Chapter 371: Shadow of the Dragon God
When Westhead learned that dragons and chaos were all involved, he considered whether he could divert the trouble away.

Because the three parties are hostile to each other, there is no possibility of any alliance constraints. They just fight when they meet. What else is there to say?

Originally, Westhead wanted to take the initiative to provoke the Dragon Legion, pull the other side into the chaos realm, and then hide beautifully, but now it seems that it is not necessary, the two of them have already started fighting fiercely.

"Should we wait until the war between the Dragons and Chaos ends before setting out, or should we join the battlefield now?"

When this question is raised, there is only one answer.

"Are you kidding me? Are we supposed to just sit there and wait in fear? It doesn't matter if we act so cowardly. Fuck them both at once!"

Westhead never makes decisions based on pure interests. He cares more about honor and face than interests. In this mortal world, glory is by no means the afterglow of past times, but something that everyone must support and admire from the bottom of their hearts. It is useful, really useful. A guy without honor and persistence cannot climb the path of the strong.

It was not only Lord Qinghui who suggested this. The Sky Clan also had their own pride. They had been noble and steadfast for thousands of years. A mere [Chronology Collapse] could not break their backbone. They would not sit idly by and watch the enemy fight in their own airspace while they sat back and watched, swallowing their anger. Such a cowardly thing the Sky Clan would not do.

So the assembled fleet quickly set sail and headed for the front battlefield. One after another, the airships and floating platforms, as well as the sky mechas, all set off at the same time, moving towards the direction of the Crimson Throne in a mighty manner.

Soon, the coalition forces arrived outside the turbulence of time and space. Just as the intelligence previously obtained said, this place had become a tragic battlefield. It was difficult not to notice it because the battlefield was so huge that even thousands of miles away, one could see the outlines of countless giant structures and the sky dyed by magic and artillery fire.

"That is the battlefield of dragons and chaos."

Westhead was gazing into the distance from the deck of the Sky flagship. The Dragon Legion, relying on the sky barrier and the dark cloud-like dragon beast cannon fodder, occupied an area of ​​airspace, while the Chaos Demon Army revealed its hideous and huge figure in the distorted sky, emitting a shadow even thicker than that of the Dragon Beast Legion.

Lord Qinghui was quite familiar with the Chaos side. Chaos monsters of this size and appearance were incompatible with those on earth. In Evening Prayer's memory, Westhead had experienced them countless times.

Obviously, this was the effect of [Chronology Collapse], which pulled the older generation of Chaos people from ten thousand years ago over, resulting in a conflict with the Dragon Legion that was roaming around and committing crimes. Although no one knew how the conflict started, it didn't matter.

Westhead couldn't help but sigh:

“This is really lively.”

Once a battle of this scale begins, it will not be over in a few days or nights, especially the Chaos Demon Army. As long as the territory is not eliminated, Chaos Monsters will continue to be generated. If it cannot be resolved with ease, high-intensity battles that last for a year or two are the norm.

For the dragon clan, this is not a difficult task as they are all very durable.

But the Sky Kingdom cannot wait that long, which is why they have to set off immediately.

"Destroy the enemy, whether it's a dragon or a chaos, all are targets, destroy them indiscriminately!"

At the command, the first to rush out of the fleet were the Sky Mechas. These warriors unique to the Sky Kingdom showed their true strength. Compared with the size of the warships, the Sky Mechas were undoubtedly tiny, but the speed they burst out instantly with long tails rushed straight towards the Chaos Demon Army.

"Rumble--"

Then, the sky was filled with continuous fireworks, and a large area of ​​the sky was enveloped in extremely bright light. Tens of thousands of Chaos monsters were wiped out, and the fleet that slowly advanced afterwards was even more calm. The large-scale [Rite of Ascension] squeezed the Chaos Realm step by step. Purifying this thick filth was the only way to cure it.

The Sky Legion's main attack direction is the Chaos Demon Army. As the oldest country in the mortal world, the Sky Kingdom has almost only had an all-out war with Chaos. They know too well how to fight against Chaos. The Imperial Expeditionary Force was placed on the other side of the battlefield to attack the Dragon position.

"For the Empire!"

"For the God Ancestor! Kill the Demon Dragon!"

"Expel all the evil dragons without leaving any behind!"

"Long live the Holy Tree! Long live the Empire!"

