"Why are the doors of space open and they can't come?"

"Is something going on?"

The black dragons gathered on the outskirts of the Dragon and were quietly discussing.

The strongest and oldest elder of the Black Dragon slowly opened his eyes widened. He seemed to have thought of something.

...

In the vortex of space, the group of black dragons who were evacuating first under the black-haired dragon girl were still flying forward desperately.

It was a round, narrow passage, only enough for a dragon to spread its wings to pass through, which was considered to have created a space crack artificially. There were unstable space turbulence around it. Once it was swept in, let alone the corpse, even the soul would be torn to pieces.

At this moment, the girl in the dragon clan led by the leader also realized that something was wrong. According to usual experience, the length of their passage is only ten kilometers at most. Although they cannot use magic at will in this passage to avoid accidentally breaking the balance and causing the passage to collapse, at the dragon's flight speed, ten kilometers should have passed long ago.

But they had not seen the exit yet. Not only did they not see the exit, but they could not even see a trace of light. The surroundings were covered with darkness, and only lightning was leaping.

An unstoppable worry was climbing into her heart.

Turn around? That is absolutely impossible. Not to mention the possible consequences of forced turning around in this narrow passage when so many dragons fly at high speed, the battle situation behind will definitely collapse. If the opponent forcibly captures the entrance, what will be the consequences of guarding there?

...

At the same time, at the entrance, the battle is undergoing essential changes.

A large number of skeleton wolf knights joined the battle, and the black dragons were torn off from the sky by the bone dragon.

The undead, especially those who are completely controlled by the lich, do not fear death and naturally do not understand fear. Or in other words, they are fear itself.

Ritchie is bringing this fear to the point.

When a skull dragon is torn apart, it is just torn apart. Perhaps after repairing it, it can still soar in the blue sky again, but at least at this moment, it falls down.

And when a black dragon is killed...after a moment, it will transform into a zombie dragon or bone dragon and join the battle against its comrades during its lifetime. It may not take a minute. Even the human soldiers who died in battle are repeating this process.

The gray magic power flows in the air, so rich that it is almost visible to the naked eye. Life is just a weapon that can be used here.

The "Sea of ​​Dead Bone" hit like a tsunami. This is the real power of death. Even the soldiers of the Confederate were frightened.

An ambivalent emotion is growing.

It may not be difficult for a group of lichs to uphold justice. It is nothing more than that lichs are inspired by justice.

But the existence of lichs, especially their fighting style, is itself a blasphemy of life. They are the gods of death. They can rebirth the dead and resurrect the living, like a huge vortex, devouring all life. And in the center of the vortex, there will be only death, except death, nothing.

Is this still justice?

Perhaps this is the unity between death and justice, at least not well-known to humans.

The undead launched wave after wave of charge, as if there was no end. The battlefield of the black dragons was being compressed bit by bit [.], whether in the sky or on the ground.

Some black dragons also launched a counter-charge against the undead. Their counter-charge did take effect, blocking the advancement of the undead. After all, there is a gap in strength between the bone dragon and the real black dragon.

However, soon, due to the lack of subsequent power support, Augustberg would have to watch the black dragon rushing to the front line be wrapped in the undead and lost its trace. After a moment, he appeared on the battlefield as the undead and joined the battle against his own side.

This war model is no longer just a matter of winning or losing, it seriously stimulates the psychological endurance of participants.

"Sure enough... there are very, very many lichs supporting him! He just wants to lure us to fight him head-on! But why didn't I appear? At this time, shouldn't we show off our power?" Augustberg could only grit his teeth and roar: "Hurry up! Keep up! Hold on! Hold on!"

While Augustberg was in a panic command of this impossible battle, more black dragons were pouring into the space channel.

...

The wind blew gently, and the exit of the space passage was empty.

I have been waiting for a long time, but there is still no black dragon coming out of it.

The Great Elder of the Black Dragon said hesitantly: "There must be something wrong with them."

Suddenly, the black dragons around were in an uproar.

"What should I do? My son hasn't come back yet!" a mother was shouting.

"My daughter is inside too!" a father roared.

"My father..." Some children were worried.

"They must be rescued! They must be rescued! The space channel is still maintained, which means they are not completely defeated! Maybe... maybe as long as we rescue them, we can win!" All the voices finally gathered into a stream.

"Everything is quiet! All are quiet!" The Great Elder of the Black Dragon was entrenched on the high ground and shouted in his deafening voice: "This is war! We must be careful! Don't worry, as long as there is a slight chance, we will not leave our tribe members behind! But now, we must first send someone to check the situation on the other side!"

"I'll go!" A slightly smaller black dragon volunteered. Before the Black Dragon elder could agree, he had already rushed into the space passage.

Immediately afterwards, several black dragons spread their wings and swooped in.

...

The black-haired Dragon Clan girl was still flying in the space passage that seemed to be endless, trying her best. Finally, she saw a light ahead.

