Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

As Doaf thought, as everyone thought, these enemies lost their silverlining hope of survival and only death awaited them.

Even the mighty giants were wiped out. Even the tens of thousands of forces gathered all around were annihilated. The enemy outside was left with only a few thousands of injured forces, those who could do nothing at all.

"Damn you! F*ck you all!!" The dragonair girl seemed to get really mad at this moment. She wasn't angry from losing the giants, or all these forces of monsters and mages.

What really enraged her was the sudden loss of all of the elite guards, guards that a single one of them was worth thousands, if not tens of thousands of mages and monsters combined.

"I'll kill you!" she turned her fiery gaze towards the distant Amera and without any reservation or caution she flew so fast towards her.

And yet Amera didn't give her the chance to get closer to her or affect her with her endless angry roars or deadly fiery breaths.

Amera started jumping around, never standing at one point more than a few minutes before jumping again.

Yet she aimed directly towards the places of the portals. She wanted to clear as many as possible of those newly and hastily arrived unorganized forces of the enemy.

Dealing with them seemed like a piece of cake for her. Her only regret was that she didn't have enough time to kill to her heart's content.

She was forced to jump every few minutes. Even though she killed hundreds during these minutes using her deadly spear and fast movement, she couldn't exterminate the thousands appearing constantly from each portal.

But that wasn't all!

"Keep running around little rat, I swear at the end of this battle I'll bathe in your blood, hahahaha!"

The dragonair girl kept chasing after her for a long time, making Amera quite stressed. She knew she couldn't keep using her technique like that without a moment of rest here and there.

Or else she would hit the moment where her power would be totally depleted. That would be the moment where she would really die.

However just after ten minutes of this brutal attack, things took a sudden turn towards the worst.

The fight inside the sect was heading smoothly towards annihilating everyone inside. The enemy troops were now tattered, unorganized and panicking.

Their only hope just got smashed in front of their eyes, and their hungry foes just descended from their sect peaks and started attacking them with all their might.

Things looked hopeless for them. Many started to even lower their weapons and succumb to their fate.

If things continued this way, the inside troops led by Doaf would have an overwhelming victory that would guarantee their success at this hard battle for defending the sect.

But everyone, literally everyone including Doaf and Amera underestimated the leaders of the enemy forces.

As Amera was getting fervently chased by that mad dragonair girl, she spotted a new change at the battlefield.

"The leaders…" Amera whispered in deep shock, "they are all on the move!"

Just in front of her eyes, she saw hundreds of different dark clans moving down from the peak they stood upon all this time.

They were the leaders, those who were stronger than anyone else. Amera knew just from the simple clash with that mad girl chasing her how mighty and special they were.

And now… they were all moving out in unified force, heading directly towards the sect.

They intended to crush the shields around the sect and take all the toll of the offensive arrays and deadly traps around it. They were moving to lay out the path for their few remaining troops outside to break in and help the remaining forces inside.

Despite all this killing, the forces inside weren't that few at all. Out of the initial one hundred thousand mages and monsters, almost thirty to forty thousands remained.

And from another perspective, they were the strongest ones out of the initial bulk of the enemy army. They were the elites, the ones any army should make account for.

"This… is bad!" Doaf was standing inside the sect and watching the leaders coming fast towards the shield. He hurriedly took out a bird's wing and wrote something fast to Deem and Gor.

"The offensive arrays and traps should be deactivated… all focus must be on the defensive shields."

Doaf sent this message towards the two before he started to shout and reorganize his troops. He had to be ready to retreat at any given moment.

He also sent a few messengers to the other two, Nicole and Woo. They had to be ready as well for any change that would occur in the next few minutes.

With a single move, everything changed for the worse. That was a brilliant move, a strong check that could lead to a mate if handled improperly!

Amera tried to move towards those leaders and do something, however a small batch of ten of them were dispatched and blocked the path over her.

If she dared to take a single step towards them, she would definitely die.

"Should I use it now?" She turned around and assessed her desperate situation. She was considering using her own ultimate technique and killing as many as possible.

But she knew these leaders weren't leaders in names. "They must have their ultimate techniques as well… many will be defensive," she sighed and decided to aim towards the small fries around.

"Run as much as you can, hahaha," the vulgar dragonair girl laughed, "once we get rid of these annoying shields, we will come for you."

Just as the leaders got near the shields, the sky suddenly dimmed.

Many flashes of black lightning started to dance all over the world. It was like an epic scene from an apocalypse, caused by nothing but the usage of ultimate techniques of these leaders.

As Amera feared, all had their ultimate techniques and a considerable number of these were defensive. Strong shields appeared covering the leaders in thick and visible layers of black, silver, green, and red colors.

"It's hopeless now!" Amera couldn't help but feel defeat approaching fast. She wasn't the only one feeling like this. Everyone standing inside the sect also felt the same way.

In the next minutes lightning kept gathering all over the sect. "This is bad," Doaf gazed upon this while Woo and Nicole hurriedly ran to him.

"We need to start our own defensive arrays," Woo said, "we need to resist with all might we have!"

"Why deactivate the offensive arrays? The traps?" Nicole aggressively came at him and even held him from his collar, "hurry and activated them again. We need to kill as many as possible."

"No," Doaf pushed her hand down with strong will, "this isn't over yet."

He turned to Woo as he added, "order everyone to start gathering under those with defensive arrays and powers. We need to sustain this attack as long as possible."

"You…" Nicole was furious at him but this didn't prevent Woo from leaving and arranging things. He used the spiritual sense of all top cultivators to gather up all the scattered forces and start their defensive shields.

"This won't work," Nicole stood beside Woo and said in an explosive tone to Doaf, "we need to fight, we have to kill a few as they will kill many of us!"

"Look out for the inside enemies!"

Just before Doaf could say anything, those frightened and cowering troops of the enemy inside the shield started to make their move.

All of sudden they regrouped, their morale became high to even reach the clouds before they started attacking everyone and everything.

They started chasing the retreating troops, forcing them to stick together and wait for their demise. For them their lives were for the dark forces and clans.

They didn't hesitate to throw themselves to die alongside their enemies if this would help their leaders in grabbing this hard victory.