Chapter 296: Dragons Appear Again, Battle on the Alien Battlefield

At the sound of the Military Order, the whole venue instantly grew tense; everyone perked up their ears alertly, ready to fight at a moment's notice.

Lin Suqiu and Jiang Chen exchanged a greeting through the Teleportation Array, without further words.

Suddenly, someone let out a gasp.

"How did an extra Deputy Legion Leader appear?"

"Yeah, who is this Jiang Chen? Only 35th Level, how did he become a Legion Leader?"

"Don't know, a 35th Level youngster—this is courting death, right?"

"Could it be a mistake?"

"Probably not a coincidence; maybe he's coming to snatch Military Merit."

In the Deputy Legion Leader slot, a person named Jiang Chen suddenly appeared, his rank oddly placed after Lin Suqiu.

The crowd burst into exclamations, unsure what had happened.

"How could a 35th Level guy get to Fortress No. 6? The lowest here are Level 40 High-level Professionals. A Low-Level Professional coming over is surely going to die."

The news quickly spread across the venue, and many began to discuss.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed again, "I remember—at the recent World Professional Competition, there was a Jiang Chen who broke the Challenge Competition record."

"I recall too; that person was indeed Jiang Chen. But he was only 27th Level then—how did he jump to 35th Level so fast? Even having a child doesn't happen that quickly."

"It seems it's not just connections; he's a genuine prodigy."

All sorts of opinions emerged.

Many people maliciously speculated and doubted.

Luo Jun barked low, suppressing everyone's voices with his authority as Legion Leader.

"Jiang Chen, 35th Level, One-star Colonel Rank."

"In the army, on the battlefield, we don't count levels, only the Colonel Rank."

"His military

Rank is higher than yours all, becoming Deputy Legion Leader is reasonable."

"If anyone disagrees, they may vent on the battlefield. Any further malicious speculation will be dealt with according to military regulations."

With Luo Jun's words, the scene fell silent.

Not even three seconds later, a series of gasps erupted again.

35th Level One-star Colonel—if you tell that

who would believe it.

Whether you believe it or not

doesn't matter; the fact remains.

Luo Jun gave no further explanation; once the battle starts, these people will understand.

Talking smack is the most useless.

Better to strive to kill more enemies.

With Luo Jun suppressing the field, no one dared to utter any nonsense.

Legion Overlord is no ordinary person, must

Jiang Chen's Spiritual Power was great, and he instantly sensed the other's Qi.

Finally, about half an hour after gathering, the enemy's silhouette finally appeared in view.

Sheets of black clouds pressed in, a sense of wind and rain about to come, an illusion.

Jiang Chen's Spiritual Power was strong, instantly sensing the opponent's aura.

"It's not an Abyss Demon, it's the Dragon Race!"

Never could have imagined, the arrivals actually are the Dragon Race.

The Dragon Race even entered the Alien Battlefield.

Then he saw the opponents clearly.

Monstrous creatures resembling dinosaurs formed into formations, their momentum fierce and flew toward us.

Riding these monsters were Dragon Race Professionals.

At the front, clad in heavy armor, were Knights.

Behind them were Dragon Race archers in robes, mages, and healers.

Luo Jun also saw the newcomers, murmuring, "It's the Ya Long Army of the Dragon Race."

Lin Suqiu, surprised, "I never thought the Dragon Race would return to the Alien Battlefield, finally they just found the path."

Luo Jun sneered, "Finding a path? It's just brute force that smashed it out. You overestimate the Dragon Race's guys' brains."

Lin Suqiu laughed, "You're right, those guys basically have no brains."

Finally, the other Professionals in the Fortress also saw the enemy's form.

"It's not an Abyss Demon, it's the Dragon Race."

"Didn't the Dragon Race get expelled from the Alien Battlefield a thousand years ago?"

"According to historical records, that's the case; now you have to go to the Ancient Battlefield to encounter the Dragon Race. Didn't expect…"

"Didn't expect the Dragon Race to return to the Alien Battlefield; now the situation is even more complicated."

The Ya Long Army advanced with great momentum, charging straight at Fortress No. 6.

Their numbers were not small, at least ten thousand.

Among their ranks, a warship accompanied them.

On the warship, a massive Magic Crystal Ball over a hundred meters in diameter was embedded.

Lin Suqiu's expression grew solemn, "This is the Dragon Race's siege warship; history records that it once gave us a hard time."

Similar situations also occurred in other places of the Alien Battlefield.

Ya Long Armies and warships emerged one after another.

