I'm such an old god, so sorry

Chapter 57 Wings of Fallen Heaven (Ⅰ)

This is the largest march in the history of the Vault of Heaven. The floating fortresses of the dark angels are connected one by one. The huge steel beasts gather together to form the unshakable Great Wall. And behind the fortress group that just lifted into the sky, the holy The sect's fleet also followed closely. Of course, another ally, the dragon legion, naturally surrounded the expeditionary army. The loud roar of the dragon stirred the hot red clouds in the abyss, and the dragons stimulated by the war and blood appeared to be particularly fanatical. The violent factor flows in the blood vessels of the real dragon.

"Embotanhard."

On the seat of the dragon lord, the blue dragon woke up from sleep and called out in a daze, but the red dragon he called did not respond, but the legendary black dragon eagerly leaned forward.

"His Majesty, Empotenhard has just arrived at the forefront as a vanguard. If you have any needs, you can leave it to me."

Lennar Goosa licked the scales of the dragon lord and said with joy.

He was fortunate that he was still doing his best to serve his Majesty when the other ancient dragons were enjoying the wanton killing. Doesn't this allow him to find a chance to win his favor?

"That's it... I originally wanted them not to rush so fast."

The dragon lord nodded when he heard the words, and said: "The battle will not be easy afterwards. Even the dragon can't guarantee that it is safe....That's it, since you are here, then Lennargosa, you take half. Children stay here."

That’s right, the Dragon Lord intends to make half of the dragons edge obscured. It’s shameful to say that, but the dragon Lord truly loves his children. This time he brought almost all the adult dragons at the top of the dragon spirit. For the dragon clan, these true dragons are the most precious members. Osri Susuo cannot guarantee that this evening battle will be completely safe, so the dragon master naturally needs to reserve fire for the dragon clan.

It’s enough to show your face, but it doesn’t mean that the dragons have to sacrifice much for the dark angels. Anyway, the dragon lord is what the dark angels want most. The rest of the dragons actually don’t need to come together, even if they are. The dark angel can't blame anything.

"Then I..."

Leonard Gousa was silly, he opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

But the dragon lord finished what he had to say for him: "Yes, you don't need to participate in the war, try to ensure the safety of other true dragons."

What am I.....

Heilong's mood is extremely complicated. Although he is willing to complete the task of the Dragon Lord, he is not at all happy to be away from the battlefield.

Fighting in the blood on the battlefield undoubtedly can add a lot of points to your majesty's eyes. Now I have eliminated the battle sequence directly. It's shameful to say it. Wouldn't the distribution of treasure after the war be much less?

Leonal Goosa suddenly felt regretful, and his intestines turned blue. Fortunately, His Majesty the Dragon Lord seemed to see the sadness of the black dragon, and promised to give him a compensation later, so that Leonardo would feel better. , Led a group of giant dragons to the back of the Holy Religious Army's fleet. If nothing else, his giant dragon army had no chance to become a reserve team.

The mobilization of the dragon army did not attract the attention of allies. For one thing, it was not noticed that more than two hundred dragons looked scary, but they were too small to be placed next to giants like the expeditionary army. Not easy to be perceived.

Second, they didn't think that the dragon's retreat was a problem. As the dragon lord said, the dark angels only wanted the dragon lord's support, and the other dragons were unexpected joys.

Aiorisi noticed the movement of his family. He was resting on the flagship of the Crusade Army. Since the release of the hunting order, the Holy Dragon has been fighting on the front line with selflessness. There is no doubt that a true dragon who is close to the gods has no mercy. It was extremely terrifying, the coalition forces had never encountered any decent resistance along the way, and they were all killed by Iorius in advance.

That is to say, the enemy is a demon, and it will be very uncomfortable even if it does not collapse under any power on Ainfar, under the slaying of the near god dragon in disregard of face.

"not enough......"

A deep voice came from Eorice’s throat. The white scales of the holy dragon were stained with gray stains, which were traces of erosion by the abyss. Even true dragons near the gods would be eroded while contaminated with the blood of the devil. Very weak, but it is also quite dangerous in the long run.

"Iorris!"

The commander of the Crusade Army shouted: "It's already possible. You should stabilize your state now. The next battle is still very long. The Dark Angel will not want you to take the vanguard in the first battle."

