Chapter 515 - Invading The City
At the fortress city in the south of the kingdom.
That was the kingdom"s southern border. A long wall stretched across the border; the wall was at least a hundred meters high. Both sides of the wall were fused with the wild and primitive forest. On the wall, some vines had been soaked in a special potion. Once activated by magic, those vines could grow wildly. Those vines could be used as a defensive network, or they could be spread out and be used as offensive weapons.
However, most of the vines on the city wall were spoiled, spraying out green juice. Some were even burnt black by the flames, breaking and squirming on the ground. Not only were the vines broken, but even the city wall was also damaged beyond repair. Large holes appeared on the wall. The bodies of soldiers and broken weapons hung on the wall, appearing to be in decline.
Below the city walls, an elven army of more than ten thousand elves was launching a fierce attack on the city walls. Those elves held bows and arrows in their hands. The flaming bows and arrows covered the sky like locusts as they fell toward the fortress city. Black smoke burned everywhere in the city. The smoke billowed upward, accompanied by horrible cries.
The Elven King stood below the city walls. In front of the army of more than ten thousand elves, he watched the scene coldly, his eyes filled with joy.
There was a time when the Elven kingdom was so powerless in front of the Holy Dragon Kingdom that they were forced to leave the area. They could only live in the Forest of Eternity. However, the situation had reversed.
"Let the flames burn more fiercely. Let me do what the Elven race could not do in the past! King Landhar III, your good days are over. The destruction of the Holy Dragon Kingdom is imminent."
The Elven King raised the longsword in his right hand and waved it downward. "Elves, continue to fire more arrows! The dragons will attack from the sky and crush everything in front of them."
Under his command, the elves drew their bows and arrows and began a new round of shooting. Hundreds of giant dragons floated in the sky, each of them exuding the powerful aura of a Dragon King. The hurricane created by the flapping of their wings could leave deep holes in the city walls. If magic were released, the city would be destroyed in an instant.
Unfortunately, those giant dragons did not act rashly. Instead, they circled in the sky. Some of the dragons even deliberately blew at the arrows shot by the elves, reducing the casualties in the city.
"How tragic."
The Forest Dragon King hovered in the air in his human form, coldly watching everything beneath him.
As a dragon, she did not have any special feelings for humans. In her eyes, the death of the humans was no different from the death of a chicken or an ant. She did not act because of Watson. Eventually, the Holy Dragon Kingdom would belong to Watson, so those people were also Watson"s future subordinates. She had to preserve her power for them.
"Lord Dragon King, should we warn those elves not to kill as they please just because they have power from the Spring of Life? Otherwise, if the Dragon Emperor finds out about this, he will blame us," a dragon beside the Forest Dragon King said.
"After all, we have signed an agreement with the elves to help them attack the Holy Dragon Kingdom. Furthermore, those elves are too bloodthirsty and won"t listen to us! All we can do is convey the matter to Young Master Watson and wait for his further instructions," the Forest Dragon King said indifferently. She could not attack because she had to follow the agreement. Otherwise, she would have captured the Elven King and sent him to Watson. She believed that Watson would be even more satisfied.
"That makes sense."
All the dragons nodded.
While the dragons were talking in the fortress city..
"Mother, where are you?"
A little boy was crying. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand as he looked for his mother. A weak woman was lying on the ground nearby, and she had a wound on her back. The injury went through her chest, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Soon, the little boy noticed the woman. He shouted as he ran toward her. "Mother!"
The woman raised her head with difficulty and looked at the little boy with a sad expression. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but before she could finish her sentence, a ray of light suddenly flashed across her neck. A long sword flas.h.i.+ng with a green light had cut off the woman"s head.
Seeing his mother"s head in front of him, the little boy was utterly stunned. The hope in his eyes turned into despair.
"We"ve obtained the first head. The Elven King said that he would let the people of this city experience fear. Any elf who kills ten or more humans will be rewarded."
Holding the head, a pet.i.te male elf with a green blade came out from behind. He licked his lips, his eyes filled with cruelty and ridicule.
"There"s still a child here. It"s really lucky to get two people at once. "
Licking his lips, the elf was about to kill the little boy who could no longer resist when a wave of combat aura flashed through the air. Then, a young man in heavy armor appeared, and a young man with short golden hair emitting a gold-tier aura also appeared. He held two double-handed swords in his hands and descended from the sky in the shape of a cross, slas.h.i.+ng at the elf"s head.
The elf raised the emerald-green blade in his hand with a m.u.f.fled sound to parry the attack. In the end, he was sent flying backward by the young man"s overly powerful attack, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. A huge, cross-shaped pit was left on the ground.
"Are you alright?" After sending the elf flying, the golden-haired young man came before the boy. He patted the boy"s shoulder, a look of pity appearing in his eyes.
The boy"s cheeks twitched a few times before tears flowed like a dam. He lay in the arms of the man and said, "Uncle Sinbad, my mother was killed by that big scoundrel. I beg you to avenge her."
"Don"t worry. I will not forgive those who invaded the fortress city. I will bet on the glory of being the strongest warrior in the city."
After patting the boy"s hair and instructing him to stay where he was, Sinbad stood up and looked in the direction of the elf that he had attacked. He raised the enormous two-handed sword in his hand.
The elf stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was no fear in his eyes. Instead, there was a deeper sense of mockery. "The strongest warrior in the city? Your head must be worth a lot of money. I believe the King will reward me for killing you."
Holding the emerald blade in one hand, the Elven King touched it with his other hand. The emerald blade immediately extended to both sides and turned into a longbow. He drew the bow and shot a few arrows that contained a strong combat aura. The Elven King followed behind the arrows and turned the longbow back into the blade. Then, he launched a fierce attack on Sinbad.
It was useless.
Sinbad curled his lips. As the strongest warrior in the fortress city, he had peak gold-tier strength. The Elven King was not weak at all. He was at least a gold-tier elite. It was a pity that he was not strong enough in front of Sinbad.
Sinbad waved his two-handed sword and turned it into a whirlwind. He swept all the arrows away easily. The two-handed sword in his hand swept across the area. The elf bent his body to dodge the first blade but was. .h.i.t by the second blade—he was cut into two halves.
"So that"s it."
Sinbad muttered in disdain as he looked at the body cut into two halves under his feet. He turned around and was about to take the boy who had lost his mother away when the boy suddenly looked at his back and stretched a finger outward. He cried out in surprise, "Uncle Sinbad, be careful."
What?
Turning around in disbelief, Sinbad saw a cold light flash behind him. A dagger had pierced through his defenseless body and penetrated his chest.
The elf who had been cut into two had stood up again with a cruel smile. "You did not expect this, did you? The strongest man in the fortress city? I"ve consumed water from the Spring of Life. Now, I"ve gained eternal life. You can"t kill me! Not only me, but all 100,000 Elven soldiers had consumed water from the Spring of Life."
"How could that be?"
Sinzid"s expression changed drastically. He held his chest and retreated. Then, he heard a loud sound from the direction of the city gate. More than half of the city wall had collapsed. Some of the elves opened their combat aura wings. Some transformed into beasts and crawled into the city via the broken wall. Many of the soldiers, who guarded the city wall, had died under the attacks. However, their attacks did not harm any of the elves.
Within a short period, thousands of Elven troops had swarmed into the city. That number was still increasing. Blood flowed from the corner of Sinbad"s mouth. Despair filled his eyes.. He knew that the city was about to fall.