Chapter 324: Chapter 319: Creator of the Dense Forest Chapter 324: Chapter 319: Creator of the Dense Forest “Boom!” “Boom!” The roar of the Magic Cannon reverberated through the skies as strands of fiery energy fell into the dense crowd of monsters. Then, a string of intense screams echoed as countless monsters were wiped out by the artillery bombardment, scattering their limbs all around.

Some monsters, who had only lost a part of their limbs, were lucky enough to survive. Even if they lost their lower bodies, they continued to crawl forward desperately.

Because, within the charging tide of monsters, stopping meant certain death. They would be shoved to the ground by the monsters behind them and trampled into meat paste.

On the battlefield, minor injuries were still tolerable, but if it was severe or if the legs were injured, it would be no different from death. Moreover, there was a high chance they would be trampled to death by their own forces.

Flesh was scattered, and blood once again stained the ground that had long been dyed red. Amid the battle cries, the onslaught of monsters collided with a well-organized Heavy Infantry Brigade.

Then, another round of dense screams erupted as the monsters met a slaughter. In the face of well-equipped humans, the ordinary low-level monsters had no choice but to embrace their doom.

However, these were just low-tier monsters, cannon fodder meant to draw human attention and exhaust their firepower. The moment they collided with the human’s heavy infantry, elite monsters hidden within the monster tide began to reveal themselves.

“Boom!” “Boom!” … Several Gnoll Shamans, who had awakened the Dragon Vein power, under the protection of dog-headed warriors, conjured several large fireballs and threw them onto the heavy infantry holding heavy shields.

The shield, merely forged of ordinary steel, was instantly heated to a glowing red by the fireball. At the point of contact, molten metal dripped down.

Even the strictly trained soldiers had to drop their shields with shrieks of agony. Then, goblins, gnolls, gnomes, and other low-level monsters swarmed over them, pouncing on the human soldiers whose shields had been destroyed.

Then, the helpless screams of human soldiers echoed. Their armor was ruthishly stripped off by the monsters and their flesh torn off mercilessly.

The heavy infantry brigade that had clashed with the monster tide, their rigid formation had long been scattered. Around ten thousand human soldiers with only first or second-tier strength battled in the midst of the monsters.

Strictly speaking, these human soldiers were also cannon fodder. Their existence was to consume low-level monsters and coax out stronger creatures hidden within.

“Whoosh!” “Whoosh!” When stronger monsters like Gnoll Shamans, Ogres, and Lizard Warriors made their appearance, one arrow after another, filled with Fighting Qi, were shot from the middle of the human formation accurately striking the vital points of powerful monsters.

These were the archers among the humans, their arrow skills superb, specializing in clearing the battlefield of elite monsters.

When hundreds of elite monsters fell under the surprise attacks from the human archers, rocks, hand axes, boulders… all sorts of weapons are hurled from the monsters’ hands towards the human camp. Most were intercepted by the archers and mages, but a small portion still fell within the ranks, causing bloody chaos.

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“What a cruel war.” Ten miles above the battlefield, Prince Mureya lay atop Troy, with two red dragons and four green dragons, transformed into human form and concealing their energy, quietly standing on either side.

Under Muria’s gaze, a thousand-strong Griffon Knight Regiment was fighting against a Flying Dragon Group. Flesh, bones, and bodies rained down onto the ground like a torrential storm.

On the ground, all sorts of monsters were fighting as they received orders from a temporary command center, constantly pressing against the human army opposite them.

Humans well deserved to be one of the most fertile races. As the initial heavy infantry brigade was nearly wiped out, another Crusade stood up against the Monsters’ assault.

“Prince Mureya, aren’t we going to join in?” asked the Red Dragon, Otlis, who was looking at the battlefield below that was like a meat grinder, showing a trace of eagerness to join. It liked it here.

“This war has nothing to do with me,” Mureya, who had half of his body submerged in Troy’s fluffy fur, answered lazily.

“But the humans have offered you such a large amount, aren’t you going to consider it?” recalled Red Dragon Otlis, his face showing a trace of pain.

“No need to consider. A war started for profit is an insult to my scale,” Mureya shook his head.

Just now, Mureya had ridden on Otlis, leading a group of dragons to the city that he had saved from the attack of the Mutated Fang Dragons. He found the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop, Sukada, and without wasting time, directly asked him for information about Ancient Red Dragon Bronia.

As Mureya expected, this Red-clothed Grand Archbishop did know about the existence of Ancient Red Dragon Bronia. Or rather, even if she did nothing at all, no one would dare to ignore her existence as an Ancient Red Dragon. Thus, Bronia was widely known.

From Archbishop Sukada, Mureya learned some well-known information about Bronia – for example, this powerful red dragon was given a title by the creatures of this continent: “Creator of Dense Forests”.

Honestly, when Mureya first heard this title, he was a bit dumbfounded. Creator of Dense Forests!? Is that a title that a ruthless, violent, and powerful Ancient Red Dragon should have?

This title should belong to a powerful Druid, an Elf, or some plant creature. It should not be that a Red Dragon has such a title.

Then, under Mureya’s astounded gaze, Sukada explained with a helpless face the origin of this title that seriously did not match Bronia’s species.

Bronia is a Red Dragon who does not like killing and has a lazy personality. When she was first noticed by other creatures, she was already an Ancient Dragon who nobody dared to provoke. No one knows her experiences before becoming an Ancient Dragon – she is unusually low-profile.

After becoming an Ancient Dragon, the most high-profile thing she did was to occupy a hill that was as large as a duchy as her territory. This was a very barren area, a no-man’s land. Therefore, basically no disputes arose.

Actually, all Bronia occupied at that time was just a large hill. But when the other countries around heard about it, they simply defined that area as Bronia’s territory. No one wanted to provoke a powerful Ancient Red Dragon just because of a piece of valueless land.

Red Dragon Bronia, who had settled in the Wild Hills, was spending her days sleeping in her lair. She didn’t do any destructive looting that red dragons tend to do. She was low-profile to the point where she didn’t even seem like a red dragon.

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