Chapter 125: 123 Begin Final Assault_l
Translator: 549690339
Warwick’s life and death were unknown, and Redscale’s situation was becoming increasingly difficult.
The Gnolls, Lizardmen, or other monsters that rushed up as the vanguards had mostly died by now.
Redscale was now surrounded by several Thunder Legion monsters.
Under the fierce continuous attacks, this Dragonborn Lizardman, much stronger than ordinary monsters, had to retreat one step after another.
But soon, he had nowhere to retreat. One more step back, and he would fall from the earth wall into the trench behind him.
Would the great Silver Dragon Lord allow himself to flee back in disgrace like a fleeing dog?
Redscale clenched his teeth. Just as he decided to fight to the death, he felt a series of vibrations beneath his feet.
This vibration made it difficult for all the monsters on the earth wall to stand, enabling Redscale to catch his breath for a moment.
Soon, Redscale discovered that behind him in the trench, there were rows of rough earth and stone bridges that had unknowingly appeared.
Looking to the side, a two-headed Ogre was grinning foolishly at him.
It was Mega Fatty and Second Fatty, who were holding the ragged Fire Stick, coming to the rescue at Otto’s request!
At first, Otto thought of sending cannon fodder to test the enemy’s strength, but he didn’t expect Warwick and Redscale to be surprisingly strong.
The hit rate of the catapults was touching, but limited by the jungle environment and their small numbers, they could be ignored given the large number of Soaring Dragon Legion monsters.
The biggest problem at this time was the dozen or so tall arrow towers.
Each arrow tower could hold more than ten longbowmen, and they could estimate that more than three hundred ranged units effortlessly showered arrow rain on the monsters below.
Moreover, the monsters’ physique was incredibly resilient, and they did not experience the fatigue that human longbowmen felt after only a few shots.
Just as Otto was thinking about how to deal with these things, Warwick solved the problem for him.
Although he only temporarily attracted firepower, Otto could not waste such a good opportunity.
So, Otto, who was observing in the air, immediately used the Communication
Scale to contact Gaz on the ground and have him quickly send reinforcements.
The Communication Scale was naturally created by Sofia, and almost every upper-level monster in the Soaring Dragon Legion now had one.
Upon receiving the order, Gaz immediately dispatched all the outer city monsters from the Soaring Dragon Legion, with the Fireball Clan, led by three Dragonborn Ogres, acting as the vanguard.
This attack wasn’t a probing one; it was a true all-out assault!
Just as Otto had thought, although the catapults kept throwing boulders, the actual effect was minimal.
Without the pressure from the dozen arrow towers, Mega Fatty led a large number of monsters to the simple trench and earth wall in a short time.
Mega Fatty was one of the few spellcasters in the Soaring Dragon Legion who had learned the Skill of Rapid Construction of Wonders, but his skills were lacking, and he could only build a small building the size of a matchbox at most.
However, in this situation, building some rudimentary bridges over the trenches that led to the earth wall was doable.
After three years of learning and progress, Mega Fatty’s spellcasting level had become quite impressive.
If measured by the Great Fireball Skill, he could now cast more than ten in a short amount of time.
If Saru hadn’t been transformed into a Dragonborn monster, then besides
Sofia, Mega Fatty would have been the strongest spellcaster in the Soaring Dragon Legion.And the great legendary Lich Moray, for various reasons, can now only boast his precious theoretical knowledge.
If he were to enter the battlefield, he might not even be as good as a Goblin Wolf Cavalry.
After building a simple and effective earth wall on the trench, Little Fatty raised his Serpent Lizard Bone Hammer, and Wuga carried a large mace covered with iron spikes. The two powerful Dragonborn Ogres charged onto the earth wall first.
Five hundred adult ogres of the Fireball Clan followed their leader, quickly clearing out a position on the earth wall.
Following the ogres were the Quilboar wielding giant axes. Some fortunate survivors under the ogres would be kindly finished off by them with an axe.
The recently joined Bearmen of the Soaring Dragon Legion were not to be outdone, wanting to prove their worth in this battle.
Having witnessed the whole process of Gaz turning into a Dragonborn monster, Bearman Leader Doke was quite envious.
Moreover, the Lizardmen of the Dragon Eye Clan said that in order to receive the Silver Dragon Lord’s blessing, one only needs to make enough contributions.
Every monster had a chance.
Other than the Bearmen, most of the monsters belonging to the Soaring Dragon Legion thought the same way in the battlefield.
Most monsters had average strength, poor talent, and short lifespan. This rare opportunity to change their fate naturally drove them mad.
Constructing these simple bridges had consumed nearly all of Mega Fatty’s magic power, and he once again entered Sage Mode, transferring control of his body to Second Fatty.
Second Fatty excitedly switched to dual wielding hammers, and a strange magical radiance shone around him.
Every monster illuminated by the light was invigorated, charging forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
However, the first to break through the Earth Wall Defense Line were not the three powerful Dragonborn Ogres, but a Dragonborn Troll, Kamia, who moved like an enormous spider on the ground.
This low-profile troll in the Soaring Dragon Legion once again unleashed his brutal nature, abandoning his fellow tribesmen and comrades, and quickly rushing towards the area with the largest number of Thunder Legion members.
What followed was a frenzy of bloody carnage.
Even the various peripheral monsters of the Thunder Legion were not weak in strength, at least equal to the Quilboar.
However, in front of this powerful Dragonborn Troll, there didn’t seem to be much of a difference.
Kamia’s body was low to the ground, and his six strong limbs were incredibly agile. The surrounding monsters wielding inferior weapons were no match for him.
Even if a wound deep enough to see the bone was inflicted on him, he could easily recover in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, Kamia was astonishingly brutal. In the midst of intense combat, he still remembered to stuff some monsters into his mouth as food.
Even the evil monsters were scared by his crazy behavior.
The battle had suddenly turned fierce. Heavily-armored Rita had to give up repairing the severely damaged arrow towers.
As she requested the remaining arrow towers to hurry up and attack, she led the Ogre Magicians to launch a counterattack against the Soaring Dragon Legion.
Even so, the leader of the Blue Storm Clan, Kuru, still did not order the use of the Torsion Ballista.
He only told the monsters near the catapult to move forward because the catapult had no use at this time.
At the same time, on his request, the Blue-headed Chimera Leader, Thunder, took to the skies with his seventy-plus tribesmen.
Meanwhile, the Minotaur and Ogre core monster races of the Thunder Legion also began to move, preparing to join the battle..
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