After hearing the words, Eorice contemplated for a moment, then quietly leaned back on the deck, letting a group of priests release the healing spell for him.

The magic resistance of the true dragon is amazing, even the positive gain can offset most of it. In order to heal the holy dragon, Clucius brought all the priests of the ship over.

"you're right."

Aoris also realized that he was a little bit dazed. Since the Dragon Lord persuaded him, Aoris has fallen into a state of restlessness, not because of being blamed by his Majesty, nor because of the war with the devil, but Worried about the subsequent changes.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the near-shen real dragon is no different from the gods, but the closer it is to being powerful, the more it realizes its own small and fragile.

Aiorisi knew the upcoming trend, and the news of the return of the Blue Lord was not a secret among the top big boss circles on the main plane. They also knew that how the world would change afterwards all depend on the meaning of that great existence.

Maybe he will kill the betraying gods, and even bring all the mortals; maybe he will do nothing and be a blue moon on the phone like before; or he may slap all his family members to death. Then leave...This is all possible, no one can guess the exact answer.

Sacred Dragon Aioris doesn't like this. Like an ant, he can only wait tremblingly for the final judgment. Isn't the orthodox doctrine he firmly believes in and the justice and peace he upholds meaningless?

Aiorisi knew that he was an outlier among the dragons, but he also really believed in the doctrine of the gods of order. Whenever he thought of all the order built by the religious nation over the past few hundred years, it might collapse instantly, and the holy dragon felt extremely depressed.

So he used the frenzied fighting on the battlefield to temporarily paralyze himself, and now he calms down and thinks, and his behavior is not naive.

"But for good deeds, don't ask about your future."

Talking about the proverb of the country, Aiori's mind gradually calmed down. In any case, as a "mortal thing", since he is facing an existence that cannot be defeated no matter how hard he works, then he can do his own thing with peace of mind, at least. ...Has a clear conscience.

Iorius was sleeping for a while, and suddenly heard the siren on the battleship.

"The dark angel has already received the enemy."

Clucius said to him.

"Faster than expected..."

Aorius stood up and shook his wings twice, and the huge bright holy dragon wings opened, like two crescent moons.

"Since the dark angel has fired the first shot as he wished, it is always okay for me to go now?"

There is no need to answer at all, as the dragon's true dragon law pulse urges, the huge divine body travels to the battlefield like lightning through the clouds.

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Chapter 58 The Wings of Fallen Heaven (Ⅱ)

The battle with the devil was much earlier than the coalition imagined. Although the Holy Religious Army base is not far from the designated battlefield, there are at least two days' journey.It was indeed unexpected that he encountered the demon army only a few hours after leaving.

The Allied Forces had already done a good job of attacking the Demon Legion that was ready to work, but it was unexpected that the opponent would give up the home court advantage, at least part of the home court advantage took the initiative to attack.

Whether it is the chaotic nature of the devil or the confident tactical arrangement, it has to be said that the dark angels have been successfully angered, and they are still in their heyday and morale at their peak.

When the chaotic and hideous hull of the Abyssal Battleship appeared in the vision of the Dark Angel Advance Fleet, there was no hesitation at all, and the fire was fully opened, with machine cannons, beam spears, particle spears, neutron cannons, holy light missiles... The dark angels have stored up for this battle for decades. These expensive ammunition seemed to be poured out without money, and in just a few minutes flooded the small demon fleet in sight.

Then it attracted more demons.

Just like the tide rushing from the skyline, the number of demons is endless. Even if the abyss battleship Fira is unbearable, when the number reaches a certain level, the qualitative change that occurs is particularly terrifying.

Facing enemies that are several times or even dozens of times as large as one's own, the morale of ordinary troops is estimated to drop a lot. However, for the Dark Angel Expeditionary Army, which is filled with sadness and sorrow, no amount of enemies can only be excited. Up their blood.

"These craps are intercepting us."

In the floating fortress, Nokras grinned. He had never shown such a bloody smile before:

"Will you consume us on our way back to heaven? Ha ha ha ha ha... Very good, let them see how well the pilgrims of Hram can do it!"

The marshal held down the table, looked around, and said: "Everyone, put all your energy into it, this time you must knock on the door of heaven! May! My feathers are turned into ashes!"

The staff were taken aback for a moment. Nokras' last prayer was Hram's death sentence. Once he said it, he took the death oath, indicating that only death can eradicate his determination and will.