Chapter 147 The Confrontation between the Black Dragon and the Red Dragon
Eno Oak Desert.
The sky seemed exceptionally clear, with only a few thin white clouds floating in the sky. The red sun disk hung very low, spreading the surging heat waves onto the golden desert.
At this time, an irregular oval portal appeared on the land filled with yellow sand.
As the portal glowed with rainbow-colored light, fifty ghost mages and two entire teams of about two hundred stone golems and flesh golems walked out with heavy steps.
Blackguard Garon held the control staff that controlled the construct golem and kept gesticulating.
From his sharp and rapid movements, Hajhorna, the master of the gray stone tower from the ghost city of Sultanza, the Hand of the High King, knew that this dark guard who believed in the Lost Lady was furious.
Stupid!
Hajhorna pondered, and then he began to speculate on his disciple's thoughts on this expedition.
Garen is a Dark Guardian whose strength has reached the legendary realm. There is no doubt about his strength.
But it was only now that the Hand of the High King realized that young Garen had never actually seen a battle.
The Shadow Empire has not suffered the baptism of war for dozens of centuries.
Garen learned quickly and received efficient training in the Lost Lady's monastery, and has been assigned the responsibility of coordinating reconnaissance patrols in the deserted lands of the Shadow Plane.
Hajhorna suddenly thought that his disciples had never really left the City of Shadows to come into contact with every bit of the material world.
The original road leading to Mokou Town disappeared again. Black Guard Garen continued to control the construct golem. He also found that some other flat roads were also inexplicably buried by wind and sand, so that he had to walk in the hot weather. The desert changes the course of travel.
This strange phenomenon made even Hajhorna frown involuntarily.
Who is causing trouble secretly?
This damn troublemaker not only seriously slowed down his marching speed, but also made it impossible for him to detect the enemy's position even if he used magic.
To make matters worse, he saw Garen suddenly stop again and had to stop and take a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.
When he started to act again, Hajhorna could even feel that his face, which was covered by a dark black steel mask, was full of anger.
Obviously, he received some bad news through magical communication.
"Tower Master." The Dark Guard took a deep breath, restrained his inner anger, and said to him, "...the scout team I just sent out was completely wiped out again, and many of the dead scouts were shadows. Guard assassins, including a ghost mage with exemplary strength."
This young Dark Guard is still too impatient. He thinks this conquest will be easy? Do you think that even one of your companions will not die?
However, the cruel truth made him discover that so many of his men had died without even seeing the shadow of the enemy.
Hajhorna thought, and this was not the first time.
He was wondering whether it was a wrong decision to let Garen be in charge of commanding this war. Maybe he should bring another of his students, the strongest student.
Dark Guard Garen saw the stern look cast by his teacher, and he knew that he had aroused the teacher's dissatisfaction.
After a while, he finally realized that he might have angered the Hand of the High King even more than that bad report.
"Is the team still moving forward?" Hajhorna asked coldly.
Jialong cleared his throat and said to him, "The Black Lion Tribe and Gray Wolf Tribe of the Bedai Barbarians have arrived at the territory of Mokou Town, and have also made contact with the defenders ambushing there. Hands, they will definitely win.”
Hajhorna closed his eyes and nodded, approving of Garon's sudden renewed optimism.
The troops responsible for attacking from the side were not only the more than 1,000 barbarian warriors of the Bedai tribe. He had long known that Garen had also secretly dispatched 15 ghost mages and more than 200 Cyclops to assist this group of brains. They are all muscular nomadic barbarians.
Although their main force failed to join forces with the Bedai barbarians as promised, Hajihorna believed that this might be a good choice.
Because when they were fighting the people in Mokou Town, if the barbarian warriors suddenly burst out from the flanks, they would definitely catch the enemy by surprise.
Hajhorna's eyes suddenly opened and asked: "Is there any news from the Mokou Mountains?"
"The Zhentarim sent an army of hobgoblins. They have launched an attack. The two sides are fighting inextricably. Moreover, the evil creatures from the Stormhorn Mountains and the Jondas mercenaries from Sembia have also entered the town of Mokou. Within the territory." Garen replied.
Hajhorna's expression became surly. He had seen the hobgoblin army in the Mokou Mountains. This was a hobgoblin army that not only had strong cohesion but was also very militant.
Numerically speaking, there are close to a thousand hobgoblin soldiers, as well as several times as many kobolds and goblins, mercenaries and evil creatures. Although they are not worth mentioning, compared to the empty desert mouth Town, they are exactly like an extremely sharp back-stabbing knife.
This made him hate the Zhentarim. This group of Bane's followers actually took advantage of the opportunity of his fight with the army in Mokou Town to rob him behind his back and seize the fruits of his victory.
Faced with this situation, he was helpless for the time being, which made him hate the ghost prince Desude who remained neutral even more in his heart.