Although it was very faint light, she was very sure that it was moonlight! This means that the exit was close to you!

...

Augustberg had to join the battle himself. Several zombie dragons were fighting with him, and they were once his teammates.

The dragon scales on his chest were scraped off hard, and blood was spilled out. In a trance, he saw that the last black dragon that had been arranged to leave had entered the space passage.

"At least half of it is saved, right?" he thought.

Two skull dragons fell from the sky, pressing heavily on his spread wings, tearing off their wings directly. The other zombie dragon hit his back directly.

He fell heavily and hit the ground.

Like a tide, countless undead soldiers rushed forward and instantly submerged him.

...

When the dragon girl stepped out of the space passage, she was stunned and opened her eyes wide.

The silver-white moonlight shines on the earth, the lush forests. The clear stream flows under her feet.

This is the south... not the north.

In front of her were endless undead legions, various undead giant beasts, and countless lichs hanging in the air like ghost fire.

Countless empty eye sockets faced her, and the soul fire was burning quietly in those eye sockets.

A huge building, shaped like a cannon, consisting of the spine and ribs of some kind of giant beast, stood in front of her, and the muzzle faced her.

Countless lichs are injecting magic into it.

Ritchie stood at the muzzle.

"Where is this?" the dragon girl couldn't help asking, "Why are you here? Why am I here?"

"This is the south." Ricci said indifferently: "Your space passage has been twisted by us. I'm really sorry. I've read the Golden Dragon Clan's classics about the magic of the Dragon Clan. Also, we open the space gate outside the Black Dragon City every day. Do you really think we are just transporting supplies? Then I might as well not bring the human legion, right? What can they do?"

Before the dragon girl could react, Ricci had raised his hand and pointed forward. The cannon-shaped building was activated. The gray, lightning-shaped magic power instantly hit.

The dragon girl quickly turned into a human form and flashed through this crazy attack.

However, she flashed by, but no one of her tribe members flashed by.

No one knows how long the magic power that attack had accumulated, with its long range and great power, exceeding the weapons known to any dragon girl. All the black dragons on the shooting path will turn into ashes in an instant, and even bones will not be left. The power even exceeds the turbulence of space.

The worst thing is that it shot directly into the space channel, which was straight... There are 1,500 black dragons in the channel. Except for the first batch of dragon girls who rushed out of the channel by luckily following the dragon clan girls, no black dragon can dodge, and it is impossible to dodge. They can only choose one of them when they are bombarded by the magic cannon and are involved in the space turbulence.

The magic power poured out instantly passed through the narrow and long space channel. Most black dragons had completely disappeared from this world without knowing what had happened.

When the gray magic poured out from the entrance of the space passage in the square, a long trace was burned on the earth instantly, destroying the city wall blocking it and flying into the sky, the black dragons who were still fighting were shocked.

That kind of despair...

Three thousand black dragons, if you rush hard, you will definitely have a large number of black dragons that can break out of the siege. Even if there are 1500 black dragons, there can be many black dragons that can break out of the siege, no matter how powerful the lichs are, they will be. However, they chose a seemingly safe strategic space channel.

As a result, the black dragons in the space channel did not even have the chance to participate in the battle and completely disappeared from this world. As for the black dragons who fought fiercely outside, they had already missed the opportunity to break through.

At the same time, the lichs they had always feared finally appeared in front of them. Hundreds of epic lichs appeared quietly on the streets, roofs, walls, and sky in the city...

Without any unnecessary words, the undead's offensive once again increased, and finally swallowed up the black dragons that were still fighting.

...

The bombardment was over. But under the powerful magic bombardment, there were still some fluctuations in the surrounding air, and tiny lightning flashed continuously.

The nearby trees and turf withered silently under the influence of the gray magic of death.

The dragon girl who fell to the ground widened her eyes and stared blankly at Richie standing on the high place.

The wind blew gently, raised Richie's cloak, cold armor, and face with no expression, and his hands suddenly in the air. At this moment, Richie, under the silver moonlight, looked more like a demon than a demon.

"You... you killed me 1,500 tribe members?" The girl's hand was slightly hard, and she had unconsciously fallen into the soil. The tears flowed through her face like a dam.

"It's three thousand." Ricci lowered his head slowly and looked at the girl and said softly: "You killed my father. The biggest difference between me and my father is that I will never persuade my real enemy to surrender. He chose to influence him, and I chose to erase him. This is the only place where I do not agree with my father. There is only one way to save your sins, that is, completely disappear from this world. The entire Black Dragon clan will be buried for my father."

At this moment, the girl's mind was blank.

"I like your way, Little Ritchie. Hahaha." Brutu landed beside Ritchie and smiled, "We should not be lenient against the evildoers."

"So too, I never thought of tricking them into the space channel to kill. Hahaha." Simon also fell to Rich's side: "Do you want to kill the remaining black dragons?"

"It's useful to keep them first. The real battle has just begun, and we still have many enemies to clear them."

"OK."
To be continued...