Enoao Desert.

The sky seemed particularly clear, with only a few tiny white clouds floating, and the red sun wheels drooped very low, sprinkling the surging heat waves into the golden desert.

At this time, an irregular oval portal appeared on the land covered with yellow sand.

Accompanied by the rainbow-colored light of the portal, fifty ghost mages, and two entire teams, about two hundred stone golems and flesh golems, walked out with heavy steps.

The dark guard Galon held the control staff that manipulated the golem and kept making gestures.

From his sharp and rapid movements, the Lord of the Gray Stone Tower from the Ghost City Sultansa, the Supreme King's Hand Hajjhona knew that the dark guard of the lost Lady of Faith was already furious.

madness!

Hajjhona pondered, and then he began to guess his disciple's thoughts on the expedition.

Gallon is a dark guard who has reached the legendary realm, and his strength is unquestionable.

But until now, the Supreme King's Hand realized that the young Gallon had not really seen a battle.

The Ghost Empire has not been baptized by war for dozens of centuries.

Gallon has been assigned the responsibility to coordinate the reconnaissance and patrol the deserted lands of the Shadow Plane by learning quickly and receiving efficient training in the monastery of Ms. Lost Lady.

Hajjhorna suddenly realized that his disciples had never really left the City of Ghosts and touched every bit of the material world.

It turned out that the road leading to Mokou Town disappeared again, and the dark guard Gallon continued to control the construction of the golem. He also found that some other flat roads were inexplicably buried by wind and sand, so he had to change his course in the hot desert.

This strange phenomenon even Hajj Horner frowned involuntarily.

Who is making trouble in secret?

This damn troublemaker not only seriously delayed his marching speed, but also allowed him to find out the enemy's position even if he used magic.

What's worse is that he saw Garon suddenly stopping and had to stop and take a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.

When he started to act again, Hajjhona could even feel his face covered in anger, covered in dark black steel mask.

Obviously, he received some bad news through magical messaging.

"Master of the Tower." The Dark Guard took a deep breath, restrained his anger, and said to him, "... the scout team I just sent out... was wiped out again. Many of the dead scouts were Shadow Guard Assassins, including a ghost mage with a model strength."

The young Dark Guard was still too impatient. He thought this conquest was easy? He thought that even a companion would not die?

However, the cruel truth made him discover that he had so many subordinates died without even seeing the shadow of the enemy.

Hajj Horner thought, and it was not the first time.

He was wondering whether it was a wrong decision to have Garon in charge of commanding the war, and perhaps he should bring another student of his own, the most powerful student.

When the dark guard Gallon saw the stern gaze from his teacher, he knew that he had aroused the teacher's dissatisfaction.

After a while, he finally realized that he might have infuriated the Supreme King's hand even more than that bad report.

"Is the team still moving forward?" Hajjhona asked coldly.

Garon cleared his throat and said to him, "The Black Lion Tribe and the Gray Wolf Tribe of the Bede barbarians have arrived at the territory of Mokou Town, and they have also fought with the defenders who are ambushing there, and they will definitely win."

Hajjhona closed her eyes and nodded, agreeing with Gallon's optimism that suddenly started over.

The troops responsible for attacking from the side were not only more than 1,000 barbarian warriors from the Bede barbarians. He had long known that Gallon had also secretly dispatched 15 ghost mages and more than 200 Cyclops to assist these nomadic barbarians with muscles in their minds.

Although their main force failed to meet with the Bede barbarians as promised, Hajjhona believed that this might be a good choice.

Because when they were fighting with the people from Mokou Town, if the barbarian warriors suddenly emerged from the flank, they would definitely catch the enemy off guard.

Hajjhona's eyes suddenly opened and she asked, "Is there any news about the Mokou Mountains?"

"The people of the Santalin Society sent a large goblin army, and they had launched an attack, and the two sides were indisputable to separate them. Moreover, the evil creatures of the Storm Horn Mountains and the mercenaries from Sanbia also entered the territory of Mokou Town." Gallon replied.

Hajjhona's expression became perverted. He had seen the big goblin army in the Mokou Mountains. This was a big goblin army that not only had strong cohesion but also very warlike.

In terms of numbers, there are nearly a thousand goblin soldiers, as well as kowtowers and goblins who are several times more likely to be mentioned. Although mercenaries and evil creatures are not worth mentioning, they are completely like an extremely sharp back-stinging knife compared to the empty Mokou Town.

This made him hate the Santalin Club. These believers of Bann actually took advantage of the opportunity to fight with the army in Mokou Town to rob the fire behind his back and seize the fruits of his victory.

Faced with this situation, he had no choice but to do anything for the time being, which made him even more hated the neutral ghost prince Desude.

If he gets his help, he can even kill the Mage Tower in Arab City with Desud.

"Can't waste any more time."

