Chapter 283: The Palace is Flying?!

The earth was shaking.

The flames were rolling.

The black clouds were roaring!

Just as the Armored Dragon Kingdom was plunged into despair and chaos, in the direction of the north gate of Assam City, the Demon King's army was like the god of death approaching in the dark, every step stepping on the hearts of the Armored Dragon tribe soldiers.

Pairs of pupils were engraved with fear.

Gripping obsidian spears tightly, the lizardman soldiers who were facing a great enemy hadn't recovered from the roaring artillery fire just now, and the next moment they fell into a new abyss.

"All of you, cheer up! You are warriors blessed by the Dragon God, how can you fall here! Charge up, tear them apart!"

Under the collapsed city gate, a Saint Blood Warrior wearing blood-red heavy armor roared, personally leading more than four hundred incomplete Temple Warriors to launch a desperate charge toward the Demon King's army line.

"For the Dragon God!"

Looking at the approaching army formation, the Saint Blood Warrior roared, the war seal activated, and his whole body's muscles bulged like cast iron!

Only to see the sharp blade of the obsidian spear in his hand reflecting the bleak firelight, the Temple Warriors behind him roared in unison, holding wooden shields high and rushing toward the front.

Three hundred steps!

Two hundred steps!

The Saint Blood Warrior was already prepared for a life-and-death battle, yet just as he was about to see the faces in the dark clearly, five hundred Black Dragon crossbowmen from the Desperate City stopped their steps, raising the huge heavy crossbows in their hands in unison.

The next instant, the night sky suddenly rang with dense and sharp sounds of breaking through the air, and dense black dots were like locusts rushing toward them.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Before the lizardmen could come back to their senses, the overwhelming rain of arrows descended on their heads.

Those sharp crossbow bolts like dragon teeth were like having eyes, accurately piercing through the wooden shields in the hands of the Temple Warriors!

The shields shattered and exploded one after another, and flesh and blood splattered immediately!

In just a few breaths, more than four hundred Temple Warriors were shot and killed by a wave of arrow rain, their corpses piling up on the road outside the city, blood flowing into a river.

That was after all the rain of arrows that even the knights of the "Knight's Hometown" feared, how could it be blocked by a few pieces of vine armor soaked in grease.

"Ah ah ah!"

Watching the subordinates who died in large numbers in an instant, the Saint Blood Warrior's eyes turned red, his eyes splitting, his whole body burning with scarlet war seals, stitching up the bleeding wounds.

Just as he cut off the crossbow arrows on his body and was about to launch a charge again, he suddenly found that the ground under his feet transmitted a strange vibration.

"What is that?!"

He looked down sharply, only to see pitch-black thorns quickly climbing out from underground, entangling his limbs and torso.

The sharp thorn tips easily bypassed the obsidian armor plates, deeply piercing into his flesh and blood, frantically absorbing his blood.

Feeling the loss of power in his body, the Saint Blood Warrior was shocked, struggling desperately, trying to break free from this thorn bush.

However, the harder he struggled, the tighter the black thorns entangled, like countless greedy leeches, drawing his blood away.

In just a few breaths, this powerful Saint Blood Warrior turned into a shriveled corpse, hanging weakly in the thorns, lifted from the ground by the thick thorns.

Looking from afar, it was like a dilapidated banner...

Watching the tragic situation outside the city wall, the Armored Dragon soldiers on the stone wall were all chilled, swallowing saliva with difficulty, hands and feet cold, shoulders trembling.

"Tsk..."

Not far away, Blanchia, holding a black thorn whip, yawned boredly.

She walked forward slowly, her slender tongue licking her bright red lips lightly, a smile with a hint of regret appearing on her pale face.

"Is this your so-called Saint Blood Warrior? I thought this guy's blood would be delicious, didn't expect it to be not as good as the monkeys in the Silver Pine Forest."

Ah...

It's really too weak.

Thanos sneered coldly, his voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"If I had known you liked drinking monkey blood, I would have sent you a few."

Blanchia raised her willow eyebrows, her cold gaze swept over him, and only after seeing the Demon King looking at her did she retreat with restraint.

