Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Silon watched the battlefield with cold eyes.
Though a new creation, he possessed the typical ruthless streak present in all dragons. He did not feel anything at all toward the death of his mass-produced subordinates. Without any intelligence, these things were not even creatures in his eyes. Their only mission from birth was to plunder the Abyss and bring glory to their lord.
The dragons’ sharp teeth and claws tore through the demons’ bodies. The fishy blood would splash all over the place as the demons would fall to the ground.
Weak demons were easily torn in half while powerful demons would continue fighting even if their legs were torn apart. This was simply normal in the Abyss where killing was part of the norm. The demons were also eager to kill and grow stronger through killing.
These dragons did not have fear because they did not have any intelligence at all. They simply completed their assigned tasks with mechanical efficiency until they were destroyed.
The powerful six-armed marilith had a lethal weapon on each of its arms and spat out corrosive venom with its beautiful face, and the balor demon unleashed hell flames that could easily melt iron.
The dragons also unleashed their breaths. Because these dragons were created with nuclear material, each breath possessed nuclear energy that caused demons to bubble up and deform until they lost their lives.
Although the dragon army was strong, there were simply too many demons. Dragons would even fall from time to time when they are swarmed. After a dragon died, the demons would tear its wings apart, gouge its eyes out, and pull out its claws and teeth.
This battle was incredibly dark. There were countless wounded and dead in the demon army while the dragons led by Silon had also been reduced by half.
Normally, this was a lose-lose result, but Silon did not care. These mass-produced dragons did not matter at all even if they died. Their god would still continue to make them and in a few decades, an even larger army of dragons would be formed.
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