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Chapter 373 - 346 The Githyanki army

Chapter 373: Chapter 346 The Githyanki army

Giant dragons had been absent for over seventeen hundred years, and for the vast majority of Laine people, they were nothing but stories from history.

These fiery red giants were only slightly smaller than the Time Dragon the Emperor of Laine transformed into, but to humans, they remained terrifying behemoths.

And before them, there wasn’t just one giant dragon, but several dozens of them.

The Laine people were stunned, but the Red Dragons wouldn’t be.

No sooner had these Red Dragons appeared than they began swiftly diving down, spewing dragon breath toward the Laine people on the ground.

The fierce flames fell among the crowd, instantly igniting countless Laine soldiers.

By the time the Light Priests came to their senses, they hurriedly used Rainmaking Spell to extinguish the flames, and then applied Divine Arts to heal the burned soldiers.

Although the treatment was timely, and the casualties were not many, the whole effort seemed somewhat disorganized.

The morale of Laine people was shaken, and although there was no rout, they had no experience with battling giant dragons, and even the officers were bewildered, unsure of how to issue orders.

All the Laine people instinctively turned towards their emperor, the giant Time Dragon.

Facing giant dragons, it should be a giant dragon to deal with them, right?

The power of the Magic Dragon Armament was so strong, it should be able to...

Under everyone’s gaze, the giant Time Dragon was being assaulted by five Red Dragons.

Although the Time Dragon tried hard to wield its Power of Time, it didn’t seem to affect these Red Dragons and was instead being bitten all over by them.

Amberser, who was watching the battle from afar, couldn’t help but curse, "Idiot, giant dragons live for thousands of years; what good is reverting a few decades?"

The Power of Time wasn’t meant to be used like this. If Amberser were in control, he would not use the reversion of time on these giant dragons, but on himself instead. The continuous teleportation that came with reverting time alone would be enough to toy with these several Red Dragons to death.

A waste with a Divine Artifact remains a waste after all.

And this Young Emperor was more than just a waste; chased by the Red Dragons, he was as pathetic as a panic-stricken deserter.

Despite the inherent Acceleration Spell effect of the Time Dragon, which made it much more agile than these Red Dragons, he couldn’t escape and was quickly covered in wounds.

And at this moment, instead of finding courage, the cornered Young Emperor lost his wits and charged towards the Laine people below.

All he could think about was retreating to the midst of the Laine Army, to let these Laine soldiers protect him.

The giant Time Dragon, heedless of anything else, charged toward the ground, and the Laine soldiers, seeing His Majesty the Emperor heading their way, didn’t even dare to dodge for fear of forcing His Majesty the Emperor to make a hard landing.

The result was that the Time Dragon crashed directly into the supporting troops behind, its massive body crushing many Laine soldiers into a pulp.

This carnage was even more horrible than the breath of the Red Dragons.

The Time Dragon plowed a gory path through the crowd and then the Young Emperor swiftly changed back to human form. He cried out loudly, "Quick, protect me!"

The moment this shout rang out, the morale of the Laine people took a severe blow.

After all, it was you, Your Majesty, who insisted on leading the battle personally and monopolizing all authority. If you, protected by a Divine Artifact, ended up in such a state, what were the others to do?

Once this thought began to surface, it could quickly sap one’s will to fight.

It’s a wonder it was the Laine Army; otherwise, the morale of any army whose own commander had just crushed a swath of their ranks would have disintegrated by now.

However, the Red Dragons in the sky were not about to let the Laine people off so easily; they continued to spit out dragon’s breath and numerous small figures began leaping down from their backs.

All of these figures were clad in shining silver armor, wielding a variety of weapons.

They were nimble, jumping down from a height of twenty or thirty meters and were able to stand up with just a roll.

Upon standing, they first shot two crossbow bolts, then drew their weapons and charged at the Laine people.

The Githyanki had also arrived, this was their vanguard. All Githyanki were soldiers, and the weak had been weeded out in daily training; those who could campaign in other planes were all elites.

They acutely sensed that the auxiliary corps were the weak point, circumventing the positions of the Paladins and Light Priests, and rushed toward the now disorderly auxiliary corps. The Githyanki were ruthless killers, with incredibly powerful combat abilities.

Arrows fell like rain, swords flashed fiercely, and as soon as these Githyanki plunged into the crowd, they began a massacre.

Rows of Laine soldiers fell, and they were about to capture the young emperor who was shouting loudly when the sound of horse hooves came from behind, and the Paladin Legion had finally turned around to catch up.

They still held massive Holy Light shields in front, blocking all the Githyanki’s crossbow bolts, then the army charged through, trampling many Githyanki into mush.

The heretics had been killed in such a way before, but the difference was that this charge had reduced the numbers of the Paladin Legion.

Both the men and horses were heavily armored, with several spells supporting them, and on top of the strength of the Paladins themselves, all these advantages still led to many Paladins being killed by the Githyanki counterattack, highlighting how terrifying these foes were.

At that moment, someone among the Light Priests shouted, "In the name of the Lord of the Dawn, annihilate these enemies!"

Following the cry, a vast Holy Light descended from the sky, enveloping several Red Dragons and a large number of Githyanki.

The fearsome energy scorched these enemies, causing them to emit thick smoke.

The strongest Divine Art of the Light Priests — Divine Intervention — could invoke a glimpse of the Lord of the Dawn, allowing a deity to break through the restrictions of Aeo to eliminate dangers for their faithful.

No one knew which legendary priest was casting the Divine Art, but the effect of this Divine Intervention was extremely powerful; within the embrace of the Holy Light, even the Red Dragons were injured and fled howling. The Githyanki within were all reduced to ash, with no one surviving.

With one strike, it sent the Red Dragons flying high in fear, reluctant to carelessly breathe fire again.

The Githyanki on the ground were also startled, swiftly scattering their ranks, but they were not intimidated by these casualties.

In terms of zealotry, the Laine people couldn’t compare to the Githyanki.

This group of ugly creatures with skin like toads launched another attack against the Laine people, forcing the Paladins to spread out their ranks to defend.

The Laine people had to face not only the Githyanki in front of them but also be constantly wary of the Red Dragons above, this pincer attack was putting the Laine front line at great risk.

But the most terrifying problem was not the combat prowess of the Githyanki and the Red Dragons; it was the massive portal that kept spewing out Red Dragons and Githyanki.

The Red Dragons in the sky had already exceeded forty, and more Githyanki kept jumping directly from the portal, only opening their parachute packs for a soft landing just before hitting the ground.

In just a minute or two, the number of Githyanki had already exceeded ten thousand.

One huge Red Dragon came through the portal, and atop its back, a Githyanki clad in silver armor raised his right hand high.

Ominous clouds gathered in the sky above, and corrosive rain began to fall, drenching the Laine soldiers below.

Such a widespread Acid Rain Spell indicated that the legendary powerful Githyanki had arrived.

If things continued this way, this army of Laine would be overwhelmed by the immense number of enemies.

And just at this critical moment, a figure radiating Holy Light appeared in the sky above.

He was like lightning, flickering constantly in the sky, and with each appearance, he landed on a Red Dragon’s head, his longsword piercing through the dragon’s eyes.

Dreadful dragon roars echoed continuously, and the army of Red Dragons in the sky had their formation disrupted once again.

Allen’s voice overpowered those dragon roars, speaking to the Laine Army on the ground, "Retreat quickly, head back to Flow Flame City to defend!"