Under the Red Dragon

"Cherish your last moments!"

"The Emperor's judgment is inescapable! Irreversible!"

Amidst the roaring storm of boundless fury, Johnny watched with a face of defeat as his enchanted, masterfully crafted longsword was effortlessly seized by the four-meter-tall heavy armored warrior, gripped in gauntlets adorned with steel barbs.

The once surging Seed of Power had granted Johnny invincible strength and inexhaustible energy; his once sharp, unstoppable longsword and impenetrable knight's armor were his most loyal companions.

But now, Johnny hadn't been betrayed by his companions, yet he felt like a lone boy facing a monster.

The crimson crystal eyes within the dread warrior's dragon-faced helmet blazed with merciless indifference, looking down upon Johnny, a High Knight whose height barely reached his chest plate, granting him his final moments of breath.

Then, with a slight twist of that terrifying steel-barbed gauntlet, Johnny's treasured sword, a reward for his advancement to High Knight, was snapped in two.

In the brief instant between the giant gauntlet knocking his helmet off and clamping down on his head, Johnny's life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

In his youth, when Johnny underwent knightly training, time always seemed to drag on endlessly; he constantly yearned for the next day of rest, for every moment of reunion and amusement with his comrades.

The adults always told Johnny that time was like flowing water, never to return.

His sister, who had 'voluntarily' become a Great Knight's mistress, also told him that life was but a few decades, a blink of an eye was ten years, a fleeting moment and youth was gone!

She could not possess her own time, but she hoped her brother could have his own precious experiences.

At that time, Johnny always scoffed at such words; he was a spirited probationary knight, with a bright future ahead of him.

Even the heartache Johnny felt at his sister's death, the vengeful thrill of challenging and slaying the aged Great Knight, had not brought him to a realization about life.

But now, Johnny could finally understand the earnest words of those adults.

He thought of the common people struggling under the rule of the nobles, those ordinary people troubled by life day in and day out, struggling to make ends meet; he had once been one of them.

"Perhaps when those ordinary people sit down to rest after a busy day, they also reminisce about the times when life wore them down!"

"Life is so short, truly a fleeting moment, and my life has reached its end," Johnny suddenly felt a sense of regretful release.

"Perhaps the sky over the heads of all common people will change color, and this world will become somewhat different in the future! Who can escape the wilderness of time? Even those nobles cannot escape the True Dragon Emperor's wrath!"

As the tall Imperial Guard warrior snapped Johnny's neck, the last thought that arose shattered along with his life's dissipation, sinking into nothingness.

Johnny was neither the first nor the last of the hundreds of thousands of warriors in the noble coalition army.

These warriors of the noble armies were only now discovering how fragile and dull the swords, spears, and halberds they had once relied upon were; their all-out thrusts were as laughable as a gazelle on the prairie attempting to challenge tigers and lions with its horns.

The strikes of those refined swords could not even elicit the idea of evasion or obstruction from the Imperial Guards of the Golden Empire, because these noble legion warriors, who held a numerical advantage on section after section of the city walls, were actually on the defensive.

Mountain steel served as the outer defensive shell of the heavy magic-powered armor, with an inner layer of magical alloy protecting the energy pathways of this 'Achilles' model heavy magic-powered armor.

And the magic-powered core energy for each warrior's custom-made heavy armor, crafted by the master artisans of the Golden Empire's military industry, was housed beneath the third layer of inner armor protection.

Beneath the protection of the third layer of flexible alloy inner armor, the bodies of these Imperial Guards wore the closest-fitting layer of protective clothing.

This inner layer of protective clothing was made from the silk fabrics of various magical creatures, such as the Yith monsters and giant magical spiders that the giant kraken Fafner had incorporated into the Imperial industry.

After being magically stabilized, it not only possessed sufficient toughness and protective power, as well as perspiration and temperature regulation effects, but also had extremely high extensibility for magical power and mind power, almost without affecting or impairing the conductivity of power.

Under such heavy protection, ordinary, well-made military equipment was almost unable to break through the heavy armor of these Imperial Guards; only those enchanted, refined weapons had the possibility of causing some simple trouble for the Imperial Guard warriors.

