Kahn flapped his wings and rose into the sky.
The Foxes and Wolfmen were stopped by the army of the Norton Kingdom. This was an unexpected turn of events. Although the Wolfheart Kingdom was only a vassal state and could not be considered as part of the Blackwing Clan, Kahn was still unwilling to lose his forces and decided to personally head to the battlefield at the Mawson River.
He recalled the previous battle. Stedt's Gryphon Legion had yet to appear, so the humans should still have a backup plan. However, if he could quickly deal with the infantry of the Norton Kingdom, he might be able to catch the humans off guard.
On the other hand, after receiving the inheritance of Azliers' mark, Kahn's strength had increased like never before. He urgently needed a battle to test the limits of his current abilities.
The black dragon quickly arrived at the Mawson River and spread out his senses to scan the entire battlefield.
In just a few short seconds, Kahn had absorbed a large amount of information from sounds and smells. These complex information passed through his brain and formed a huge bird's-eye view of the battlefield.
There was no need for anyone to report to him. At this moment, he already knew the situation of this area like the back of his hand.
Fifty thousand Norton infantrymen with heavy armor and spears formed a thorny iron flower formation to deal with the Foxes and Wolfmen. There were also twenty thousand light crossbowmen who were capable of long-distance shooting on the left and right sides of the battle formation. On the other hand, the Bilan Cavalry and Sun Knights rejoined the battle after being readied to cut off the reinforcements of the Battle Lizardmen.
"Let me see, where is the breakthrough?"
Kahn searched for his target. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
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The dragon let out a ferocious roar and swooped down from the sky. It plunged into the battlefield and swept up snow and dust in the air. At the same time, it used its strong front claws to flip over the shield wall in front of it.
Its appearance made everyone on the battlefield seem small and weak. When it ran, it was like a steel chariot full of spikes, shaking the earth and causing the snow to rise to the height of two people. Although this fellow did not look as strong as the Red Dragon, its strength was still not to be underestimated. It could trample anyone it collided with into meat paste.
"Kahn."
The snow was swept up by the wind and slapped onto Tyner's face. He could feel the deep, scorching energy. He found that this guy was completely different from the other black dragons. He was also different from the legendary Dark Emperor. That indescribable body full of scars and those weirdly twisted and broken wings made people shudder at the sight of it.
Turner stared intently at the dragon known as the Black Death God. It was as though he could see through its ugly body and see the gigantic, iron-like heart in its body. The heart was beating proudly, radiating a deep level of evil.
"It's … the Abyss," Turner calmly judged. "The smell of the Devil."
"Retreat and reorganize the formation!"
The commander roared.
The soldiers of the Norton Kingdom quickly retreated. However, humans were no match for a dragon in terms of speed. The Black Reaper quickly caught up with the retreating soldiers. Its lightning-fast speed allowed its horns to easily pierce through the heavy armor of the Norton Kingdom. The strong soldiers were casually lifted up and thrown high into the air before falling heavily to the ground.
A few elite soldiers retreated to the sides. While being chased, they suddenly stopped, rolled on the ground, and then raised their spears at an angle to counterattack.
They tried to deal with the Black Death God using the usual method of besieging and killing dragons. However, to their surprise, the spears could not pierce through Kahn's legs at all. Its scales were full of gaps and cracks, but they were as hard as the dead iron of the Black Rock Mountain.
Flames.
Blazing flames gushed out of Kahn's mouth. As he twisted his neck, the flames rolled and swept across the battlefield. The snow was quickly melted into rising steam. The soldiers wailed in the flames as they painfully lost their lives.
The Black Death God's actions lived up to its name. It massacred and reaped lives.
"Where's my sword?"
Turner waved his hand behind him. Two Norton soldiers walked up to him with exaggeratedly shaped swords. He looked at the approaching figure of the dragon, jumped off his warhorse, and held the sword in his hand.
"General, it's not safe here."
The guard beside him reminded, "We should retreat."
"You don't understand." Turner shook his head and pointed at the dragon not far away. "It's coming for me."
He took a deep breath and walked forward on foot.
"You are the commander personally appointed by the king and Commander Stedt. If an accident happens, the morale of the entire legion will be affected."
The personal guards stopped Turner. "If we're going to fight this monster, it should be us soldiers."
"You don't understand. It's precisely because I'm the commander that I should charge at the front," Turner said in a low voice.
Turner said in a low voice, "Moreover, I'm not just a commander. I'm also a warrior known for my bravery.
Alright, if you're not afraid, then come with me and kill this guy. "
"Raise your spears!"
He suddenly shouted to the soldiers around him.
Turner's guards and the soldiers around him immediately gathered around him. There were about a hundred people in total. They held their spears in their right hands and collectively knelt down, waiting for the next order.
"Blessing!" Turner shouted.
The mages who were heavily protected at the back began to cast spells. A series of buff spells such as "Strength Enhancement", "Delayed Explosion", "Weapon Sharpening", "Armor Penetration" and so on were activated and descended on the area where the hundred people knelt down.
Kahn heard the sound and looked at the hundred people not far away with his flame-like eyes. He had a premonition that the other party seemed to want to do something. He spread his wings.
"Lock him down!"
The soldiers hiding behind the battle formation shield wall threw out thick and long iron chains, nets and chains. These were all common tools that humans used when hunting dragons. As early as the moment Kahn arrived, the soldiers were already prepared. As soon as General Turner gave the order, they immediately threw the chains high up. The front end was a curved hook full of barbs, which hung firmly on Kahn's scales.
With thousands of soldiers pulling at the same time, even a Red Dragon in his prime would find it difficult to break free in a short time. Kahn spread his wings but could not fly. He was pulled apart by the concerted efforts of the soldiers and was firmly locked in place.
"Throw!"
This was the last order.
The one hundred people who knelt down immediately acted. They divided into two groups and threw their spears at the Black Death. The first group aimed at Kahn's eyes. That was one of the few weak points on the dragon's body that was not covered by its scales. They were very accurate and obviously well-trained. The spears whistled through the air.
Kahn raised his head high. There was a suppressed growl in his throat as he exhaled from his mouth.
It was acid, the super strong acid that belonged to the ancestors of the Black Dragon. When the spears were stained by the splashed acid, fine foam immediately appeared on the surface of the spears. During the flight, they quickly dissolved at an unimaginable speed and turned into a pile of charred rust residue.
The scene was so horrifying that it left everyone dumbfounded. However, Turner did not stop his order because of this. As soon as the acid landed, the second round of spears was thrown at Kahn. This time, they were aimed at the mouth and throat of the Black Death God after it opened its mouth to exhale.
Kahn's reaction was very fast. He closed his mouth and shook his head to avoid the attack. As a result, most of the spears only hit his teeth and scales and fell down with the sound of steel colliding. Only one spear was embedded between his teeth.
"Boom!"
"Delayed Blast" took effect. The spell exploded in Kahn's mouth. The power of the explosion was so strong that he felt excruciating pain. The dragon raised his head high and a string of dark red blood flowed down his chin.
At the same time, Kahn raised his giant claw and slammed it on the ground. A ring of flame bloomed around him, and the soldiers around him were overturned. They could no longer hold on to the chains in their hands. The Black Death God broke free from his shackles and strode toward Turner.