Walking beside Alakto, Sarah, wearing light armor, cast an inquiring gaze at the Demon King sitting on the fat spider's back, saying eagerly.

"Your Majesty the Demon King, the enemy main general must be on the city wall at this moment, I can bring his head back for you."

"No need."

Luo Yan cast his gaze toward the city wall not far away, a faint smile hooking on the corner of his mouth.

"His head is insignificant to this battle, just let him watch on the city wall how his subordinates are desperately collapsing."

It's rare to have such an easy battle, so I have to give the players some game experience, so they don't run to the official website to scold the dog planner again, saying the NPCs stole all the heads.

Although Sarah was regretful, she didn't say anything, just stayed by Luo Yan's side as loyally as ever, just like Alakto.

At this very moment, the city defense general standing on the stone wall didn't know that just now, he had walked through the ghost gate.

But even if he knew, he was afraid he had no time to think about it.

Looking at the bloody scene outside the city, the lizardman's lips trembled slightly, his vertical pupils engraved with fear deep into his bones.

"This... how is it possible?! The Saint Blood Warrior blessed by the Dragon God... actually didn't even hold on for one round?!"

The Saint Blood Warrior was at least Saint General grade!

And those Temple Warriors who followed the charge were all elites directly under His Majesty the Holy King, at least having the strength of elite grade!

He couldn't accept the reality in front of him at all, the whole lizard stood blankly on the city wall, the bronze short sword in his hand almost unable to be held steady.

Just at this time, his mind suddenly recalled that chilling rumor—

The Demon King's envoy had silently sneaked into the Dragon God Temple, read the Demon King's will in front of the priests, and then turned and left unhurriedly.

The ten Saint Blood Warriors in the temple were furious and took action, but not one could stop that terrible envoy, not even touching the corner of the other party's clothes.

Until tonight, he still felt that the rumor was an absurd joke, and sneered at it as a rumor.

However, looking at it now, that was simply a prophecy far ahead of its time...

Thinking of this, the city defense general only felt his heart being tightly gripped by a cold claw, and he couldn't raise any courage to resist anymore.

Looking at the black-pressed Demon King's army outside the city, he finally made up his mind and lifted his head, roaring at the soldiers beside him with all his strength.

"What are you still doing?! Waiting for those demons to climb up? The wall is useless! Go quickly! Go block the city gate, absolutely don't let them rush in!"

Those soldiers looked at him in despair, but thinking of the consequences of disobeying orders, they gritted their teeth and rushed to the stairs, surging toward the city gate.

Taking advantage of the soldiers rushing to the city gate, the city defense general quickly retreated to the shadow behind the city wall, hurriedly untied the bindings on the vine armor, threw away the bronze short sword symbolizing glory, and stumbled down the city wall from the hidden stairs, fleeing in a panic toward the dark alley in the city.

The soldiers didn't know at all that their general had already fled, they had just gathered at the city gate, and what greeted them was a round of overwhelming arrow rain!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Heavy arrows pierced through armor, shot through wooden shields, lizardman soldiers fell in large numbers, and painful wails sounded one after another.

The formation collapsed instantly!

Finally crushed by the continuous death, the Armored Dragon soldiers cried and retreated, no one was willing to hold the city gate anymore.

The boiling fire finally illuminated the figure of the Demon King, and only scattered equipment and bloody corpses remained on the broken streets.

Sitting on the back of the huge cave spider, Luo Yan looked down at Assam City, which had completely lost its will to resist, and the fleeing soldiers, the army formation behind him like a moving mountain, the neat footsteps pressing every lizard in the city until they couldn't breathe.

The city gate was broken!

The tens of thousands of Armored Dragon soldiers stationed at the north gate couldn't even block the Demon King's army's marching pace, and were crushed into powder!

At the same time, in that mighty army formation, pairs of miserable green pupils were excited, looking around.

They were all players of the Great Graveyard.

Feeling the heat wave rushing toward them and the bloody smell baked by the heat wave, as well as the feeling of the battlefield like a real world, their hearts were surging at this moment, as if their souls were trembling!

