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The Snow Giant Da ripped the wings of the Shadowflame Dragon, and Count Merlin’s eyes almost burst with rage. He drove the Manganese Steel Dragon Mercedes in a dive, rushing towards the Snow Giant Da who was about to tear off another wing.

The clouds were dispersed by the howling wind.

Soon, Count Merlin saw Snow Giant Da’s face clearly.

It was an extremely ugly ice-sculpted face, with a bald head, a flat nose, broken fangs, pockmarked skin, hedgehog-like nostril hair, and a pair of white eyeballs that chilled the spine.

“Mercedes, now is the moment!” shouted Count Merlin.

The Manganese Steel Dragon Mercedes flew close to Snow Giant Da’s face, then turned and aimed a burst of dragon breath directly at those white eyeballs.

Boom!

Flames shot out, piercing deep into Snow Giant Da’s white eyeballs.

The Snow Giant Da, in agonizing pain, reached out blindly towards the Manganese Steel Dragon, his sinister hands like small mountains covering all escape routes for the Manganese Steel Dragon.

Seizing this breather, the Shadowflame Dragon rolled over and lunged violently at Snow Giant Da’s waist, knocking the giant down and saving both the Manganese Steel Dragon and Count Merlin. Ignoring its broken wing, the dragon’s limbs drove deeply into the Snow Giant Da’s flesh.

The dragon opened its mouth and resumed tearing at Snow Giant Da’s neck.

However, at that moment, Snow Giant Da suddenly reached back, his nails sharp as picks, and plunged his hand directly into the abdomen of the Shadowflame Dragon.

The magma scales there shattered like crispy potato chips, and then Snow Giant Da’s entire hand disappeared into the belly.

The Shadowflame Dragon let out a grievous howl, loosening its bite, its entire body’s magma scales trembling.

This was an attack that touched the soul.

“No!” Count Merlin, who had escaped Snow Giant Da’s claws, saw this scene and his eyes went wide.

Twenty-one years ago, in the battle of the downfall, it was this part of the Shadowflame Dragon that was hit hard. Its internal organs were nearly gouged out by Snow Giant Da. Even after years of recuperation in the volcano, the injuries had still not fully healed.

“Hold on, Shadowflame!” Count Merlin clenched his fist.

Then the Manganese Steel Dragon Mercedes let out a piercing screech, and the Bipedal Flying Dragons, who were still entangled with the Snow Demon Legion in the distance, began to fly towards the center of the battlefield.

Along with Count Merlin, they charged fearlessly at Snow Giant Da to assist the Shadowflame Dragon.

In the distance.

The fallen snow had already covered the horses’ legs. The charge of the Glowing Valley Knight Regiment was severely restricted, but the resonance of the regiment’s battle qi could still sweep away the snow, allowing the warhorses to rush rapidly through it, albeit at a greater cost.

“Deep breaths!”

Russell, seeing some knights falling behind, slowed down the Unicorn Polly to ride alongside them.

“Yes, Lord Russell!” the knights responded.

Soon, the piercing screech of the Manganese Steel Dragon Mercedes could be heard again. Russell couldn’t make out which Bipedal Flying Dragon it was, nor did he understand the meaning of the screech.

The battlefield was obscured by snow mist, preventing him from seeing clearly what was happening in the distance.

All he heard were the roars of Snow Giant Da and the agonizing screams of the Shadowflame Dragon. Clearly, the battle had intensified.

“Chirp chirp!”

Above the Knight Regiment, Ros the Clay Dragon seemed a bit restless, occasionally looking towards the center of the battlefield. It seemed to want to fly over to investigate, but ultimately, it did not, continuing to fight hard alongside the Knight Regiment.

Even further away.

All of the Bipedal Flying Dragons of the Dragon Blood Knights had already flown towards the center of the battlefield.

Even without the support of the Bipedal Flying Dragons, this elite Knight Regiment, composed entirely of Great Knights and a third being Phantom Beast Knights, remained terribly fierce, brutally drilling through any Snow Demons and Snow Ghosts that could be drilled, steamrolling their way forward.

And occasionally, they shouted “The Grand Duke is with us!”

