121: Chapter 121 The Bone Dragon Descends.

Xu Qin chose to strike preemptively because behind that army of one hundred thousand lay a dense cluster of strongholds. At the center of this cluster was the destination of his current journey: the ruins.

Xu Qin looked at the strongholds and guessed Chieftain Gelake's previous intentions.

"In other words, this army of one hundred thousand wasn't originally aiming for me."

"If they were all wiped out here, the loss for them would be even greater."

"They are after the ruins."

Xu Qin pulled up the vulture's report and carefully reviewed it.

According to the footage sent back by the vulture, at least forty territorial sub-cities of varying sizes were densely distributed within a twenty-kilometer radius around the ruins.

At the entrance to the ruins themselves, multiple troops were in a standoff, but none dared to enter.

As for the reason, it was actually quite simple: right in the center of the entrance to the ruins lay an incredibly massive creature. Although its outline was blurry, its size appeared to be at least three times larger than a Bone Dragon.

"So that's it… are there ruins guardian beasts here?" Xu Qin stroked his chin and nodded slowly. He had guessed correctly.

These alien lords had assembled an army of one hundred thousand with the goal of working together to take down the guardian beast and seize the sacred relic of the ruins.

The "six allies" that Chieftain Gelake spoke of—the six that had been wiped out by Xu Qin—turned out to be the assault team prepared to attack the ruins together. And then they had been wiped out in one fell swoop by Xu Qin.

"Since that's the case, I definitely can't let you leave." The logic was simple.

Xu Qin also intended to raid these ruins next. If he let these thirty-two lords go, would they cause trouble when he went to fight the guardian beast? No need to wonder; there was a 10,000% chance they would.

Therefore, it was better to finish them all off now.

Longgu, lying on top of the Floating City, spread its sixty-meter bone wings and flapped them forcefully. Whoosh! The orange Bone Dragon soared straight into the clouds.

Immediately after, the bone gate of the Combat Readiness Platform opened. Eighty Bone Dragons flew out one after another, shooting into the sky. In an instant, the dragon swarm blotted out the sun.

Standing on the Watchtower, Xu Qin watched this terrifyingly large dragon swarm fly toward the army of one hundred thousand and nodded with satisfaction.

… Thirty-five kilometers away. The allied alien army.

Chieftain Gelake was riding an Iron-Back War Wolf, frowning as he waited for a reply. He had just finished talking to that undead lord. The other party's attitude made him very uneasy.

"Chieftain." A lizardman lord approached. "What did that undead lord say?"

"He won't retreat. He even told us to wait for death." The lizardman was stunned. "Wait for death?" "Yes."

Chieftain Gelake's face darkened. "He said either one dies, or we all die."

The surrounding lords heard this, their expressions varying. A stocky Stone Fox lord sneered, "Bluffing. How many troops could one undead lord possibly have?"

"So what if he has that flying structure?" "There are one hundred and twenty thousand of us against his one. What is there to be afraid of?"

"That's easy to say…" Chieftain Gelake's expression was conflicted. He wasn't a coward, but the information sent back by the scout knights made his heart crawl with unease.

That Floating City… it was simply too massive. And that thing lying on top of the city—the knights couldn't see the details, only describing a huge silhouette.

His hesitation made the group of lords start whispering among themselves.

"Quiet, everyone!" Chieftain Gelake interrupted the lords' discussion. "The whole army will continue to march." "But the entire army is to enter combat readiness. The vanguard will deploy in an anti-air formation." "If that undead lord really dares to come out, our one hundred and twenty thousand troops will simply…"

He didn't finish his sentence. A Wind Eagle knight flew back rapidly. "Chieftain!!" The knight's voice was trembling. "In the sky… there's something in the sky! A lot! Coming from the southwest!"

Chieftain Gelake jerked his head up. He saw a row of black dots appear on the southwestern horizon. No, not a row. A swarm! The black dots grew larger and larger, closer and closer. Wingspans, skeletons, dark purple flames in their eye sockets…

Chieftain Gelake's pupils constricted. Dragons. Bone Dragons. Not one. Not ten. Chieftain Gelake started to count. "One, two, three… fourteen, fifteen… twenty? Ho-how is that possible!"

His pupils shook. Because those dragons were everywhere, almost blotting out half the sky.

"No… this is impossible…" "He is an undead lord, not… a dragon lord." Chieftain Gelake's voice trembled. Beside him, the Stone Fox lord was frozen in place.

"E-eighty of them?" However, before anyone could react, [Dragon's Might]! The dragons' pressure descended. The morale of the 120,000-strong allied army plummeted instantly.

[The soldiers' morale has changed: High → Normal] [The soldiers' morale has changed: Normal → Low] [The soldiers' morale has changed: Low → Broken]. And those three changes only took three seconds.

"Everyone, don't panic!" "Hold the formation!" Chieftain Gelake shouted desperately. However, it was useless. His Iron-Back War Wolf's four legs were already trembling, and a low whimper was squeezed from its throat.

"Chieftain Gelake!" a Birdman lord shrieked, "Are you trying to get us killed?" "You just want to use us as human shields!" "You knew that undead lord had this many dragons, didn't you?!"

"I didn't know! How could I possibly have known!" Chieftain Gelake roared back in defense. "If I had known, would I still be standing here?"

"Bullshit!" "You're standing here for the sacred relic!" "You want us to block in front so you can go steal the sacred relic!"

"Are you listening to yourself! Can you calm down!" "Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down? I'm about to die!" Chieftain Gelake shouted anxiously, "All Archers, prepare to fire at the sky! Turn the catapults around…"

"Screw your catapults!" The lizardman lord sheathed his long blade directly. "I'm not fighting anymore!" "Chieftain Gelake, go die if you want to!" After saying this, he turned his mount around and fled.

"Wait! You won't be able to escape now, get back here…" Immediately after, another lord fled. Then a third, a fourth. In an instant, the allied army collapsed.

Chieftain Gelake looked at his allies fleeing in all directions, his eyes full of despair. "You can't run! If you run, you'll be picked off one by one! Only by staying together…"

Boom. The first dragon breath landed. Three hundred meters away from Chieftain Gelake, an area with a twenty-meter radius was covered in dark purple flames. The allied soldiers standing within the coverage area evaporated instantly.

Chieftain Gelake looked at the scorched earth, his body beginning to tremble. Only now did he finally realize how stupid he had been. That undead lord hadn't been bluffing. When he said "we all die," he was serious.

"All troops… scatter and run for your lives!!" Chieftain Gelake gave an order completely opposite to the one from thirty seconds ago. He wasn't an idiot. Eighty dragons, each breath covering twenty meters. If the troops were gathered together, they were sitting ducks. Only by scattering and running was there a one-in-ten-thousand chance of survival.

But Chieftain Gelake forgot one thing. His troops' morale had already collapsed. Orders? Non-existent. Units with broken morale don't need a commander to issue a retreat order. They had already run. The army of 120,000 turned into 120,000 headless flies, running all over the mountains and plains.

And in the sky, Longgu's voice rang out. "Ten per group, eight directions." "Kill, leave no survivors!" The eighty Bone Dragons neatly split into eight squads, each locking onto a group of fleeing soldiers in one direction, and dove down.