"Holy crap! This light! This fire! This burning city wall and explosion special effects! And this realistic feeling... it's simply freaking awesome!!"

"6666!"

"Dog planner is awesome!"

At this time, someone shouted, and the chirping sound wave was like boiling water, splashed into the hot oil pan!

"Brothers, work hard, avenge 'teammate sacrifice'!"

"Offer loyalty to His Majesty the Demon King!"

"For the lizard girl of the Sand Ridge tribe!!!"

"???"

"Howl howl howl!!!"

The players shouted excitedly, rushing through the collapsed city gate like a broken levee, rolling into the burning city.

On a street in the distance, another Saint Blood Warrior from the temple was organizing defense.

Whether it was soldiers, civilians, or slaves, whoever he encountered was caught as a strong man, stuffed with an obsidian spear, and pushed to the front.

This kind of temporarily assembled army clearly had no combat power at all, just like an egg hitting a stone, and was easily solved by the excited players.

However, these cannon fodder did win a little time, allowing the soldiers stationed in other city districts and wall sections to arrive.

Looking at the lizardmen surging from all directions like a tide, Luo Yan, riding on Alakto's back, was unhurried.

He hoped they could persist a little longer, not running away as soon as the gunshots sounded like in the Twin-Tail Rift.

However, he overestimated these reptiles after all.

The huge magic crystal tank just drove onto the main road of Assam City, the slowly rotating magic crystal cannon hadn't even fired, and those Armored Dragon soldiers who had finally gathered the courage to rush up fled in panic, throwing away their weapons.

The only brave one left was a dragon turtle with a clumsy volume, which smashed through the collapsed house and rushed to the street, shrinking its huge head and launching a charge toward the magic crystal tank.

However, facts proved this was just futile.

The scarlet magic light flashed and disappeared, and the violent explosion blasted the dragon turtle's head into fragments, leaving only half a turtle shell that had lost its center of gravity overturned on the side of the street.

At this time, a priest at the corner of the street suddenly sat on the ground, his eyes staring fixedly at the young man sitting on the back of the giant spider.

Feeling that familiar aura, his face changed drastically, his amber vertical pupils almost contracted into a point, and an unbelievable exclamation came from his mouth.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Not far beside him, the Saint Blood Warrior who was planning to rush up and fight for his life suddenly heard the priest's exclamation, and turned his head sharply in a daze.

"What are you saying?"

The priest raised his trembling hand, his withered fingertips pointing at Luo Yan not far away, his voice carrying undisguised shock.

"Can't be wrong... it's the aura of the Dragon God! On his body, there is actually the aura of the Dragon God! Even purer than... than His Majesty the Holy King!"

But why?!

He couldn't understand!

Dragon God Gutav is above... why do you want to be so cruel to your own people, and even bestow power to the enemy of the Armored Dragon tribe!

The priest was so angry that tears were about to fall!

The Saint Blood Warrior's heart shook when he heard this, and in his astonishment, he couldn't help but look up at the man sitting on the spider's back.

Judging from the attitude of other demons nearby toward that person, this person was probably the leader of this group of demons, and even this person was the Demon King himself!

He also couldn't understand why the Dragon God would bestow power to a guy who slaughtered the Dragon God's people. However, unlike the priest beside him, he would try to understand things he didn't understand, rather than holding onto a one-track mind and cursing.

His gaze gradually changed from complex to blank, and from blank to realization, and just at this moment, a bold guess emerged in his heart—

"Could it be... it has always been the Pal family deceiving us, the Dragon God is not in this barrier. And this Demon King from beyond the sea is the God-Chosen One chosen by Gutav?"

The Pal family is the family of the Holy King Iz Pal, because they have pure golden scales, they claim to have the purest Dragon God blood.

However, thinking carefully, the Matriarch of the Sand Ridge tribe also seems to be golden... what can a mere color explain?!

Once this thought emerged, it grew wildly like wild grass.

Recalling the scene where their army was easily defeated by the Demon King's army just now, the Saint Blood Warrior suddenly convinced himself.

