Ashen Dragon-Chapter 1237 - 276: Evil Dragon Knight

"Boom——"

Accompanied by the sound of the air exploding, the flames roared, condensing into a clawing Red Dragon in the sky, diving towards Felipe’s direction.

Felipe merely grinned hideously, spreading his arms once again, as countless rays of black divine light were released from the Calamity Staff, also forming a twisted five-headed shadow in mid-air.

The two completely different forces collided mid-air, producing extremely terrifying shocks, creating a blazing fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters in the sky, where the radiant divine power intertwined and entangled.

"Thieving scum who stole the Mother Goddess’s bloodline, today is your doom——"

Felipe let out a cold laugh, swung the Calamity Staff in the air, and the giant Wyvern beneath him immediately glowed in its eyes, letting out a resounding roar, and suddenly flapped its wings, nearly a hundred meters wide, stirring up a violent storm, breaking through the radiance and clouds, and pouncing towards Misha.

At the same time, a dozen adult and young Red Dragons, and thousands of frenzied Dragon Worshippers, surrounded the giant Wyvern, resembling a surging black cloud, attacking the allied forces’ positions.

"For Tiamat!"

"Praise the great Mother of Evil Dragons!"

"The old era will perish, and the era of giant dragons ruling the earth is about to arrive!"

Tiamat’s divine light always enveloped their surroundings, making them more fanatical, devout, and frenzied, determined to launch a fierce attack even at the cost of their lives, hoping to gain the favor of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen.

Facing this aggressive evil dragon army, Misha merely let out a cold snort: "Seeking death..."

Her eyes were sharp, with blinding light bursting from the golden vertical pupils, and her slender hand swayed gently in the air, as if she was grabbing soft silk threads.

Behind her, over a hundred Dragon Pact Warlocks floated in the air, chanting Draconic Spell Incantations in unison, their voices orderly and deep, seemingly containing great power that could manipulate everything and change nature.

The next moment, a fierce gale erupted, and the heavens roared, accompanied by a violent roar, a dozen fire tornadoes emerged out of thin air, like scarlet pillars connecting the sky and the earth, blocking the evil dragon army, forming a grand wall of wind.

In an instant, the few hundred Dragon Worshippers at the front were caught off guard, swallowed by the violent tornadoes, and then mercilessly shredded, turning into countless fragments of flesh, bones, and scales in mid-air, becoming debris in the gale.

These fire tornadoes were like meat grinders, carrying the might of a scourge, shredding all the approaching Dragon Worshippers.

And the empire fleet hovered behind that wind wall, even if some Dragon Worshippers were lucky enough to pass through the wind wall, they would be turned into sieves under the concentrated fire of the empire’s laser cannons and rapid-fire cannons, with no chance of survival.

But Felipe, with a cold sneer, tapped the head of the giant Wyvern beneath him with the staff: "It’s your turn to act, offspring of the Mother Goddess..."

This giant beast opened its bloodthirsty mouth once again, with a thunderous roar coming from within, and then spewed a ball of pitch-black smoke from deep within its throat, as if imprisoning countless twisted shadows, letting out dreadful, mournful wails.

Every Chromatic Dragon Beast was built upon the lives of countless mortals, and as expected, they absorbed the grievances of those mortals, converting them into destructive power.

"Boom——"

The black smoke surged over with wails, like highly concentrated acid, dissolving, corroding the magic-natured wind wall, creating a hole nearly a hundred meters in diameter.

Seeing this, Felipe raised the Calamity Staff high, waving it in the air: "Go! People of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, tear apart those self-righteous Imperial People, and let them understand with blood——the might of giant dragons!"

"Roar!"

Before the words finished, countless Dragon Worshippers and Dragon Blood Monsters surged into the hole, forming a massive mottled vortex in mid-air.

Misha extended her hand, pointing at the surging Dragon Worshippers, and coldly ordered, "Clear them away——the great Ashen Empire’s Emperor is watching you! Victory will ultimately belong to the Empire!"

"Boom!"

The deafening explosion, the whistling of gunfire, intertwined in the sky, with the empire fleet unleashing its full firepower, and the artillery units on the ground elevating their barrels, unleashing countless bullets, shells, and rockets like a torrential rain towards the group of Dragon Worshippers.

There were also hundreds of beams crisscrossing, sweeping across the sky repeatedly, each sweep causing hundreds of Dragon Worshippers to plummet like straw cut by a sickle.

The sky battlefield grew increasingly intense, with the corpses of Dragon Worshippers and Dragon Blood Monsters raining down, trailing black smoke as they fell to the ground, piling up into small hills.

And on the vast ground battlefield, the situation was equally grim, with millions of troops entangled with dozens of Chromatic Dragon Beasts. Every moment, allied soldiers were stomped to death, engulfed by Dragon Breath, or killed by the roar’s shock.

And those Chromatic Dragon Beasts, covered in wounds, wailing repeatedly, with over a dozen collapsing under the burden, stirring up dust to the sky, causing the earth to rumble with a deep sound.

At the same time, the Dragon Worship Church’s elite troops also joined this chaotic battle.

The "Snake Guard Regiment" clad in dark, heavy Dragon Scale Armor surged from Sunset City, wielding poisoned long knives, forming a compact formation, like a river of steel flowing on the ground, charging towards the weakest point in the allied forces’ defenses.