This also created the scene of the Golden Empire's Imperial Guards charging and rampaging on the walls of Dorabi, attacking without defending.

Especially since these Golden Imperial Guards not only possessed incredibly powerful physical strength themselves, but also, with the enhancement of the heavy magic-powered armor, each Imperial Guard warrior was comparable to those Saint-domain warriors carefully cultivated and recruited by the nobles.

But the destructive power of the Imperial Guard warriors was far greater than the damage caused by those Saint-domain warriors.

Those Saint-domain warriors often served as high-ranking commanders in the noble legions, high-status Great Knights or minor nobles.

Although Saint-domain warriors could not, like Legends, contend against entire legions single-handedly, they were also powerful daggers in legion warfare, especially when cooperating with their own guard, they were invincible.

But these high-ranking commanders of the noble legions could not advance a single step in front of the Golden Imperial Guards; instead, they were gradually compressed in their offensive space by these well-coordinated Golden Guards.

Buzz.

Two tall Golden Imperial Guards wielded long sabers on the left and right sides of the city wall passage; the long, crescent blades of the high-frequency vibrating enchanted beheading heavy blades were almost completely enveloped in ion stream-like brilliance.

Under the powerful strength of the Imperial Guard warriors, they achieved supersonic slashing effects; the afterimage of the beheading heavy blades, weighing hundreds of pounds, was like a dazzling crescent moon, directly severing the weapons, armor, and flesh of a row of noble legion warriors in front of them.

Flesh and weapon armor fell to the ground with a crash, then were trampled over by firm steps.

In front of these noble legion warriors, the weapons of the Golden Empire's Imperial Guards were no weaker than the claws and teeth of dragons, because the results they faced were the same.

"Damn it, retreat, retreat, spear formations and heavy shield formations, one step forward," a Saint-domain knight commander shouted loudly, throwing away the spear that had been cut in two in his hand, retreating into the protection of the legion warriors.

In front of these noble warriors, the combination of three Golden Imperial Guards seemed unshakable; the Imperial Guard warrior in the center held a heavy energy counter-attack shield, advancing forward.

And the two Golden Imperial Guards on the left and right were responsible for attacking and defending the flanks; these Imperial Guards were as terrifying as those magic and martial arts dual-cultivating magic warriors in the eyes of the noble legion warriors, especially the mind power cultivated by the Imperial Guards, which was as secretive and bizarre as psionic spells and mind spells, and difficult to resist.

If facing a single ordinary Imperial Guard warrior, a Saint-domain Great Knight could still rely on his reaction and strength to defeat the Imperial Guard; after all, relying on heavy armor was always inferior to relying on one's own strength for proficiency and freedom.

However, facing the Imperial Guard's orderly cooperation, even these powerful knights of the Saint-domain could not lightly meet their sharp edge.

Every ten Imperial Guards formed a squad, and within the ten Imperial Guards, they were further subdivided into three independent offensive formations.

Three Imperial Guards blocked the left exit of the watchtower, preventing the connection between the watchtower command point and the city defense section of the noble legion warriors, and the other three Imperial Guards blocked the right exit point of the watchtower, cutting off mutual cooperation.

And the Imperial Guard squad leader led the remaining three Imperial Guard warriors to be responsible for dealing with the spellcaster team in the watchtower stronghold and the commanders and warriors within.

The division of labor was accurate, the plan was meticulous, and the noble legion warriors were not given the opportunity to exert their due numerical advantage at all.

If the Golden Imperial Guards were like those powerful warriors who knew magic, then the Thunder Legion of the Storm Giants were true magic warriors who combined magic and strength.

The storm and lightning in the eyes of the Storm Giant Garcia had already splashed out; pale lightning and gloomy storms bloomed on this giant's steel fork with unprecedented brilliance.

Boom crack.

The deep thunder that should have resounded in the sky now spread and rang out on the ground; thick lightning, like the branches of an ancient, gnarled tree, splashed aimlessly on the city wall, and even those Saint-domain Great Knights did not dare to directly block the lightning power of this giant.

"Die in repentance, you sinners who dare to disobey the Emperor!"

The front row of the spear shield formation was instantly defeated by the spells of the Storm Giant Garcia and the other giants; heavy shields and spears fell to the ground, and the smell of scorched meat filled the air, but not a drop of blood was spilled.

