Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
The Drake Legion was being decimated by Lin Moyu. The seemingly powerful Dragonkind Archers and Mages were falling like wheat to the scythe, dying in the explosions.
Ni Jun was stunned by Lin Moyu’s overwhelming power. His skill seemed to ignore the difference in levels, though the exact mechanics were unclear. What was clear, however, was its terrifying capacity for mass slaughter.
Amidst the carnage, Ni Jun felt a vague sense of danger, as if something ominous was approaching. Zhang Qian, sensing it too, spoke in a low voice, “Something’s off.”
Ni Jun, though still reeling from shock, kept his eyes on the battlefield. “The enemy's legion support is too calm. It’s like he doesn’t care.”
His gaze fixed on the rear of the Drake Legion, where their legion support stood detached, displaying no fear or concern despite the slaughter. His indifference felt unnerving—almost conspiratorial.
Zhang Qian added grimly, “It’s not just him. Look at their troops. By now, any normal force would’ve had a complete collapse in morale. But these Dragonkind soldiers—despite their fear, anger, and anxiety—seem unnaturally rigid. And the Knights, Mages, and Archers—they all seem like they made from the same mold.”
Following Zhang Qian’s observation, Ni Jun understood he was right.
Suddenly, Zhang Qian exclaimed, “Their legion support is taking action.”
The figure at the back, quiet until now, suddenly thrust his stave into the ground. A bright light surged, forming a complex magic formation. A teleportation channel suddenly appeared above, and a Dragonkind leaped out.
This Dragonkind stood over 5 meters tall, with a powerful build, clad in massive armor and wielding a platinum rank spear. What was most striking were the decorative horns adorning his head, legs, and knees.
“Is that a Dragonkind Battle General?” Ni Jun asked, uncertain.
Zhang Qian quickly used the Demon Watcher Eye, and his face darkened, “Yes. A level 70 Dragonkind Battle General.”
A level 70 Dragonkind Battle General was as strong as a human top-level class user who had
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