The appearance of the Black Dragon King Aojin and the old Dwarven Grand Tutor caused the morale of the kingdom's dwarves on the battlefield to soar. Many kingdom dwarves cheered as their kingdom's guardians finally descended. To these kingdom dwarves, their guardians were not only the old Grand Tutor but also the Black Dragon King. For nearly a thousand years, the Black Dragon King Aojin had been protecting their kingdom. There were several instances of existential crises for the Dwarven Kingdom, but each time after the Black Dragon King descended, peace was restored, and the crises were quickly resolved. Therefore, the kingdom dwarves had always deeply revered the Black Dragon King Aojin.
However, despite the surge in morale, they were still unable to withstand the assault of the Immortal-Demon Tribe's army. Most of the Dwarven Kingdom's warriors were of tier four to tier seven strength, with a few tier eight commander-level and a very small number of tier nine lord-level individuals. The Immortal-Demon Tribe's army, apart from the newly nurtured nature wood people today, generally started from tier five at the lowest. Furthermore, even among those of the same tier, they were not the opponents of the Immortal-Demon soldier types and nature wood people. Moreover, with the addition of the Chongming Sky Sparrow and the Black Blood Dragon Python, the Dwarven Kingdom's army suffered a devastating defeat.
Of course, on the entire battlefield, the most dazzling performers were the Immortal-Demon soldier types. The combat skills and sorceries mastered by the Immortal-Demon soldier types were extremely powerful, capable of sweeping through swaths of enemies with a single deployment. Facing the attack of nearly three hundred Immortal-Demon soldier types, the Dwarven Kingdom's army, the more their morale surged, the faster they died.
From atop the city walls, arrow volleys were still frequently unleashed. However, this level of attack was completely ineffective against the Immortal-Demon soldier types. Suddenly, a violent roar echoed from the city walls. The next moment, cannonballs condensed from spiritual energy rained down directly upon the Immortal-Demon soldier types. It was the spiritual energy cannons mounted on the city walls that had been activated. However, these spiritual energy cannons were produced by the dwarven artisans themselves, so their power was naturally incomparable to the spiritual energy cannons on Jiutian Jiuyou City. This level of spiritual energy cannon was sufficient to deal with creatures below tier eight commander-level. But when facing creatures of tier eight or higher, it proved rather inadequate.
"Yin Yang Two Extremes Shield!"
With a soft exclamation, instantly, two streams of light, one gold and one red, erupted from all the Immortal-Demon soldier types. The Immortal-Demon light instantly converged, and a giant Tai Chi diagram slowly revolved before all the Immortal-Demon soldier types. The Tai Chi diagram exuded a sacred yet killing aura, appearing incredibly eerie, and directly blocked all the spiritual energy cannonballs. At this moment, all the Immortal-Demon soldier types were continuously providing power to the Tai Chi diagram.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Accompanied by violent explosions, the spiritual energy cannonballs turned into multicolored spiritual energy that dissipated into the heavens and earth, but the Immortal-Demon soldier types behind the Tai Chi diagram remained completely unmoved. With such powerful defensive means, they were completely unfazed by this level of bombardment. Most of the tier nine and above Immortal-Demon soldier types even leaped into the air, wielding their weapons and slicing through the spiritual energy cannonballs one by one.
Upon witnessing this scene, the Dwarven King was filled with both shock and anger. He couldn't comprehend what these creatures were. Although they looked no different from humans on the surface, humans could never be this powerful. As the war progressed to this point, the kingdom's army had not killed a single one of these creatures, but instead, they had been slaughtered in waves. So far, the enemy had only lost some traitors and a few seemingly weaker human warriors. Looking at the kingdom's army, they were falling like harvested crops, wave after wave. It could be said that they had absolutely no ability to resist, and within a short period, thousands of dwarven warriors had perished. This casualty number was beyond imagination. Or rather, the speed of these casualties was astonishing. They had thought they had greatly overestimated their enemies, but they had never imagined that the enemies would be this powerful. If this continued, the kingdom's army would be annihilated in at most two hours. However, he also knew very well that with such ruthless killing from the enemy, let alone two hours, perhaps another ten minutes would cause the psychological defenses of the kingdom's army to crumble. At that point, a large number of dwarven warriors would flee or simply surrender. After all, protecting the kingdom was important, but life itself was the most important thing!
Thus, the Dwarven Kingdom looked up at the Black Dragon King and the old Grand Tutor in the sky and cried out in despair: "Grand Tutor, please make a move! Otherwise, the kingdom will truly be finished!"
However, the old Grand Tutor atop the Black Dragon King frowned and slowly shook his head. He was the kingdom's guardian; seeing such a scene, did he not want to act? Couldn't he see that when he was driving the Black Dragon King towards the enemy just now, he suddenly stopped here? His keen spiritual sense had vaguely sensed that he was being targeted by an extremely dangerous being. That unknown enemy was locking onto him from the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.
"Aojin! Did you sense anything?" After a moment, the old Grand Tutor asked the Black Dragon King with some confusion.
"Sense what?"
"There seems to be a formidable enemy hiding in the void, constantly targeting me!"
"Where is it! You're getting more muddled as you get older, always suspicious!"
"I..." The old Dwarven Grand Tutor forcefully swallowed the rest of his words and took a deep breath. He told himself in his heart that with a great enemy present, internal conflict was not an option for now. After contemplating for a moment and seeing many more dwarven warriors fall, the old Grand Tutor could no longer hold back.
"Never mind, let's act first! Let's kill those creatures filled with otherworldly aura, as many as we can!"
"No problem! Leave it to your Dragon Grandpa! Kaww..." The Black Dragon King Aojin responded with a sinister laugh and then flapped its massive wings, diving down. Just as it opened its mouth to use its Black Dragon divine ability.
"Clang!" A dark red sword light appeared directly from the void, slashing straight towards its neck's inverse scale. Aojin was startled by the sudden sword light and frantically flapped its wings, trying to forcibly evade the strike. The old Dwarven Grand Tutor, worthy of being a peak Monarch tier, was faster than Aojin. He raised his hand and unleashed an earth spiritual energy barrier, directly destroying the sword light. However, although the sword light exploded, the pure demonic spiritual energy transformed into a rain of dark red light, most of which landed on Aojin. Upon contact, it instantly turned into wisps of incomparably cold demonic flames, sizzling on Aojin's dragon body.
"Roar! It hurts so much! Who dared..."
"Noisy!" With a cold shout, Mo Wuxin emerged from the void and casually sent another wisp of demonic flame onto Aojin. Immediately after, Xian Qing'er also slowly emerged from the void, followed by the nature wood priest Mu Ling and Mu Ke. The appearance of four Monarch tier powerhouses at once, and more importantly, even the weakest among them, Mu Ke, possessed means to contend with the old Grand Tutor. Looking at the four figures who emerged, the old Grand Tutor and Aojin exchanged glances, seeing bewilderment on each other's faces. They had expected at most one or two Monarch tier experts from the other side, but now four had appeared at once, and there seemed to be two more on the battlefield. In such a situation, how could they continue playing? The dwarf and the black dragon were both on the verge of tears!