Chapter 407: The Power of Corrosion

Although the enemy's main commander had already been killed by Ruidar and Kaierluosi, the battle still lasted for quite some time.

After all, the enemy was greater in number; even killing that many chickens would take some effort, let alone people.

It was not until the sun slanted that the battle finally came to a complete end.

Except for Taini's subordinates and some normal humans who threw down their weapons and knelt to surrender after seeing that the situation was lost, all other Witch Soul Clan soldiers fought to the very end and were killed to the last man.

"These crazy things!"

Mawen cursed angrily; although he had won, the sight of enemies who disregarded life and death like mindless beasts still made his heart run cold.

He secretly felt fortunate that most of these people were just ordinary humans, not Professional Knights.

If these people were all replaced by knights, let alone Bronze-level, even if they were only Intermediate or Advanced Knights, if they rushed over without regard for their lives, he, a Silver Knight, would not be able to fend them off.

"How is it? Are the losses heavy?" Luoning walked over to ask.

Mawen gave a grunt, "The knights at Intermediate level and above are fine, but the Infantry casualties are quite high. The Haide Family are truly bastards, actually cooperating with these inhuman things!"

They all believed that behind Aosen there must stand an unknown powerhouse of the Witch Soul Clan.

Luoning sighed; he had just asked Ruige as well, and the Knight Squad of Wubei Territory was basically in the same situation.

Out of sixty infantrymen, the casualties had reached double digits.

"Luoning!"

Kabier ran over, looking slightly flustered.

Luoning was startled, "What's wrong?"

"Hurry and go see Sande; in the battle just now, his arm was slashed by Oumaier's longsword. Now, not only can the bleeding not be stopped, but there is also a trend of it worsening!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this; such a situation actually existed?

Luoning understood a little; he feared that Sande had been eroded by the power of the Witch Soul Clan, just like Ruidar had been before.

At this moment, Sande was gritting his teeth and sitting on the ground; the knights under his command were bandaging his wound, but it seemed to have no effect.

"My lord, it should be similar to my previous situation."

Ruidar reported, "I'm afraid we must have Aierlong come over."

"No need."

Luoning took out a Spell Scroll, "I have a Purification Scroll here."

As the light of the Purification Scroll sprinkled down, the power of corrosion around the wound on Sande's arm was immediately cleared, the injury was quickly alleviated, and the bleeding stopped.

"Thank you, Luoning, I owe you a favor!" Sande said gratefully.

"We are comrades-in-arms, no need to be so polite."

Luoning glanced at the many injured people; they also had wounds, but no signs of corrosion had appeared.

He secretly guessed, perhaps this power of corrosion was something only possessed by members of the Witch Soul Clan whose strength reached a certain level?

For example, the cannon fodder foot soldiers did not have the power of corrosion. But that Oumaier, a Silver Knight, possessed this ability.

The actual situation, however, differed somewhat from Luoning's guess.

Among the three levels transformed by Mofisite, only those of the Witch Soul Clan who reached the second tier, "Frost," possessed the power of corrosion.

This time, time was limited; it was already very impressive that he could produce so many Shadow Mist-level Witch Soul Clan soldiers, and there were only a few scattered Frost-level ones.

For example, Oumaier, and also the three high-ranking knights of Heimang City: Yalan Haide and Laolunte.

"Luoning, what should we do next?"

Sande asked with concern; the wound on his arm was relatively deep, and if there were subsequent battles, he feared he would not be able to participate.

"Rest here tonight, and set off for Heimang City tomorrow."

Now that the Heimang City troops had basically all been dispatched to the front, the defenses of this castle must be extremely weak.

If Luoning led this group over, they would definitely be able to take the castle.

After setting the plan, Luoning had Ruidar lead the team forward tomorrow, while he himself took advantage of the fact that night had not yet fallen to ride Kaierluosi to Lulansi's camp.

The war over at Cuican City had already ended, but the front-line battlefield where Lulansi and the others were located had not yet made contact with the enemy.

Calculating by the speed of the march, the two sides would meet in the wilderness tomorrow afternoon; the specific location would likely be close to the plain wilderness where Weijinsi was attacked and lost a leg.

"Who's there!"

This time, Luoning did not have Kaierluosi hide its figure; after all, it had already been completely exposed over at Cuican City, so there was no need to use light refraction to conceal it anymore.