If he gets his help, he can even fight with Desude to the mage tower in Arabe City.
“We can’t waste any more time.”
Hajhorna stared at the nervous Black Guard Garen and suddenly said:
“If we continue like this, we The army that defeated Mokou Town will be defeated by the Zhentarim. Please pass on my order to advance at all costs and destroy the army of Mokou Town before dark."
Listen. After completing the instructions of the Hand of the High King, Dark Guard Garen's eyes widened in fear.
Because when he left the floating city of Sultansa for the first time and left the shadow-covered sky, he stood on the Scimitar Peak Mountains and looked up at the bright sunshine, and he was immediately completely conquered by the scorching brilliance.
The light made him dizzy, as did many other humans who had turned into ghosts.
He felt empty and helpless there, and felt extremely vulnerable.
In the eyes of humans in the material world, the shining light that symbolizes hope is too strong and bright for sensitive ghost people.
Now he lets his army fight against the enemies of Mokou Town under the desert sun...
He couldn't imagine how much fighting power the mages and knights transformed into ghosts would show in this situation.
Hajhorna did not appreciate Garon's frightened expression. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said to him:
"I know what you are worried about, but we have absolute Advantages, there is no need to worry about losing this battle. Our mage can release the dark sky to block the sun. Each of our constructed golems can withstand the charge of at least two purple dragon knights, several times the number of enemy spellcasters. The Ghost Mage can even easily suppress the War Mage's magic."
"Besides, I have a backup plan."
He added coldly: "One comes from the dragon's back. The blue dragon lich in the ridge, a mature black dragon who came from the distant sea swamps for support, and a large lizardman army led by the black dragon are all allies that can change the situation of the war."
Hearing this, the young Dark Guard finally felt relieved, and suddenly felt that the sunlight above his head was no longer so hot.
“Hurry up and go!” Hajhorna looked at Galen in a daze and shouted suddenly.
Garen bowed and walked away quietly.
However, before he could go far, he saw a shadow floating in the sky, and a shadow dragon that had reached the ancient dragon stage descended from the sky.
This made him stop.
"Master." Shadow Dragon sprayed out a ball of cold shadow energy from its nostrils, and reported its reconnaissance information to the Hand of the Supreme King, "The army in Mokou Town is less than ten kilometers away from us, and their goal is very clear. The location is right here.”
“Well done!” Hajhorna and Gallon shouted almost in unison.
Garen was embarrassed, not daring to look the teacher in the eyes, but chose to listen.
"Have you investigated the cause of the scout's death?" Hajhorna asked his familiar. "I feel a very powerful dragon wandering in the desert." The Shadow Dragon trembled, "I'm not sure if he is the real culprit behind the scenes."
"The one that can make you feel scared." Hajhorna glanced at the Shadow Dragon thoughtfully, "Then, at least it is an ancient dragon."
His thoughts were quickly thinking about Eno All the five-color dragons and metal dragons in the Oak Desert, the Kingdom of Cormyr, and the Sunset Mountains.
After being unable to determine the identity of the enemy, he finally realized the crisis he was facing.
However, what reassures him is that for him, he and his magic pet can completely deal with an ancient dragon and the female lord of Arabel City.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scolded the ghost prince Desude again in his heart.
He did not dare to waste time and immediately signaled Garen to prepare to meet the enemy.
Then, he and the Shadow Dragon gathered their aura together, flew deep into the mountains and hid, quietly observing the battle between the two armies, and patiently waiting for the enemy to take action.
At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.
On a mountain road leading from the Far Sea Swamp to the Eno Oak Desert, the prime black dragon Saroras is leading his lizardman army to converge at the location designated by Hajhorna.
Suddenly!
A shadow fell from the sky, low on the grass.
The black dragon Sarolas suddenly raised his head. He heard the sharp sound of wind and the huge roar he was familiar with.
Then he found that all his lizard men were lying on the ground trembling, with fear on their faces.
The black dragon quickly flapped its wings, jumped up, and flew to a high ground, overlooking the uninvited guests.
He saw two huge wings propped up on the grass, and in the middle was a crimson scale monster about the same size as him.
The monster had long sharp claws hanging on its chest, a long and thick neck above it, and a pair of ferocious eyes at the top. Behind him, a long and thick tail dragged behind the hill.
Oh my God! It turned out to be a dragon! A red dragon!
His dragon body is as big as mine and he has grown so fat, so his life must be very good. Only a powerful dragon will never worry about food, let alone like when he left I was still hungry when I was in the dragon's nest.
The black dragon Salolas was so surprised that he even forgot to swallow his saliva.
The dragon glanced at him slowly and fiercely, its wings kept flapping, and its lava-colored eyes stared proudly at the southern sky.
Black Dragon's eyes shrank in fear, and then he suddenly woke up.
He is a dragon, and I am also a dragon. Why should I be afraid of him?
