Ashen Dragon-Chapter 580 - 37 The Battlefront

Chapter 580: Chapter 37: The Battlefront

Chapter 580 -37: The Battlefront

“The Third Battle Zone, huh?”

“I understand.”

After putting down the flashing communicator, Alger rode his Giant Eagle to the top of the troop formation, effortlessly hovering in the sky.

“As you all have seen, in the face of the Empire’s strength, these bastards from The Abyss stand no chance!”

“But we must not take them lightly; there are greater challenges awaiting us!

Men, advance along the Huor Mountain Range to the west! To the Third Battle Zone!”

Instantly, the Red Scale Conquerors, who had just experienced a great victory, became even more excited, eagerly waiting to join the next battle.

For these warriors of the Empire, the battlefield brought not only scars and death but also glory and strength.

They waved their banners high, cheers rising like waves, echoing in the sky.

“Advance!”

“For the Empire!”

After slaughtering the Abyssal Dragon Beast Legion, under Alger’s command, the Ashen Empire’s Dragon troops gathered and set forth to the west.

They would go to the Third Battle Zone where the battle was fiercest, launching a surprise attack on the demon horde from the flank.

…

At the Isdalia Grand Altar.

“His strength isn’t bad, almost on par with an ordinary adult Red Dragon… it’s just that his brain still isn’t quite there.”

Cassius lay coiled on his throne, watching Gelrazax stand atop the head of the Abyssal Drake leader, howling victoriously towards the sky, and calmly assessed.

He wasn’t overly worried about the battle in the Huor Mountain Range.

The Red Scale Conquerors were his sharp dagger, and Gelrazax, having received multiple Bloodline Gifts, possessed strength comparable to a True Dragon, more than enough to handle the Abyssal Drakes.

What Cassius was most concerned about was the Third Battle Zone.

This zone was under the direct supervision of Imperial Marshal Dolores, where the strongest armies of the Ashen Empire were ready for battle.

Beyond lay vast plains, dotted with military bastions like Black Stone Fortress and Oneal City, nearly the most strategically important locations within the Imperial’s Wall.

And this was the site for the “decisive battle” planned by the Military Department.

The demons clearly saw this too, as the surging Magic Tide covered the wasteland before the defensive line. In just this battle zone alone, hundreds of thousands of demons gathered, among them many powerful beings.

Among these demons, Cassius could perceive a whiff of danger.

Cassius was well aware of the Empire’s weaknesses: due to its recent establishment, the mid and upper levels of the Empire’s strength were too thin, and the lower tier of the army relied too heavily on military equipment, making their own strength relatively weak and easily suppressed by magic.

However, this flaw was compensated for by the allies of the Empire, and Cassius had enough confidence in his own Retainers.

For the Empire, this was not only a war that decided survival, but also a bloody trial.

Only by adapting to this intense degree of warfare could the Empire truly establish itself on the Fianso Continent and even conquer the vast South.

“Sigh…”

Hot white smoke billowed from the nostrils and the gaps between teeth, lingering beside the Red Dragon.

Cassius stared at the demon horde that covered the mountains and fields, his pale golden eyes twinkling as if piercing through the fierce demon bodies, seeing the profound eyes hidden behind them.

“Gelrazax, when your Abyssal Legion is utterly annihilated…

Will you still be able to restrain yourself?”

The corners of the Red Dragon’s mouth curled up slightly, revealing a chilling smile.

And in that Magic Image, the continual artillery fire served as a backdrop, with the Empire’s most elite troops fighting the demons.

…

“Boom!”

A shell fell among the demons, igniting fierce flames, swallowing hundreds of them.

“Quick! Firepower strike! We cannot let them reach the high ground!”

George kept firing at the demon horde, shouting anxiously.

With the support of the Dragon Scale Cultivators, the battle zone he was responsible for had mostly held off the Abyssal offensive, clearing the nearby demons.

He had also received a transfer order from his superiors, leading the most elite troops nonstop to provide support in the fiercely contested Third Battle Zone.

But at this moment, on this intense battlefield, demons and Imperial Soldiers died every second, with armies totaling millions from both sides engaging in a brutal slaughter across this wilderness.

The ground was littered with bomb craters and ravines; the demons covered the earth, their purple-black blood forming rivers.

And George’s task with his thousand elite Soldiers was merely to hold the defensive line on the high ground to the west, delaying the demon’s onslaught.

“Boom—”

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, leaving a deep furrow on the ground as a powerful cylindrical sonic wave surged towards the densest concentration of Imperial Soldiers.

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“No! It hurts!”

Immediately under the powerful sound wave, hundreds of Imperial Soldiers were sent flying, their shields shattered, blood spurting from their ears and noses.

That was a Roaring Spell!

George’s eyes reddened instantly as he fired several shots into the demon horde, yelling with eyes nearly bursting, “Spellcasters! Scatter! Don’t gather there!”

“Boom—”

But another cylindrical sound wave surged forward, the ground shaking, rocks breaking, and dozens of Human Soldiers on the high ground killed instantly.

Just these two spells had caused hundreds of casualties, cutting George’s troops by more than half and leaving the defense on the high ground particularly vulnerable.

George looked into the distance and saw a dozen towering, ferocious figures emerge from the thick fog, accompanied by deep, hoarse roars.