Consequently, as soon as he had Kaierluosi land at the camp, he was met with the shouts of Buluoer, Dao'en, and Milosilafu.

Their senses were relatively keen, and they could better feel the faint pressure brought by Kaierluosi's arrival, thinking it was an enemy launching a night raid.

Luoning jumped down from the dragon's back, "Everyone, no need to be nervous, it's me!"

He could not help but look at Buluoer.

Because Dao'en and Milosilafu were Magicians, their Mental Power was strong, but he had not expected Buluoer, a Meteor Knight, to also have such good perception; it seemed the other party was not simply at the Meteor level.

"Luoning?"

Buluoer walked forward cautiously, observing the behemoth before him in astonishment.

"What is this?"

He was both shocked and curious.

"This is a dragon!"

Dao'en and Milosilafu were still more knowledgeable, recognizing Kaierluosi's identity at a glance.

"I didn't expect that such legendary creatures actually existed!"

"Luoning, how did you tame it to become your Magic Beast? Do you have a Magic Beast Contract Scroll?"

Luoning smiled, "Kaierluosi is indeed a dragon, but it is still just a young dragon. That I could meet and tame it was purely an accident."

Buluoer secretly compared Kaierluosi with his Griffin; whether in terms of size or appearance, it seemed the dragon was a cut above.

"How strong is it?"

He couldn't help but ask: "The dragons in knight novels all possess world-destroying power; is your dragon... Kaierluosi a legendary creature?"

"How could that be!"

The other party really dared to imagine things; how could a legendary dragon be something he could subdue?

"Kaierluosi is still considered a juvenile dragon, having only reached Level 6 over the past few hundred years. At its own cultivation speed, it might not even become a Level 7 Magical Beast in another hundred years, let alone a legendary one."

Dao'en, who was to the side, nodded, "Dragons are indeed creatures with long lifespans, but their growth is relatively slow."

Buluoer breathed a sigh of relief; coming to Wushan Territory this time had truly opened his eyes—not only had he seen the special "Witch Soul Clan," but he had even seen a dragon.

Thinking that Wushan Territory now had two Meteor Knights, if this dragon reached Level 7 or higher, then the top combat power of Wushan Territory could rank among the first-class families of the Kingdom.

Wushan Territory would once again be feared by others.

Fortunately, this was only a juvenile dragon with limited strength; it was likely not much stronger than a Griffin.

Lulansi then walked out from inside the tent.

"Since Luoning has come over, that means the war over at Cuican City has ended, right?"

The crowd's attention also slowly shifted away from the dragon, though they would still glance at it from time to time.

"It has ended, Grandfather. We won a complete victory. I have now ordered them to rest in place, and we will set off tomorrow to attack Heimang Castle."

Luoning continued: "Balindun, Taini, Oumaier, and many knights from Heimang City and its subordinates all died in this battle."

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of relief.

"Well done!"

Lulansi patted Luoning on the shoulder, feeling very gratified.

But thinking of those who had died, he couldn't help but sigh.

He had heard the names of these people, and had even had contact with them in the past.

For example, Taini; he had a deep impression of him, as he was a somewhat famous figure on the battlefield back then.

Now these people were all dead; they probably hadn't expected their lives to end so abruptly.

"I came here this time mainly because I have some intelligence."

Luoning explained the matter of Balindun blowing the Horn to stimulate the potential of ordinary soldiers.

This immediately aroused the vigilance of everyone.

"This is an evil object!" Dao'en commented.

Milosilafu nodded in agreement: "It is indeed an evil object, and there is also the Witch Soul Clan. Such a clan should not exist in this world; they are a threat to us all!"

"Lord Marquis, we must capture the person behind Aosen of Heimang City this time!"

He said firmly: "Their existence is a serious threat to all nobles, and even to our Auduin Kingdom!"

This ability to transform normal people into Puppets was inherently repulsive and alarming, not to mention that the other party could mass-produce them on such a large scale and use evil objects to strengthen them.

If such people were allowed to develop wantonly, the consequences would be chilling!

"I understand!"

Lulansi was even more worried than Buluoer, because the mastermind was in his Wushan Territory.

If the other party wasn't caught this time, there was no telling which noble would be the next victim.

If a few more were targeted, his Wushan Territory would be finished!

"Tomorrow we must capture Aosen alive and make him confess everything clearly!" (End of chapter)