A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Air-to-Ground—The Importance of Air Superiority

The night sky was dyed red by the glow of fiery flames.

Galos’s wings fanned out high-temperature flames as they surged backward, carving a trajectory like a menacing star across the sky, while sparks from the friction of the fine scales on his wings surrounded him like a meteor shower.

He circled slightly.

The flames at the ends of his wing bones slowly dissipated, and he hovered in the sky, gazing down imperiously at the ogre territory.

As the flames and shockwaves gradually faded away.

It revealed a scene of devastation, with a charred and shattered surface.

The ogre territory seemed to have undergone a baptism of firepower, with densely packed, shocking deep craters on the ground, and branching cracks radiating outward like forked branches, making the entire ground appear on the verge of breaking apart.

One by one, dusty and smoke-covered ogre warriors rose to their feet.

The injuries on their bodies were not severe, because the explosions rarely landed directly on them, mostly falling on the ground beside them. While the flames and shockwaves that followed were powerful, they were not enough to cause heavy injuries to the elite ogre warriors.

The life force of the gorging demon Kalu, vibrant like a furnace, also stood up.

It emerged from the collapsed throne ruins.

On its body, solid as if cast from steel, there were only a few insignificant wounds. The explosion scales that didn’t fall directly on it caused little harm.

”Ogres, you have invaded my territory, challenged my authority.”

Galos’s dragon eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous look.

”The attack just now was merely a warning.”

”Bend your knees and submit to me, and I shall forgive your offense and offer you the chance to become part of my clan, or you will wail in the flames as you turn to ashes.”

The voice of the Dragon Race, like muffled thunder, resonated from the sky and reached the ears of the ogres.

The ordinary ogres exchanged glances, their eyes showing some hesitation, still shaken by the bombing moments ago, feeling that the Dragon Race before them was rather terrifying.

Those elite warriors and mages surrounding the gorging demon Kalu.

They showed no fear on their faces, only glancing at the strong and towering gluttonous demon leader.

Kalu patted the dust off his body and said gruffly, with a deep voice, ”Your attack didn’t even make me feel pain. The Bone-Chewing Clan will not yield to a weak Dragon Race.”

Galos’s gaze narrowed, and his dragon wings rose again.

”It seems you haven’t grasped the meaning of a warning.”

Speaking thus, his dragon wings suddenly shook, spewing dark red flames like a volcanic eruption from the ends of the crystal bones.

In the night sky, the body of the red iron dragon carved a crimson arc as it swooped toward the Bone-Chewing Clan.

This time, the ogres were prepared.

The elite warriors picked up nearby boulders or grasped spears and pulled back their strong bows, launching a counterattack from the ground to the sky.

Boulders, spears, and crossbows flew through the air, thrown and shot toward Galos.

The two-headed ogre mage had a dual casting talent, its two heads reciting different spells simultaneously, constructing two distinct magic spells.

A mist of gray and black rose from its left mouth, forming an ominous mark that vanished into the air. Its right arm, raised high, emitted arcs of electricity that gathered at its fingertips and then shot out.

Weakness Curse!

Lightning Chain!

The curse, locked onto Galos through the line of sight, enveloped him in a layer of grayish light on his scales, but this layer of light quickly dissipated in an instant.

The Dragon Race naturally possesses outstanding curse resistance.

Galos, having adapted to the Fire Curse of the Cliff Snake Dragon, had significantly enhanced curse resistance, directly immunizing against ordinary curses.

Watching those rocks, spears, and crossbows.

Galos casually waved his dragon wings, and amidst the roar of the flames, his body turned sharply in the air, avoiding all of them, even the fastest Lightning Chain could only lag behind, unable to touch him.

”Come down to me!”

The gorging demon Kalu growled, his arm muscles bulging, throwing a massive metal warhammer like a cannonball toward Galos.

Galos spread his dragon wings, elegantly sidestepped and avoided it effortlessly.

He, with his strong physique, at first glance should not be adept at speed, but thanks to the evolution of the Celestial Comet Wings, his agility now surpassed his power.

From the air to the ground.

And with terrifying speed and bursts.

Galos held an absolute advantage.

In a blink.

He soared through the sky, swooping over the Bone-Chewing Clan again.

Whizz whizz whizz!

The second wave of explosion scales came denser.

Those dragon scales, searing hot with the color of branding iron, tore through the air with a piercing shriek, once again falling toward the ogres.

This time, the ogres showed astonishing tactical acumen.

With the presence of a gorging demon in the ogre clan, while the warriors’ intellect remained dull, influenced by the aura of the gluttonous demon leader, they enlightened in warfare; tactical acumen was self-taught, increasing dramatically.

The elite warriors quickly formed a circular defensive formation.

They interlocked their fine steel heavy shields, constructing a metallic dome above.

The explosion scales pounded against the shield surfaces with deafening roars, flames rolled, and shockwaves shook the outer circle of warriors until blood gushed from their mouths and noses, yet the formation never dispersed.

At the center of the formation were the ogre mages.

They cast augmentation spells to further enhance the strength and defense of the ogre warriors.

”Caught off guard the first time, the second time they can quickly react; this clan’s ogres are entirely different from ordinary ogres. Judging by the equipment that fits their body types, there should be alchemists in the clan, otherwise, despite abundant metal ore in the wilderness, without alchemists, it’s hard to create weapons and equipment.”

Galos became more intrigued by the Bone-Chewing Clan.

Of course, chiefly due to the gorging demon.

All the changes in this clan originate from the birth of the gorging demon.

Kalu was even more relaxed in dealing with the explosion scales, almost perversely so.

It opened its gaping mouth and inhaled fiercely.

The air currents surged like a storm, swallowing and devouring the flying dragon scales whole!

Boom boom boom!

Thunderous explosion sounds emanated from its stomach, its belly swelling and contracting repeatedly, until finally, Kalu burped sulfur-smelling burps, devouring all the flames and shockwaves.

”Not enough to eat, little dragon!”

Kalu patted its swollen abdomen, producing thudding sounds.

Having successfully countered Galos’s second wave attack, it grew confident, feeling as though Galos was nothing formidable.

Galos’s expression remained unchanged, merely circling back, preparing for yet another swooping extreme raid.

Boom boom boom!

The third wave of explosion scales struck, causing the defensive formation to sway, ogre warriors’ arms violently trembled, skin split open, blood continuously seeping out; shaken until blood gushed from their mouths and noses, the ogre mages’ healing and amplification completely failed to keep up with the rapid attack frequency.

Not waiting for them to catch their breath.

The fourth wave, fifth wave of bombings descended in succession as Galos soared and swept.

Explosions echoed incessantly, fiery flames soared skyward, like bolts of thunder on flat terrain, detonating continuously like small suns rising gradually on the ground.

The Bone-Chewing Clan lacked effective ground-to-air counterattack measures, could only take the hits passively.

Because the objective was subjugation, not blowing those warriors to smithereens directly, Galos controlled the number of explosion scales, the bombing wasn’t too fierce.

Yet even so.

By the seventh wave.

Numerous ogre warriors bled from all seven orifices, arm bones snapped with a crack, unable to withstand anymore, blown away, defensive formations shattered into pieces, the central ogre mages, without needing further attack, were all mentally and magically drained, collapsing onto the ground like mushy mud.

The gorging demon Kalu’s belly round and full.

Having devoured too many explosions, it also reached its limit in a short while.

Facing the seventh wave of bombings, it no longer consumed the explosion scales, its sluggish speed insufficient to dodge, could only withstand bodily, its iron tower-like frame filled with sharp scales, skin ripped apart, littered with charred marks.