The Imperial Legion, which had been waiting for a long time, charged forward roaringly. Especially after the floating city was equipped with new equipment, the Imperials felt that they had been elevated, and the act of slaying a dragon was undoubtedly the highest honor in the empire.

Even if the [Holy Tree of Glory] can no longer cast a favorable gaze upon you, slaying a dragon is still the highest pursuit in life!

"Let's go too. This battle won't end so easily. It would be better to speed up the process."

Seeing the enthusiasm of the imperial people, Westhead was inevitably infected and spoke to his relatives and friends around him.

Then the troops surrounding Lord Qinghui also joined the battlefield.

Except for Eloleus, whose combat experience and skills are not enough to participate in high-intensity battles and who will stay on the bridge to preside over the barrier, all other legendary and above combat forces have joined this event.

There is no need to say much about Westhead, Resia and Myvana. They have cooperated with each other countless times. They jumped from the flagship very skillfully and rushed into the dragon's sky fortress to kill everyone.

The sudden rise of the Sky Army made the already cruel and chaotic battlefield even more corrupt, and the endless sky barrier of the Dragon Clan was forcibly pierced by Westhead and others.

However, the dragon clan was not too panicked. Since they chose to fight here, they must have been mentally prepared to be attacked from both sides.

"Humans, are you planning to intervene as well? It's not too late to retreat now."

When Hakilong saw his own people being slaughtered, he was still breathing out at Westhead.

Unfortunately, the objects of their fear are immune to their breath.

"I'm curious as to why you would end up fighting with Chaos. Logically, you should try to avoid such large-scale conflicts."

Westhead asked with interest. After all, the cunningness of the dragon clan was well known. They must have the intention of making both the Sky Kingdom and Chaos suffer losses, and then entering the battlefield to reap the rewards.

It would not be wise to attack Chaos recklessly without preparing purification spells.

It would have been fine if Westhead hadn't asked, but as soon as he did, the dragons started cursing, their words full of resentment and anger:
"Chaos has seized the God Ancestor's Shadow! Damn it! Beast! Blasphemy! This is an unforgivable blasphemy!"

What blood of the God Ancestor? Could it be the blessing of [Wings of the Abyss]?

Speaking of which, Westhead has never seen the gifts and blessings that the Dragon God bestows on his clan's descendants. Logically speaking, the Dragon God should be the god who loves his believers the most. All true dragons are his biological descendants. [Wings of the Star Abyss] once gave gifts fiercely, and even if it was a few years ago, the blessings should still be there.

"The phantom of the God Ancestor?"

Lord Qinghui wanted to ask more, but the dragon clan was no longer willing to answer.

Well, let's kill him first. Westhead stepped on the void, using the layers of space as a platform for leverage.

"Bam—"

Along with the ripples stirred up in space, the sound of glass-like shaking and shattering was transmitted endlessly. The large area of ​​void behind Westhead's feet was directly shattered, and countless thick black cracks spread out, which was shocking.

As the price of causing such destruction, the real dragon that fled with its back to Westhead tried its best to fly, but was still caught up by Westhead in an instant. The real dragon's wings were cut off, and the thunder spear summoned from the palm of his right hand pierced the real dragon's limbs.

What followed was an extremely brutal execution.

The bright red blade tore through the dragon's body. In order to kill the real dragon with almost infinite vitality as quickly as possible, Westhead used the most intuitive "cut into pieces".

In a breath, there were thousands of slashing, piercing and hammering attacks. The real dragon on the ground was slaughtered at will like frozen fish on a chopping board. Blood, flesh, bones and organs were splashed in the storm of attacks, until the real dragon became a pool of broken bones, and its soul was sucked out and its blood was drunk.

After slaughtering legendary dragons one after another, the remaining dragons were even more terrified. The more the old dragons valued their lives, the more difficult it was for them to remain calm under the threat of death.

"You can't run away! Hold the line!"

A real dragon covered in icy blue light commanded: "If we run away, he will catch up and kill us! We are too fast to escape, surround him!"

At his call, the real dragons, who were experienced monsters after all, immediately united together, ready to advance and retreat together to resist the invasion of Lord Qinghui.

"cut."

Even if the real dragons stood together in unity, Westhead could still defeat them if he forced his way forward.

