Ashen Dragon-Chapter 333 - 256 Ice Barrier
Chapter 333: Chapter 256 Ice Barrier
“No, my Lionheart Knights!”
“Damn Ashen Kingdom!”
Duke Leo gazed at the distant sea of fire, his expression twisted with rage, completely losing his usual composure and calm.
The Lionheart Knights, passed down through generations of the Boske Family, were the most powerful military force in the North. They were also a major reliance of the Boske Duchy in waging war and commanding other nations.
With the destruction of this army, even if they won this war, the position of the Boske Duchy would not remain as stable as before.
Originally, he dispatched the Lionheart Knights just to stabilize the defense line and delay the enemy’s advance. But he didn’t expect the Ashen Kingdom’s army to be so powerful. Even the Lionheart Knights, who were invincible and indestructible in defensive battles, couldn’t resist the fiery march of the Dragon Sanctuary Holy Knights.
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“They, they are coming!”
“This is not an enemy we can fight against!”
“Hurry, get out of here!”
“What should we do? There’s fire everywhere!”
He watched the retreating Allied Forces, the Ashen army approaching relentlessly, and the riddled ground.
He listened to the whistling of guns and cannons, the fierce battle cries, and the chaotic wails.
Duke Leo looked up at the densely white clouds in the sky and muttered softly:
“Lord Osedro…”
He knew, with the Silver Dragon in the Clouds being so mysterious and powerful, it would surely hear his call, no matter how quiet his voice was.
Sure enough, that deep voice resounded—it was Osedro Melwood.
“This is a war among mortals. I won’t intervene lightly. In my long life, I’ve learned this lesson countless times.”
“That Red Dragon, the one that disrupts the order between dragons and humans, has not yet appeared.”
Leo Boske’s body trembled slightly. He slowly knelt on one knee, his bearded lips moving gently.
“Please… take action, in the name of the highest ruler in the North.”
“Our country is at a critical juncture of life and death. The evil dragon has bestowed endless evil power upon its retainers. We mortals cannot resist it.”
His posture nearly prostrated to the dust.
This elderly duke felt powerless for the first time.
In the face of these powerful beings, his army and country were like ants, even the natural environment was easily changeable.
But as long as he could maintain his position and uphold the thousand-year rule of the Boske Family, no price was too high.
“Mortals, I have witnessed countless dynastic changes. Before my eyes, you can hide nothing. A man like you—if not for preserving order and balance, I wouldn’t bother to speak another word with you.”
“Don’t you understand?”
“I have already done my utmost. The disparity between you and your enemies is far more than the power granted by that Red Dragon…”
As the surrounding rout intensified, Duke Leo no longer cared about so-called noble dignity. He knelt on both knees, pressing his forehead tightly against the ground, melting a shallow pit in the snow.
“Lord Osedro… I am also for the order of the North! I beg you, whether it’s power or wealth, as long as you want, we can…”
“Enough.”
“Tsk, I still like to meddle.”
A long sigh came from the sky.
Duke Leo immediately raised his head in relief, his face full of surprise and joy.
The prolonged Draconic language echoed in the clouds, reverberating across the riddled ice field.
The ground trembled incessantly, and the surrounding winds howled, causing everyone on the battlefield to shiver.
“Boom!”
With the thunderous sound and a strong fluctuation of the Magic Web, an ice wall spanning several miles and reaching the clouds suddenly rose from the ground, enveloping nearly all Allied soldiers.
This ice wall was not thick, less than an inch, yet it was extremely hard and exuded a bone-chilling cold. Even the ogre’s artillery could not shatter it, and even the slightest touch would cause frostbite.
[Advanced Ice Barrier]
For a moment, all the Ashen Kingdom’s forces were stopped by this spell. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t break through the barrier.
“Damn, what is this thing?”
“We were about to annihilate the enemy’s main force! And this damn thing shows up!”
“Where’s the ogre artillery corps? Are they just eating and doing nothing?”
“Halt! Don’t get frostbitten!”
On two high slopes on the river bank at the rear of the Ashen Kingdom’s formation.
Ogre Archmage Ramp looked at the distant pure and flawless ice barrier. He couldn’t help but grip the toothpick-like magic wand in his hand tightly, his ugly face filled with solemnity.
“Such quality of spell…”
“This must be from a Legendary Mage. The Silver Dragon has taken action! Or perhaps they have other hidden spellcasters. This absolutely isn’t something local Anzeta spellcasters could cast!”
Ramp twirled his magic wand, pointing it towards the other side of the river.
As he chanted the spell, a scorching fireball flew across, crashing directly into the ice barrier—that was the Advanced Fireball Spell repeatedly modified by Ramp.
“Boom!”
Accompanied by a loud sound, the fireball only left scorch marks; the ice barrier remained unshaken.
This was the power of high-tier spells cast by a Legendary Mage. Even the mighty Ashen army couldn’t easily deal with it, and even Ramp was powerless against it.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Giant metal shells smashed into the ice barrier, creating explosions in mid-air, causing the ground to shake. But the seemingly thin and fragile barrier still shimmered in the sunlight.
Watching the intimidating explosions, Viscount Luton, standing among the Northern Nobility, felt a chill. He couldn’t help but pat his chest, trying to steady his rapid breathing.
“Phew, thank goodness…”
“Luckily, we have Lord Osedro.”
“The Ashen Kingdom’s army… it’s terrifying, truly a Scourge Legion.”
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Viscount Luton still felt lingering fear from the Ashen Kingdom’s fierce assault.
He had witnessed those celestial beings performing miracles falling from the sky, and had seen the once invincible Lionheart Knights in his mind turn to ashes.
—It seemed that everything standing before the Ashen Kingdom’s army would be utterly destroyed without exception.
“Thank goodness…”
“We have Lord Osedro.”
He repeated his earlier words.
Suddenly, a piercing shriek rang out, followed by a series of explosions, causing the wasteland to tremble again.
“Wait, what’s that?”
Viscount Luton’s expression changed suddenly. He instinctively looked up, the terrifying premonition he had long anticipated yet still didn’t want to believe surfacing in his heart.
A blinding light appeared on the distant horizon, piercing the blue sky.
Next, a blurred figure trailing brilliant flames streaked across the sky, leaving a long and dazzling red mark, seemingly splitting the entire sky in two.
He fell like a meteor!
The sky was brutally torn apart!
As the scene grew more imposing, the Northern Nobility and Allied soldiers all looked up. In their terrified eyes, the figure grew larger.
“No—”
“It’s him! He’s coming!”
Viscount Luton couldn’t help but scream, the nightmare that had haunted him for years re-emerging in his heart.
“Infernal Calamity!”
He shouted the name loudly. His trembling legs instantly became wet, and yellowish pits appeared in the snow beneath his feet.