The Storm Giant Garcia led the giants under his command to charge into the noble legions; the rain of arrows in the sky could not stop these violent giants.

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And behind these giants was a dilapidated watchtower covered with scorched lightning marks, and the ground was full of ashes.

However, even if the cooperation between the Golden Empire and the legions of the kings was seamless, there were still several city defense strongholds that had not been conquered, still maintaining a strong deterrent.

In the strongholds of the noble coalition legions, several Legend-level powerhouses began to bloom with their own brilliance.

As a Legend-level spellcaster, Reto displayed extremely astonishing power in a domain where magical elements were unprecedentedly abundant.

Almost all the magic power within the main stronghold was mobilized and controlled by this Legend mage; huge streams of magical elements revolved around him like tornadoes.

These huge magical element tornadoes were waiting for the orders of this Legend mage.

Many mages, through arduous training and research, were able to master instant casting, dual casting, silent casting, and other casting techniques for some spells they were good at.

And Legend-level mages were even more so; some mastered spells, as long as they were not too complex, could instantly produce magical effects with the Legend spellcaster's will depiction.

Moreover, Reto's staff, the robes on his body, the rings worn on both hands, and the pendant necklace worn in front of his chest were all magical secret treasures that had been magically enhanced and stabilized.

The magical secret treasures possessed by Legend-level spellcasters and the functions of using magical secret treasures mostly depended on the wishes of these Legend mages.

If meditating, the magical secret treasure functions worn by these archmages would tend to focus, calm, protect, expand thinking, and so on.

And at this time, all the magical treasures on Reto's body, including the staff in his hand, were secret treasures that improved his casting focus and efficiency, and enhanced spell effectiveness.

The financial resources of a Legend spellcaster himself also supported him in doing so.

And facing the attack of the magical torrents of the three dragons in the sky, this Legend spellcaster did not even need to use any powerful spells.

Reto just raised his staff inlaid with a huge gem, and the elemental magic tornadoes swirling around him separated a trickle of energy and integrated it into the Legend spellcaster's spell effect.

Before the terrifying magical torrents in the sky descended upon the spell shield of the watchtower stronghold, layers of illusory portal-like space jump nodes suddenly opened.

These layers of illusory portals, in the Legend mage's mind, distorted the structure and distance of space, and then appeared behind the dragons in the sky, whose indifferent faces showed a few surprised expressions.

Then the dragons were knocked down from behind by their own magical torrents and powerful forces, caught off guard and unexpected.

"A true mage never pursues the power of spells, and I share the same view with the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire,"

The Legend spellcaster Reto even had time to teach his students at this time, he said to his apprentice beside him: "Mages tend to treat all things and events in the world as problems, and mages only need to find ways to solve these problems and events through knowledge and magic, without dwelling on so-called power and might."

"If you can solve ten difficult problems with one point of power in the future, then you may be able to step into the threshold of a Legend spellcaster in the future!"

In Reto's words, layers of portals opened, and then formed an endless cycle, those dragons that were knocked down by his spells fell and shuttled through the layers of portals, just like performers who kept jumping through fire hoops in a circus.

And the Legend mage Reto did this without even spending a trace of magic power in his body, he could do this purely by relying on the elemental magic of the mobilized magic node.

"But you must remember that mages are never reckless people, just like my current situation, I can kill these dragons,"

"This is in the interests of those nobles, but not in my personal interests, because that means I will truly forge an irresolvable blood feud with the Golden Empire,"

"With Caron Gaugemora in Akaniia, those dragons are no longer monsters to be hunted at will, they have a backing and a powerful leader."

"In the future, no matter which plane world you travel to, you must remember this, do not easily forge a blood feud with others!"

The Great Mage Reto, while teaching his disciples, began to summon magical puppets and small clay golem guard legions.

A scroll was also torn open by this Legend spellcaster, and the magical effect contained within quickly opened passages to adjacent planes of other worlds, and strange-shaped otherworldly creatures began to poke their heads out of these passages and look outward.

"What are you dawdling for? Come out and protect me!" Reto slammed his staff in his hand and shouted loudly.