After thinking about this problem, he immediately turned his pair of dark and evil eyes, deliberately showing a ferocious look, to face the red dragon.
He slashed his claws into the stone pile in a demonstration. Amidst the deafening thunder and thunder, the stone cracked and sparks appeared.
The black dragon thought that his actions would scare away the red dragon. Who would have thought that the other party would take a sharp breath, and he saw smoke and flames billowing out of his mouth full of sharp teeth. It instantly erupted into a sea of fire, swallowing up a large area of shivering lizardmen and burning them to ashes on the spot.
The black dragon Saroras was dumbfounded when he looked at the terrifying scene in front of him.
Oh my god, this red dragon is so strong. I have to find a way to escape quickly. He panicked and kept glancing around with the corner of his eyes.
The red dragon Agtus was very satisfied with the power of his dragon breath, and was secretly glad that he had accepted Brian's proposal to become the elemental master of the true dragon clan.
Then, he looked slightly nervously at the black dragon standing on the top of another hill, and thought to himself: Damn it, you should just run away. My dragon breath is so powerful, why can’t it scare you? ?
Although he appeared to be very calm on the surface and his lava-colored pupils were full of arrogance, in fact, Argotus was also panicking inside.
Because Brian had warned him a long time ago that the adult red dragon couldn't beat the prime black dragon. If he had this energy left, he might as well help him deal with the ghost man.
He thought that his domineering appearance and powerful dragon breath would make the opponent panic and run away. Who would have thought that this black dragon would be indifferent.
If the enemy doesn’t move, neither will I!
Seeing that the first method did not work, Agtus immediately recalled what Brian told him and began to implement the second set of policies.
It’s over, it’s over. He was actually targeted by a red dragon. His flame dragon breath is so powerful, it must be very painful when it sprays on his body. The black dragon Salolas thought with tears in his eyes: He can’t stand the enemy. I don’t move either! If he dares to move, I will run away immediately!
"Presumptuous!" Just when the two dragons were in a stalemate, the leader of the lizardmen who had recovered from the dragon's power scolded Agtus:
"You dare to block the way of my lord, don't you know that I Who is the Lord? The great master of Losra is the Doombringer, the Creeping Darkness, the Master of the Scaleclaw Clan, the Lord of the High Sea Swamp, the Liberator of the Lizardmen, the Hunter of the Swamp, the Killer of Alligators and Bullywugs, the Lord of Death. Wingsaroras!”
Holy shit!
At this moment, the black dragon Salolas suddenly had the urge to kill this damn lizard. Although every time he reported these names, he enjoyed it and felt very comfortable. , but at this time, what is the difference between this and seeking death.
Out of the corner of his eye, he had secretly noticed the change in the ferocious expression of the red dragon not far away.
On the other side, the red dragon Agtus was shocked when he heard so many names of the black dragon. In his impression, the more names, the more powerful the opponent.
Calm down! I need to calm down!
Agotus activated the elemental meditation method that Brian taught him, forced himself to calm down, and considered how to face the predicament at hand.
Then, he glared at the black dragon with feigned ferocity, and said arrogantly:
"Then do you know who I am? I am the Father of Flames, the Eternal Burner, the City of Ancient Orens The heart of the foundry industry, the dragon blacksmith Argotus who shocked parts of the Underdark! ”
After saying his name, Agatus secretly regretted not bringing his flame guardian with him when he came to the surface this time.
In this case, he can also ask his subordinates to report all his famous names, which must feel very good.
Heilong's face suddenly became ugly. After all, he knew his true identity.
The alligator and bullywug killer, the liberator of the lizard people, and the swamp hunter, these are all what he got by bullying the alligators, lizards, and bullywugs. It sounds so weak.
There is no comparison with Argotus, the father of the red dragon's flames, the Eternal Burner, the heart of the foundry industry in the ancient city of Orens, and the powerful dragon blacksmith in parts of the Underdark.
This made him involuntarily plan to escape.
"Get out of here if you know my name!" Agtus flapped his wings, hiding a teleportation scroll held in the dragon's claws, and roared.
Under Brian's guidance, he had long learned the ability to use magic scrolls.
This scroll was given to him by Brian to prevent the black dragon from suddenly going crazy and escaping when it attacks him.
"Do you still want to eat my dragon's breath!" Seeing that this trick was effective, Agtus took a deep breath, letting the flames burn in his mouth, and roared at the black dragon with bravado: "Look I'll kill you with one breath of dragon's breath."
Before he could finish his words, the black dragon roared in panic, flapped its wings, and flew towards the distant sea swamp. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot and disappeared.
His lizardman men also rolled and crawled in panic and fled.
"Finally scared him away." The red dragon Agtus breathed a sigh of relief.
After he confirmed that the black dragon had really escaped, he flapped his wings with peace of mind and flew to the location designated by Brian to help him deal with the people in Haunted City.
(End of this chapter)