The Dragon Race was clearly prepared in advance, launching attacks not only on Fortresses No. 1 to No. 9.

They also dispatched large numbers of soldiers to hunt down the scattered Human Race and Demons on the Alien Battlefield.

Both the Human Race and the Demons are enemies of the Dragon Race.

This time the Dragon Race returns, with no intention of sparing any side.

The Dragon Race's sudden appearance may alter the Alien Battlefield, even the balance among races.

Jiang Chen's gaze was slightly cold; he has killed many dragons.

Even if the Ya Long Army looks formidable, so what.

If they must be killed, they are killed just the same.

Just ask you, can you not

Can withstand corpse explosion!

To him, dragons are just military merit.

But for other professionals, it's not the same.

The Ya Long Army is the Dragon Race's force, each member above Level 50.

Their numbers exceed ten thousand; once combat starts, the Dragon Race can attack, and the Ya Long mounts beneath them also strike.

With Ya Long randomness, mages and Archers—classes that fear close combat—also become powerful.

Fighting ten thousand dragons feels like battling twenty or thirty thousand dragons at once.

Luo Jun can see that currently the numbers are not in our favor, nor is the strength; this battle is hard to win.

Seeing the dragons draw nearer, Luo Jun began to cast a Skill.

Luo Jun drew the magic sword at the waist, raised it high, and a massive Aura erupted from the tip.

The Aura expanded rapidly, sweeping over the entire Fortress, enveloping everyone.

A deep voice resonated.

"Strength!"

"Agility!"

"Spirit!"

"Constitution!"

With each low shout, an Aura responded in turn.

All present had their Four-dimensional Attributes increased by 50%...

The entire army was amplified; the Legion Overlord's greatest trait is irreplaceable on the battlefield.

After the Four-dimensional Attributes rose, other states began to be applied.

"Elemental Resistance!"

"Magic Power Boost!"

"Bloodsucking Attack!"

Elemental Resistance increased by 50%, spell damage rose by 30%, and physical attacks can absorb the enemy's life force to heal oneself.

Besides the Legion Overlord's state, the Prophets assisting his team also began to apply states.

Although the Human Professionals' base attributes seem weak.

Yet with numerous states, doubling base attributes is no problem.

Add to that various excellent equipment, the human

race's overall strength is very great.

Multicolored light continuously rose.

Only Jiang Chen's Undead Legion does not accept other professionals' state bonuses.

It was once one of Jiang Chen's regrets.

Fortunately, the Lich General compensated for this flaw.

Jiang Chen stood on the city wall, looking through the shield at the approaching dragons.

A slight smile curled his lips, "Here comes another chance to earn military merit."

The shield suddenly became radiant.

A beam of light pierced the shield and shot toward the dragons.

Jiang Chen looked toward Lin Suqiu.

He acted first.

Lin Suqiu, as a Formation Master, took charge of all formations within Fortress No. 6.

Her attack methods also employ formations.

Someone once said that with a complete set of formations, a Formation Master is invincible at the same level.

No same-level professional can hope to defeat a Formation Master.

Fortress No. 6 is filled with formations; although Lin Suqiu is only Level 53, after mobilizing formations she is in no way inferior to a Level 60 professional.

The beam was initially thin, only fist-sized.

But as it flew, absorbing abundant elements from the void, the beam grew larger.

When near the dragons, the beam had become a pillar of light, its diameter exceeding five meters.

The Ya Long Army quickly responded.

The massive Magic Crystal on the warship also emitted a rainbow beam.

Two beams of light collided, and instantly a small sun appeared in the sky.

It illuminated the earth, dazzling beyond compare.

Terrifying energy rampaged across the ground.

The pitch‑black ground of the Alien Battlefield was torn apart, rumbling loudly.

When the Light Orb vanished, the siege warships were unharmed, and the Ya Long Army was unharmed.

Lin Suqiu's strike did not succeed.

Lin Suqiu let out a light sigh, "Failed."

Luo Jun seemed to have foreseen this outcome, "Exactly.

Normally, the Dragon Race's siege warships are very strong; we have seen them in the army's records."

Lin Suqiu also knew, "I was only testing; the real show comes next."

Lin Suqiu communicated the formation again, and the entire Fortress became radiant, with the surrounding ground also glowing.

The land near the Fortress was likewise inscribed with the formation, allowing the Fortress to continuously draw energy from the Alien Battlefield.

Countless Rune lines manifested.

Fortresses were never meant for habitation; they are true weapons of war.

Terrifying power surged outward, ten thousand bolts of thunder fell from the sky, slaughtering the Ya Long Army.