Chapter 452: Chapter 402, Gold Mountain Silver Mountain_1
The Pseudo-Dragon Guardians, with their reddish-brown scale armor, emitted a faint glow under the afternoon sun.
Pseudo-Dragons displayed a high agility, performing various evasive maneuvers in the air to dodge the incoming arrow shower.
But, the arrow rain covered a large area.
Even though Pseudo-Dragons used all sorts of methods to evade, some Pseudo-Dragons were still hit by the arrows.
With painful hissing, they fell from the sky, one after another, like dumplings.
Their scale armor, however, provided the Pseudo-Dragons with satisfactory defense.
The falling Pseudo-Dragons shook their dizzy heads and continued to fly back into the sky to launch another attack.
However, there were unfortunate Pseudo-Dragons that were pierced directly through their bodies by the Dragon-locking crossbow bolts, leaving a bowl-sized hole. They died instantly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
The second and third waves of arrow rain quickly followed.
The arrows were unleashed, not sparing any cost, like a downpour. The Pseudo-Dragons resembled flying hedgehogs, their bodies bristling with arrows.
At the same time, more and more Pseudo-Dragons were seriously injured and fell on the ground, unable to get up again.
After the third wave, half of the Pseudo-Dragons were eliminated.
Nevertheless, more than one hundred of them still attacked desperately.
Soon, they reached the airspace above the undead army.
The trolls started throwing flying axes. The 20 Nisbits used the “strip characteristics” skills on the Pseudo-Dragons.
In an instant, black fog enveloped the heads of twenty Pseudo-Dragons.
The next second, their wings twitched and they could no longer fly.
They fell from the sky. The Nisbit walked up, raised his battle axe, and cut off the heads of the Pseudo-Dragons.
Fang Hao stood at the end of the line, watching the skills released by the Nisbits.
The Pseudo-Dragons that were stripped of their flight characteristics fell from the sky like victims of Parkinson’s disease.
“Just as I thought.”
The situation was as he expected. Characteristics referred to racial characteristics, without a deeper interpretation.
The form of skill released by the “strip characteristics” was more like a curse ability.
The effects were also like those of a curse, the loss of physical abilities.
The battle was continuing.
The Skeleton Giant Bats began to act, clashing with the remaining Pseudo-Dragons.
Two types of attacks from the Pseudo-Dragons were confirmed so far.
Biting and tail attacks.
The end of a Pseudo-Dragon’s tail was like the stinger of a scorpion.
The stinger could easily pierce the skull of the Skeleton Giant Bat, and the movement was extremely fast.
But the Skeleton Giant Bats won in sheer numbers and their lack of sense of pain.
They stubbornly entangled the Pseudo-Dragons.
Lots of the Pseudo-Dragon Guardians were kept out of the line by various means.
A few Pseudo-Dragons, despite being studded with arrows, managed to bypass the Skeleton Giant Bats and dive into the ranks below, starting a melee.
“Change to melee weapons!” Demitrija ordered again.
All the archers put away their bows and took out their melee weapons from their waists.
Anjia and Domina also led their melee troops to start cleaning up the surrounding Pseudo-Dragons.
Even the Pseudo-Dragons who had rushed into the ranks were killed swiftly.
It was clear that though this creature resembled the Dragon Clan in form, their character was more like a wild beast’s instinct.
Highly aggressive, but not very intelligent.
They couldn’t judge whether they had a chance of winning based on the enemy’s number and equipment level.
Even if they didn’t have any advantages in the battle, they still launched attacks nonetheless, even showing signs of fighting to the death.
Soon, large numbers of Pseudo-Dragons were cleaned up.
Those who realized that they wanted to escape too late were surrounded by the Skeleton Giant Bats and were chewed into white bones.
Bones and gore fell from the sky.
“Sir, all the enemies have been killed.” Demitrija walked back.
Fang Hao nodded, “Well, clean up the battlefield and collect all the bodies.”
“Yes, sir.”
Demitrija took his orders and left to command everyone to clean up the battlefield.
They collected arrows and dealt with bodies scattered all around.
While everyone was busy, Anjia carefully walked over.
“Hey!”
“What?”
“You wouldn’t need much to convert these little dragons. Can you leave a few for us?” Anjia said mysteriously.
Fang Hao was taken aback and asked in curiosity, “Do you have a use for them?”
“Ahem… well, it’s not for me. I am asking for Domina. She wants to taste whether these little dragons are delicious or not.” Anjia replied.
Fang Hao frowned, “Domina wants to eat this stuff?”
The food that could be butchered would be marked as “can be butchered”. He hadn’t received such a notice.
“No, she wants to feed it to her Giant Queen Spiders in her camp. She doesn’t want to eat them.”
“Oh, then leave some for her.” Fang Hao nodded in agreement.
“Good!”
Anjia agreed and walked to the front of the team, whispering to Domina.
Then, one could see Domina commanding the spider soldiers to wrap five well-preserved bodies with spider silk.
They turned the bodies into cocoons.
In no time, the battlefield was cleaned up.
The arrows were recycled.
And they gained 142 of the “Wriggling Spine”.
Beyond that, there were no other spoils of war.
“Sir, the scouts have returned. They didn’t find any enemies on the road leading to the cave.” Demitrija walked over again.
Fang Hao nodded in satisfaction, “Good, leave some people to guard the supplies. Let’s go up the mountain.”
“Yes, sir.”