The state of Lord Qinghui when he uses divine power to strengthen himself is completely different from when he does not use divine power.

Isn't it just a bunch of real dragons blocking the way? I chop, chop, chop!

Jump up and chop! Spin 360 degrees and chop! Violent thrust and chop!
Chop chop chop chop!!

Facing the fierce bombardment of the real dragons, Westhead tried his best not to feel sorry for the mad consumption of his divinity, but turned his grief and anger into strength and struck hard at the dragons.

The real dragons that advance and retreat together are indeed much stronger than those fighting alone. Under such a fierce attack from Lord Qinghui, there were no casualties for a while.

Even if the sword wind created by the bright red blade caused cracks in the sky and the storm it stirred up twisted and shattered the nearby clouds, it was difficult to shake the defense of the real dragons that were gathered together.

However, the tacit cooperation of the True Dragons still had moments of mistakes. In front of the violent Lord Qinghui, they were not qualified to make even one mistake.

However, when Resia and Myvana came to help Westhead in the attack, the situation changed, especially the former. The restraint of pure dragon thunder was too great. Unless it was the direct blood of the Dragon God, there was no existence or spell in the dragon group that could withstand the true damage and critical hit of the Sunlight Spear.

Finally, under the continuous attacks, the True Dragon's defense line showed a momentary flaw. Westhead keenly noticed this and rushed into the enemy camp directly against the True Dragon's countless spells.

"Shoot-"

The unreserved and violent slash cut the exhausted real dragon in half. Without a moment's hesitation, the [Dragon Soul Furnace] immediately operated at full power, completely absorbing the real dragon's soul and flesh, turning it into nutrients for Lord Qinghui, even though this was of no benefit to his promotion.

Just as Westhead was immersed in killing, a loud thunder came from the sky.

In an instant, accompanied by incomparable pressure, the dense clouds above the sky were cut through by lavender starlight, and the chaotic haze that seemed too thick to dissipate melted like snow under the bright light.

The loud dragon roar rolled down, like an echo from the ancient wilderness, announcing its arrival to the world under the sky.

Whether it was the Sky Kingdom, the Imperial Expeditionary Force or the Dragon Legion, they all looked up at the sky involuntarily, and they all saw the vast and suffocating existence.

Generally speaking, the body of a true dragon can be said to be very large. Ordinary true dragons have magnificent and majestic bodies that are dozens of meters long, and the best true dragons are often hundreds of meters long. These giant dragons are extremely huge.

However, compared with the dragon hovering in the sky at this moment, all the dragons are as small as ants. No, there is no comparison between the two at all.

The dragon clan immediately laughed and cheered, as if they had already secured victory:

"Ah! It's the projection of the God Ancestor!"

"How majestic! How magnificent!"

But some old dragons were filled with grief and anger:

"We are so incompetent that we are going to let this blessing be wasted here"

"How long can the power of the God Ancestor last if it is released so early? Chaos, damn it! The people of the Sky, damn it!"

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"【Dragon God Shadow】. So that's what it is."

Westhead understood immediately that [Wings of the Star Abyss] was actually a replica of a part of himself, bestowed upon his descendants as a trump card!

However, right now, this trump card was accidentally eroded by Chaos. The killer weapon that was originally intended to return to the mortal world had to be used at this moment, otherwise he would be completely destroyed by Chaos.

So Westhead immediately focused his attention on the phantom that could embody the power of [Wings of the Star Abyss].

Westhead originally thought that the [Dragon God Phantom] was a dragon god with beautiful wings like stars, and the facts before him were indeed so, but it was slightly different from what he thought.

It’s not that the dragon’s wings are as bright and gorgeous as the starry sky, but that the sea of ​​stars in the sky is actually the wingspan of the Dragon God.

It was so vast and magnificent that it was beyond words. After breaking through the haze of chaos, magnificent starlight of azure, lavender, true red and dark silver enveloped the sky, flowing, swallowing and flickering like a rushing river.

The stunning starry sky reappeared in people's vision after being obscured and silent for who knows how many years. However, these vast starry sea scenes were not real, but the body of the [Dragon God Phantom].

The Dragon God himself is the "Star Abyss", and the sea of ​​stars flowing above the sky is the body of the [Dragon God Phantom]. To describe the Dragon God as huge is already pale and powerless, this is clearly a moving galaxy!

(End of this chapter)