Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 331: Flames of the Field
The Blazing Sun Legion's sentry posts suddenly sounded, and under the dragon's roar that resounded throughout the camp like thunder, these well-trained soldiers did not need to be awakened by their comrades on duty, and they consciously put on their armor and rushed out of the barracks with their weapons.

Then, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Brilliant and pure golden light shot up into the sky from the center of the camp. A black flying dragon circled and roared in the sky above, as if its purpose of coming from afar was to awaken the sleeping Scorching Sun Legion.

Suddenly, the flying dragon suddenly pulled up, then turned over and dived down at the highest point, heading straight for the central military tent!

"Captain, do you want to shoot it down?"

"team leader."

At the same time, hundreds of giant mechanical crossbows, dozens of magicians and prayer masters throughout the camp urgently asked their superiors for instructions. With just one order, thousands of anti-aircraft attacks would tear the flying dragon into pieces!

However, after witnessing the strange phenomenon in the camp and the strange behavior of the flying dragon, more than a dozen middle-level officers in charge of command all chose to hold off on firing.

No matter how you look at it, they are all flying dragon warriors of the Ancient Dragon Dynasty. If the enemy really wanted to launch a sneak attack, how could they only send one flying dragon, and make such a big fuss, apparently deliberately attracting attention?
Even if we take a step back and assume that the other side really had malicious intentions, the New Party generals in the central army tent all had heroic-level strength, and the fact that they were killed by a flying dragon that attacked them openly only shows that they are useless.

Sure enough, under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, the flying dragon did not pounce directly at the big tent, but landed with a bang on the open space next to it. The strong wind created by its wings pulled out the rivets that fixed the tent, and blew the entire tent away!

Then everyone saw clearly the confrontation inside the big tent.

"That's Her Highness Michaela?"

"When did Her Highness Michaela come to our army? And in front of him, that is Her Highness Marenia! Am I dazzled? When did the princess recover to this level?"

"The corruption was sealed successfully! The princess is healed! Her Highness Michaela really did it!"

"Have you forgotten about Her Highness Lani and Her Highness Lucia Sanx? What a damned God of Corruption, he is not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our gods!"

"Wait, what are they doing? Damn Taylor Jones, these bastards actually dared to draw their swords against His Highness?!"

In the center of the army, the anger on Marennia's face had not yet subsided. She turned her head and whispered, "Brother, you just asked me to lock them with my Qi and not kill them for a while. Is it enough to wait until now?"

Opposite the two of them, except for the two New Party generals who were chopped off from the knees by Marineria and were rolling and wailing, Marquis Taylor Jones and several of his men were all pale and having difficulty breathing, with beads of sweat the size of beans constantly pouring out of their foreheads, and they were about to collapse to the ground.

Just now, Michaela suddenly released a magnificent golden magic, obscuring the vision of everyone in the tent. Marennia's sword light attacked in the dark again, and combined with the flying dragon that rushed down from the sky, forced them to subconsciously draw their swords to block.

But when they realized that the magic had no killing effect and its only purpose was to blur their perception of danger, and that Malenia's attack just passed by them, it was already too late.

The 70,000-strong Scorching Sun Legion saw them all draw their swords against the two princes in public. What was even more terrible was that there was a secret envoy in the tent whose identity was not to be revealed. In his hand, the secret envoy was holding a short crossbow that looked sinister and was used for assassinations!
They wanted to take back their weapons, but even though their arms were shaking wildly and their palms were clenched white, they could not retract the swords in their hands.

The Qi lock that Marennia secretly emitted was too terrifying - that condensed spiritual pressure was like millions of fine needles covering every inch of their skin. Their heroic-level combat instincts told them that if they moved even an inch, they would be immediately crushed into dust by the overwhelming sword light!
"Wait a little longer." Michaela whispered.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he turned around and faced gazes filled with a mixture of eagerness, shock, guilt and anger, and his gentle voice spread throughout the army under the power of divine power.