"... If he is really the successor chosen by the Dragon God,

In this way, it could explain why they could not withstand this army.

They were not fighting against mortals, but against gods!

And the very gods they served, at that!

Soon, the Holy Blood Warrior thought again that these people came from the sea beyond the Great Barrier.

Suddenly, a possibility surfaced in his mind—

Could it be that the Dragon God intentionally let them in to liberate them from their thousand-year shackles?!

Or perhaps—

It was purely to punish them for sacrificing the messengers from the sea, time and time again!?

Upon realizing this possibility, the will to resist in his heart instantly collapsed, and his expression gradually became devout and reverent.

When people face an irreversible fate, they always inevitably try to find a spiritual outlet in unexpected places.

Just like the goblins of Black Wind Fortress, who were clearly hammered by the iron fist of the Fear Demon family, yet vented their anger on other goblins. Or the farmers of Lei Ming County, who were clearly stripped of their land by power, yet cursed that the damn gold was too tempting.

He quickly turned his head, looked at the priest beside him, and said in a trembling voice.

"Priest, is there a possibility that these fellows from the sea are not invaders... but messengers sent by the Dragon God to save us from our suffering?"

The priest stared at him in disbelief and blurted out.

"How is this possible?!"

Is this something a Holy Blood Warrior should say?!

This is absolutely preposterous!

The priest was furious, gnashing his teeth, his claws clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his scales... yet this shame did not last long.

Meeting the Holy Blood Warrior's serious gaze, he subconsciously looked around. When his sight crossed the defeated Ankylosaur soldiers and he saw lizardmen appearing among the Demon King's army, his murky pupils gradually became clear.

It seemed—

It was not that impossible.

At least the aura emanating from that human was not fake; he truly had obtained power bestowed by the Dragon God...

The priest hesitated for a long time, his burning rage gradually softening, and even his tone carried a hint of wavering, and even repentance.

"If that is truly the case, have we not committed a monstrous crime..."

The Holy Blood Warrior swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"But it's not too late to turn back now, is it..."

After a brief silence, the two looked simultaneously at the human sitting on the back of the giant spider, the anger and hatred in their eyes having long since turned into deep reverence.

Meanwhile, Luo Yan, sitting on Alakudo's back, was observing the team battle performance of his little players with great interest, pondering how to further develop their potential.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

It was unclear who started it, but these lizardmen, who had originally vowed to resist to the death, suddenly threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground one after another, and shouted loudly with devout faces.

"The Dragon God is above..."

"Please forgive our offense!"

"Respected Messenger of God, we beg you to forgive our ignorance... We did not know that you are the True Dragon on earth! You are our savior!"

Messenger of God?

True Dragon on earth?

What is going on?!

Thanos subconsciously looked at the calm Demon King beside him, his eyes filled with astonishment, and his heart stirred with turbulent waves.

When the Demon King said earlier that he had some connection with the Dragon God, he just thought the Demon King was bragging and didn't take it to heart at all.

However, judging from the reactions of these Dragon God believers... could it be that the Demon King wasn't bragging, but was telling the truth?!

Blanxia was also stunned, staring blankly at Luo Yan, clearly not expecting that the Demon King chosen by the Demon God could actually have a connection with the Dragon God.

With a strange light flashing in her eyes, she bit her nails unconsciously.

This is also...

Too unbelievable, right?!

Let alone Thanos and Blanxia, Luo Yan himself was stunned, completely baffled by the lizardmen's act of kowtowing and worshipping.

It was true that he had the aura of the Dragon God, but he never expected these guys to have such sensitive noses, nor did he expect that these guys, who were shouting to fight him to the death a second ago, would treat him as a savior the next second.

This turn of events caught him off guard.

Who is the real chameleon here?!

However, the current situation was not a bad thing for him; at least it saved him the trouble of cleaning up the battlefield.

But looking at the burning Assam City and the corpses all over the ground, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh softly.

If they had known this would happen, why act that way in the beginning?

