Free Web NovelChapter 459: Chapter 342: Dragon Horde Hunt, Cat and Mouse Game_3
The dragons were not engaged in solitary hunting.
While locking onto the positions of the lion packs from high above, they commanded the nearest Molten Iron followers to encircle from the perimeter, then personally launched a thunderous strike, coordinating with the followers to encircle and ensure not a single lion escaped their grasp.
Similar scenes were simultaneously unfolding in different areas of the border frontline.
Clad in pitch-black, heavy armor, the imposing and massive Red Dragon Samantha excitedly lashed her spiked armored tail.
Zheng!
With her motion, the armor plates on her tail, sharp as blades at the edges, precisely fused and locked, instantly transforming into blade-like constructs, slicing through the air with a piercing sound and striking the cross tusks of the Mammoth Lion, renowned for their indestructibility.
Crack–!!!
Accompanied by a tooth-aching sound of breaking, the giant tusks, symbolizing power and solidity, snapped on impact.
"Hahaha! Come on! Bring it on!"
"Wretched crawlers! Do you know what kind of existence you’re against?!"
Samantha laughed wildly.
Belonging to the powerful force of the Red Dragons, coupled with the comprehensive amplification and protection provided by alchemy armor, she now resembled a dragon-shaped alchemy golem born for battle, wreaking havoc among the lion pack.
Each claw strike, each tail lash, each collision, carried an overwhelming force.
The originally fierce lion pack was beaten scattered, their morale shattered, fleeing with their tails between their legs, whining in despair.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In the bright sky, a particularly striking dark cloud, rolling with lightning, hung low, electric snakes dancing wildly, thunder rolling, with massive bolts constantly striking the ground like the whip of a Celestial God!
Blue Dragon Heryam elegantly floated at the center of the storm.
He didn’t even need to land, leisurely waving his electrically patterned wings, skillfully orchestrating the sky-wide thunder.
The rampant lightning seemed to have eyes, covering the lion pack below.
As time passed, those lion beasts and monsters were shocked into charred blackness, their manes bristling, limbs twitching intensely as they fell incapacitated.
Rumble!!!
On the other side, the young and spirited Red Dragon Kahill chose the most direct approach.
She didn’t bother dodging, letting the lions’ sharp teeth and claws fall upon her heavily scaled body.
Pain ignited her fury like fuel, and the boiling rage in turn provoked stronger power.
The lion pack soon realized they weren’t besieging prey but facing an erupting volcano, getting pummeled unilaterally!
As her accumulated anger was gradually vented through frenzied attacks, restoring clarity.
The surroundings were already littered with the mangled, barely breathing bodies of heavily wounded lion beasts, or lifeless corpses.
Meanwhile.
Galos scanned the battlefield, quickly locking onto a contingent with the highest numbers, average life level, and a team of elite lions, considered the ace of the lion pack.
He circled in the high sky, adjusted his direction, then like a meteor, suddenly descended in front of the lion pack.
Boom!
The mere impact and earth tremor at the moment of landing threw the entire elite lion pack into disarray, over twenty lion beasts were shaken off balance, their eyes instantly filled with fear.
Hoo—!
The Red Iron Dragon stretched his enormous wings, seemingly able to cover the sky, the gust blowing away the dust and smoke, revealing his grand and imposing, highly oppressive figure.
With him as the center, the condensed, tangible Long Wei radiated like a tsunami, endless and overwhelming.
The lion pack was pressed, barely able to breathe, their limbs trembling slightly.
"Crawlers, come, use your sharp teeth and claws, do your best to amuse me."
The Red Iron Dragon lowered his head, gazing at the lion pack, calmly saying.
Roar!!!
The head of the pack, an unusually strong, seemingly mutated beast leader, lowered its body, bared its fangs, assuming a fight-to-death combat stance, snarling viciously at Galos.
However, in the next second.
This fierce lion performed an action unexpected by Galos.
It abruptly turned, exploding its speed to the limit, like an arrow off the string, fleeing madly away from the Red Iron Dragon’s direction.
Retreating decisively, without hesitation.
That resolute posture was all camouflage to deceive the opponent.
Meanwhile, the surviving members of the lion pack instantly scattered, fleeing desperately in all directions.
Faced with Galos, they couldn’t muster any courage to fight, their initial goal was to escape, and escape they did quickly and decisively.
"How can you know you can’t win without trying? Maybe next time I should tone down my Long Wei a bit."
The Red Iron Dragon shook his head, then instantly vanished from sight.
Despite the lion pack fleeing in every direction from the start, in the face of an absolute gap, all struggle was futile, nothing could change the final outcome.
In the ensuing time, the dragon group’s hunt of the lion packs continued efficiently.
After swiftly dealing with a lion pack contingent, the dragons would leave the task of cleaning up, tying up captives to the Molten Iron troops arriving later, while they themselves, without pause, would flap their wings and soar skyward,
Taking advantage of their command of the skies, they swiftly locked onto the next target area, then repeated the previous attack pattern.
Precise targeting, lightning raids, follower encirclement...
Under the venomous beating from the sky by the dragon group, the lion pack contingents that previously held the initiative and ’blossomed’ across the vast Molten Iron Tribe territory instantly turned from hunters to panicked prey.
They were beaten into chaos, utterly embarrassed.
With the dragons’ intervention, the situation completely reversed.
Soon after, in less than a full day, the vast majority of lion beasts invading Molten Iron Tribe territory were captured, while the few that resisted excessively and were hard to capture were killed on the spot, only the very few lucky, or exceptionally cunning individuals managed to break through the tightening encirclement, escaping heavily injured towards the Lion King Territory.
The Lion King’s first probing attack on the Molten Iron Tribe ended in a complete failure.
"Now, it’s our turn."
As night deepened, the dragon group soared and circled under the starry night sky.
"Rally the legion, pursue the victory, set forth to Echo Rift!"
Galos gazed towards the direction of the Lion King Territory, issuing a new command.