"Everyone of the Burning Sun Legion, as you can see, I am Mikaela, the son of the Eternal Queen Marica and the King of Elden, and the god of the Golden Dynasty." "I am here, in front of you, speaking to you on behalf of the will of your two majesties and the billions of lives of the entire dynasty-"

"The threat of the evil god's revival is right in front of us, and you, the proud and glorious Scorching Sun Legion, the most loyal, elite, and powerful warriors of our dynasty, should have carried out the glorious mission given to you by His Majesty, and fought side by side with the equally brave and great warriors of Kalia and Fam Azra - fighting to defend the dignity of the Golden Dynasty, fighting to protect the safety of the unarmed people of the dynasty, and fighting to destroy the starry sky evil god who attempted to subvert the golden age!"

"But someone deceived you, used you, and betrayed you!"

"They falsely spread your majesty's orders, secretly colluded with heretics, imprisoned gods and men, and retreated from battle. They even wanted to take advantage of your loyalty and bravery, using war golems equipped with large-scale killing arrays to slaughter the friendly forces who were fighting bloody battles with the evil god's followers!"

"They will smash the dignity and honor you have accumulated over the past twenty years, inch by inch, and turn it into a stepping stone to carry their dirty and smelly bodies to the heights they have only dared to look up to in the gutter their entire lives!"

"Right now, just 150 kilometers away, Fam Azra's dragons, orcs, hybrids, and demihumans are fighting desperately with hundreds of thousands of alien species in the starry sky. Those 'aliens' who may not be as noble as you in your eyes are throwing away their lives to fight for the survival of civilization!"

"On the western front, the Royal Knights and Magicians of Kalia, those 'conservatives' who you think have not won the favor of the Supreme Will and have long fallen behind the times, have repelled the beast tide that blocked their way, just as the steel tide and the sky-smashing waves rushed straight towards the main force of the beast tide on the southern front! In a few hours, they will also step onto that battlefield and seize the highest glory in the world for a thousand years right in front of us!"

"But what about us? What are we doing!?"

His voice had become generous and passionate at some point, as if the god in the sky was issuing a deafening question to His people!

"Are we going to stand here, continue to close the door and stay in a corner, deceiving ourselves that we have defeated all the enemies? Or are we going to be like these scums, using the most dirty and despicable means to murder our allies in the battlefield against the Outer Gods in the mortal world just to maintain the so-called strategic advantage of the dynasty?"

"Tell me!" His frail body burst out with the strength of a giant. "Tell me, warriors of the Burning Sun Legion - what is our choice!"

"Send out the troops and kill the enemy!" A sturdy warrior in the front row roared with red eyes.

"Kill the enemies! Let those alien bastards see the power of the Blazing Sun Legion!"

"Chop off the heads of those scum and use them as a sacrifice! Take back the glory that belongs to us!"

"That's right! Let the ancient dragons and the Kalia people roll to a safe place! The next blood will only be shed by our Scorching Sun Legion!"

In the middle of this boiling ocean, Marquis Taylor Jones, who was still imagining the future five minutes ago, looked ashen. It no longer mattered how much of Michaela's words were his own speculations and how much were complete misleading and lies.

Looking around, what he saw was no longer 70,000 soldiers who could be manipulated at will by the orders of the king and the situation of the country, but a raging fire that was suppressed and then exploded with a more violent attitude.

Just like their name, it is the most blazing sun flame.

Anything that stands in their way will be burned to ashes, no matter it is the seemingly endless tide of beasts, or the new party and secret envoys hiding behind the tide of beasts and stirring up trouble.

After this battle, there will be no more Taylor Jones family.

Or perhaps it was a fate that was destined to be full of ups and downs and full of irony. The pair of gods and men who were once the most fragile and powerless in everyone's eyes had already emerged from their cocoons and become butterflies without knowing when. However, they had already shone brightly in the world after just one try.

(End of this chapter)