human form, praying that the news of the rest of the Alestale's borders in the communication network had been delivered, and that as the "Grand Duke of the North" at this moment, he would have to entertain these guests from afar.

On the western border of Arestler, the army from the Kingdom of Visconti faced a dilemma as they looked at the Alestrian army blocking the way.

According to the intelligence, Alestale's national strength is not strong to this extent, although as the border of the kingdom, it is natural to have a large number of defenders, but this level of garrison, for the kingdom that still has three borders to guard, is it a bit too exaggerated.

The Western Avenue in front of it was surrounded by several low hills, and at this moment it was densely packed with Alestrale's army, except for ordinary mage knights, on the already set up city walls, a large number of magic cannons were erected at an extremely high density, and even the surrounding hills were already covered with iron horsemen and mage arrays.

The soldiers from the Kingdom of Visconti had no doubt that if they tried to break through, their army did not know how many people would die, and it was probably impossible to shake the impregnable defense.

The soldiers probably couldn't have imagined that it was their commander who was more devastated than them, and he knew the four people who were in front of the Alestale defenders' array, who seemed to be enemy generals.

"Grand Duke of the Four Realms, four legends, Alestaler is going crazy?! They don't want the rest of the borders? Bringing all the forces together to deal with us would be crazy, wouldn't ......?"

His mind was in a state of confusion at the moment, the situation was so unreasonable, and he couldn't understand what Alestaler's extremely inexplicable strategic arrangement was.

For a moment, he even thought of a possibility that made him sweat profusely, and Alesler realized that he could not survive the siege of the four countries, and instead chose to rush out of the western frontier and lead all his troops into the relatively weak kingdom of Visconti, where it was possible to take revenge or forcibly seize the ruling power.

All of a sudden, the entire Visconti army fell into a dead silence, advancing was the impregnable defenders who could not be breached, and retreating, it was a military order from within the kingdom, they never had a choice

capabilities......

In the southern border of the kingdom, a huge wall of golden light stands on the entrance road of the kingdom, holding the side of the holy book of light? Stuart, standing at the top of this giant sacred wall created by him and the clergy of the Cult of Light behind him, *** upper body, revealing an extremely strong body, looked at the invader army from the southern Zelen Empire below with a slight smile.

"Invading the rest of the kingdoms is an evil act that the Cult of Light cannot ignore, and please think carefully about whether to return here or go to war with us."

Shouting loudly, Father Fang made his position and what he was doing here, the prestige of the Cult of Light, and the knights who were all wearing the heavy armor of the Holy Knights of the Cult of Light behind the giant holy wall that Father Fang was standing on, and the team of Priests of the Holy Word who cooperated with them all exerted huge pressure on the heads of Emperor Zelun's *** team at this moment.

The face was ugly, the commanders of the Zelen Emperor's *** team were facing exactly the same predicament as the army of the Visconti Kingdom, if he could, he definitely didn't want to face the group of big guys and paladins of the Cult of Light.

Even without the power of the God of Light, this group of fierce men is still the top knight order in the continent, and with a priest by his side and a God of Light who can really manifest above his head, the Holy Knights of the God of Light Sect will be a terrifying team that will sweat no matter which powerful kingdom is facing it.

To fight with the Cult of Light, or to disobey the already inexplicable military order, which one should you choose......

And no matter what happens in the end, there is no doubt that Alestale, a human kingdom with little status and fame, has completely spread its name throughout the continent with a sudden burst of power today.