Hajj Horner stared at the nervous dark guard Gallon and suddenly said:

"If we continue like this, we will defeat the army of Mokou Town and will be taken first by the Santalin Society. I will pass my order and advance at all costs. We must destroy the army of Mokou Town before dark."

After listening to the instructions of the Supreme King's hand, the dark guard Garon's eyes widened due to fear.

Because when he left the floating city of Sultansa for the first time and left the shadow-covered sky, he stood on the Sabre Peak Mountains and looked up at the bright sunshine, and was immediately completely conquered by the scorching light.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! This light made him dizzy, and so were many other humans who transformed into ghosts.

There he felt empty and helpless, and felt extremely fragile.

In the eyes of humans in the material world, the shining light that symbolizes hope is too strong and bright for sensitive ghosts.

Now his army is fighting against the enemies of Mokou Town under the sun in the desert...

He could not imagine how much combat power the mage and knight who were transformed into ghosts would exert in this situation.

Hajjhona did not appreciate Garron's fearful expression. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said to him:

"I know what you are worried about, but we have an absolute advantage. We don't have to worry about losing this battle at all. Our mages can release the dark sky curtain to block the sun. Each of our constructed golems can withstand the charge of at least two purple dragon knights. The ghost mage who is several times the number of enemy spell casters, and can even easily suppress the magic of war mages."

"Besides, I have a backup plan."

He added coldly: "A blue dragon lich from Dragonback Ridge and a young black dragon who came to support from the far sea swamp, as well as a large Lizardman unit led by the Black Dragon are all allies that are enough to change the situation."

Hearing this, the young dark guard finally felt relieved and suddenly felt that the sun above his head was no longer so hot.

"Why don't you go!" Hajjhona looked at Garon in a daze and shouted suddenly.

Jialong bowed and walked away quietly.

However, before he could walk far away, he saw a shadow floating across the sky, and a shadow dragon that reached the ancient dragon stage fell from the sky.

This made him unable to help but stop.

"Master." The shadow dragon spurted out a ball of cold shadow energy from its nostrils and reported its reconnaissance information to the hand of the Supreme King. "The army in Mokou Town is less than ten kilometers away from us. Their goal is very clear, and the location is here."

"Good come!" Hajjhona and Gallon shouted almost in unison.

Gallon was embarrassed for a moment and did not dare to look straight into the teacher's eyes, but chose to listen with his ears.

"Have you investigated the cause of the scout's death?" Hajjhona asked his magic pet.

"I felt a very powerful dragon wandering in the desert." The shadow dragon said tremblingly, "I'm not sure if it's the real murderer behind the scenes."

"It can make you feel scared..." Hajj Horner looked at the shadow dragon thoughtfully, "Then, at least it is an ancient dragon."

His thoughts quickly recalled all the five-colored dragons and metal dragons in the Enoak Desert, the Kingdom of Cormier, and the Sunset Mountains.

After being unable to determine the identity of the enemy, he finally realized the slightest crisis he was facing.

However, what made him feel at ease was that for him, an ancient dragon and the female lord of Arab City, he and his demon pet could handle it completely.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scold the ghost prince Desu again in his heart.

He did not dare to delay the time and immediately signaled Garon to prepare for the enemy.

Then, he and the shadow dragon gathered their breath, flew into the depths of the mountains and hid, quietly observing the battle between the two armies, and patiently waiting for the enemy to take action.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.

On a mountain road from the far-sea swamp to the Enoak Desert, the prime black dragon Saroras is leading his army of lizardmen to meet at the designated location of Hajjhona.

Sudden!

A shadow fell from the sky and pressed down on the grass.

The black dragon Saroras raised his head suddenly, and he heard the sharp sound of the wind and his familiar huge roar.

Then he found that all his lizardman subordinates were lying on the ground tremblingly, with fear on their faces.

The black dragon quickly slapped his wings, jumped, and flew to a high ground, overlooking the uninvited guests.

He saw two huge wings swaying on the grass, and a crimson scale-armored monster that was about the same size as him in the middle.

The monster had long sharp claws hanging on its chest, with long and thick necks on it, and a pair of vicious eyes at the top. Behind him, a long and thick tail dragged behind the hill.

Oh my God! It turned out to be a dragon! A red dragon!

His dragon body is as big as me and he is so fat, so he must live a very good life. Only a powerful dragon will never worry about food, let alone go hungry when he left the dragon's nest.

The black dragon Saroras was so surprised that he even forgot to swallow his saliva into his stomach.

The dragon slowly looked at him fiercely, with its wings constantly flapping, its lava-colored eyes staring proudly at the southern sky.

The black dragon's eyes shrank in fear, and then suddenly woke up.

He is a dragon, and I am also a dragon. Why should I be afraid of him?

After understanding this problem, he immediately showed his dark and evil eyes, deliberately showing a ferocious look, and met the red dragon.

He slashed his claws into the pile of stones like a demonstration. In the deafening thunder and thunder, the stones cracked and sparked.
To be continued...