Grand Duke Kunstan, mingling among the knights, initially was at the back of the pack, just like Russell’s supporting detachment.

But as the battle progressed, the bloodline within Grand Duke Kunstan grew more volatile, and he gradually made his way from the rear to the frontline of the troops. Nobody stopped him; instead, the knights loyal to the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family roared in excitement.

With their spirits high, Grand Duke Kunstan simply joined in the roaring, “Victory belongs to the Shadowflame Grand Duchy!”

“Victory belongs to the Shadowflame Grand Duchy!”

“Victory belongs to…”

Cries echoed through the sky, shattering even the wind and snow, not to mention the Snow Demons and Snow Ghosts floundering like headless flies.

Wherever the Dragon Blood Knights passed, Snow Ghosts turned to ash, and Snow Demons crumbled into chunks of ice.

“After surviving this battle, I shall replace Count Merlin and capture the heart of every Knight!” Grand Duke Kunstan looked back at his troops, filled with boundless pride.

The scene before him seemed illusory, as if he could see a radiant future.

…

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A flock of Flying Beasts flew over the battlefield, scattering more phosphor, illuminating the sky once again as it grew dim.

The Knight Regiment’s movements gradually decreased in scope; most knights and horses began to rest and recover.

Charging from day until midnight, not only the nobly bred warhorses were exhausted, but even the knights with Battle Qi slumped from fatigue.

Fortunately, the supply teams from the Grand Duchy arrived shortly thereafter.

They brought dry food, water, and the urgently needed Magic Elixirs for each Knight Regiment. There were elixirs for the warriors, healing potions for the horses, and special tonics to relieve exhaustion.

A sip of the spirit tonic could invigorate both horse and rider.

Different Magic Potions could be mixed and refined into various Magic Elixirs. Most common potions created simple restorative, boiling, and amplifying tonics, while only a few special potions could yield healing and spirit elixirs.

One might say a single spirit tonic could trade for ten restorative potions.

This time, Red Castle spared no expense, dispensing even spirit tonics to enhance the sustained combat capability of the Knight Regiment.

“Truly reluctant to drink it, this isn’t just Magic Potion we’re drinking, but Gold Coins!” a knight said, lamenting.

“The Grand Duke gave it to us; we should drink without hesitation, and after drinking, we can earn even more Gold Coins!” another knight laughed heartily, patting the pouch attached to his waist full of Ice Pellet Pearls.

An older, more prudent knight cautioned, “Don’t relax too soon, the battle is not yet over.”

“Yes, the Shadowflame Dragon and Snow Giant Da are still fighting, from afternoon until midnight… but come to think of it, it’s been a while since we’ve had any orders from the Flying Dragon Knights; it’s the Phantom Beast Knights who have been relaying commands.”

“The Flying Dragon Knights must be engaged in the fight between the dragon and the giant.”

“Why isn’t Mr. Ross getting involved?”

“Shh, keep it down.”

The knights glanced at Ros the Clay Dragon, who had landed to rest and was being fed personally by Baron Roman.

Lord Sally, sipping his chilly ale and munching meat roll pancakes, expressed his melancholic thoughts: “Having Mr. Ross here guarding us gives us a sense of security. If Mr. Ross had gone to the center of the battlefield, we would be sitting here on edge.”

Before his words could fade,

A loud, resonant roar came from the dark horizon, accompanied by the pressing weight of dragon might.

“Ugh!”

The Knights of the Glowing Valley, currently at rest, started to stir, and even Mr. Ross became restless.

“What’s going on?”

“What was that sound?”

“There’s dragon might… do you feel it? It seems not to be the Shadowflame Dragon’s might!”

“I felt it too!”

“Is it another Great Dragon?”

Knight after knight stood up, peering into the distant dark sky, but the never-ending snowstorm, despite the illumination of the phosphor, made it impossible to see clearly.

Lord Russell quickly walked over to Baron Roman, glanced at the agitated Ros the Clay Dragon, and asked, “Father, is this… a Great Dragon from the Scorching Torrent Kingdom coming to our aid?”

As Baron Roman soothed Mr. Ross, he looked towards the dark sky and slowly nodded: “Indeed, it seems the battle is coming to an end.”