If nothing else, those guys who charged in front died for nothing anyway.

The Demon King's army had no tradition of killing prisoners, not to mention the constraints of server rules. Seeing that the enemies had knelt and the Demon King was watching from the side, the players could only stop their actions helplessly.

"Why did they surrender so suddenly?"

"There wasn't even a warning... I almost accidentally injured someone."

"Damn! I thought I could have some fun, they're too fragile."

"Bad review!!!"

The players clamored and complained.

Because the translation crystal was turned off, the lizardmen couldn't understand what they were saying at all, only feeling that the skeleton ghouls opening and closing their mouths with "aba aba" sounds were quite terrifying.

But even so, they still didn't dare to lift their heads, fearing they would anger this respected Dragon God messenger...

As for why the Demon King became the Dragon God's messenger, they hadn't figured that out yet, but seeing the priests kneeling, following suit couldn't be wrong.

Luo Yan quickly composed himself, his expression solemn, and cast a sound-amplification spell, letting his majestic voice resound throughout the entire battlefield.

"Descendants of Gutav, I am very pleased that you have awakened in time... You are right, I am the one chosen by the Dragon God, having traveled across the ocean to save you from lies."

Because it was an impromptu performance, Luo Yan hadn't figured out how to round out the story, but seeing that these guys already believed it, he couldn't be bothered to continue making it up and went straight to the point.

"Lay down your weapons immediately and surrender... doing so will lighten your sins, and I will pardon you."

He didn't even need to say these words; those lizardman warriors had long since dropped their shields and spears and were already prostrate on the ground.

The firelight shone on their devout faces, appearing eerie and absurd... just like their foolish and barbaric sacrifices.

Looking at his surrendering clansmen, High Priest Zel's face turned ashen. After pondering for a long time, he finally sighed and put down the dragon bone staff in his hand.

It's over...

From priests to soldiers, all lizardmen lost the courage to continue fighting, and the thousand-year pride of the Ankylosaur clan was completely destroyed by the raging flames.

Except for one lizard who was still persisting...

Looking at the raging royal capital, the Holy King Iz, standing at the top of the pyramid, had eyes full of anger and unwillingness, whispering to himself.

"Traitors... a bunch of traitors!!"

His hand holding the dagger trembled crazily, and he kept spitting out incoherent curses, as if he wanted to nail the entire Assam City to a pillar of shame.

"You bunch of foolish idiots... daring to kneel to the enemy! Very well... very well! You are indeed not worth saving! No wonder the Dragon God would send down punishment; He saw through you turncoats long ago, and everything today is what you deserve!"

Since that's the case—

Then let your blood appease the soul of the Dragon God!

Iz grinned hideously, suddenly cutting his wrist with the dagger, letting fresh blood gush out along his arm and spill onto the altar behind him.

The ancient and eerie runes were filled with blood, and a faint green light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black gullies!

The next instant, the entire Assam City shook violently, like an earthquake, almost shaking the lizardmen prostrate on the ground.

"What's going on?!"

"An earthquake?!"

The players looked at each other, looking around, their eyes, which had been lacking interest due to the lizardmen's surrender, becoming excited again.

A hint of surprise surfaced in Luo Yan's eyes, all his contempt disappearing in an instant, replaced by a hint of caution.

"Your Majesty... should we perhaps avoid this for now?" Thanos quickly moved to Luo Yan's side and said respectfully.

He felt an evil aura expanding, but he didn't dare to run away alone, so he could only urge his boss to run first.

Before Luo Yan could speak, Alakudo, under his crotch, suddenly moved its six eyes to look forward in unison, raised its forelimbs, and shouted in shock.

"Demon King, look over there!"

Luo Yan immediately looked up, only to see the huge pyramid in the center of Assam City slowly floating up.

The towering granite structure stood in the air, its massive body blocking the moonlight, its shadow covering half the city... like a miracle!

Seeing this incredible scene, the players, who loved to watch the chaos, completely boiled over, shouting excitedly and taking out their recording crystals to take screenshots.

"Holy crap!"

"The palace is flying?!"

(End of chapter)