Chapter 689

Lakstark fortress.

Main castle, study.

The bright sunshine outside the window spilled into the room. Modrian sat on his desk and dealt with the affairs in the territory. The mission problem of the eilanfaro empire was easily solved after the arrival of the God of winter.

However, in order to conceal the news of the meeting, the mission of the aranfaro Empire still stayed in the Valoran collar and carried out the final false performance.

In terms of territory, the spread of the news of the expedition made the old and new nobles put aside their internal contradictions and unite with the outside world. They saw the great interests behind the expedition, especially the new nobles who lacked territory, raised a lot of materials with extraordinary enthusiasm and transported them to the front line.

Modrian was also satisfied with the performance of the Dale family during the expedition.

Although he doesn't care about the aristocratic power in the territory, after all, this is his own foundation. Some things are best kept outside the red line.

The dahler family has done a good job in this regard.

After considering various factors, modrian decided to delegate certain rights and interests to the Dale family again, hoping that they would not fall too much because of the too fast pace of Valoran collar.

The sun was dim and shadows appeared.

Rob walked out of the shadow, holding a postmarked letter in his hand and gently placed it on the desk,

"What's the news?" modrian asked casually, stretching out his hand and picking up the letter.

Now most of the things in the territory are left to svein, who is relatively relaxed. Only some important information will be given to him first and then passed to the following.

"Expedition!" rob whispered.

Hearing the speech, modrian looked slightly dignified, erased the postmark, opened the envelope and read it carefully.

"Such a swift offensive? Has it penetrated into the hinterland of the kingdom of behlik?" modrian was surprised. The contents of the letter summarized the overwhelming offensive of the noxas Legion.

He got up and left his desk and walked to the next room. A huge and detailed map of the kingdom of behlik hung on the wall.

"According to the current journey, in a few days, they will reach the God of blood droalcod?"

Although modrian was well aware of the strength and terror of the Knox corps, such a violent and rapid attack was still unexpected.

"Katrina has taken the lead in reaching drolcord and is exploring the strength of the lizard Legion and the Jackal Legion."

At the end of the letter, modrian saw a rough map drawn by Katrina, which depicted the defensive movements of some lizard soldiers and jackal soldiers. At the center was the city of blood droalcod.

"Fight back? Let go?"

Modrian laughed softly and put the letter back into the envelope: "if it was not long ago, I would have worried about the movements of the lizard northern Legion."

"As for now..."

He turned to look at the sunny sky. A touch of blood showed a faint red.

When the abyss invades, the order camp of the main material plane will not allow any forces involved in the bottomless abyss to exist, and the behlik kingdom will be the priority target.

Valoran collar was also happy and volunteered to be a sharp knife to cut off this large piece of fat flesh and blood.

Chaos and order!

Evil and good!

Nobles and gods!

Modrian overlooks lakstark fortress with deep eyes. He can see clearly that everything will fall into this abyss invasion sweeping the main material plane, and even fate can't give correct guidance!

"Inform dreus that he doesn't have to worry about the return of the lizard northern legion, those dirty guys..."

"Take care of yourself!"

......

......

virgin forest.

The thick leaves covered the sun, and the dark atmosphere came.

A bloody killing is taking place between lizard scouts and noxas cavalry.

And a Yodel riding a dragon lizard.

Click!

The silver axe chopped the lizard man's head, and the blood and white liquid poured on the armor and flowed slowly.

Craig wiped the blood off his face. His eyes were full of madness. He looked at the coming battlefield and said with a grimace: "I'm beginning to like you!"

Panic pervaded drolcord. Courage could not support the fighting desire of these lizard scouts. Only complete madness could make them fight against the noxas Legion.

Just reaching the outer area of drolkod, Krieg has been attacked by scouts more than a dozen times, fearless and crazy.

Each killing made him feel the boiling of blood, and also made him see the resistance desire of the behlik kingdom.

The lizard tribe does not want to withdraw from the stage of the main material plane, nor does it want to give up its fertile and lush territory. It is eager to repel the incoming enemy and restore its former glory again.

Da Da! Da Da!

Skar trampled on the flesh and blood covered grass, and a pair of ear shaped forelimbs hung listlessly on both sides of his head, looking like tired of endless killing.

"Cheer up, coward, cheer up, we still need to work hard. The victory of this war belongs to Valoran."

Clei patted Sgar's head, rode the desert dragon lizard out of the battlefield area, looked at the magnificent city not far away, and looked fanatical.

The goal of Knox, never give up!

Crick grinned and looked back at the primeval forest behind him. The hazy blood glow shrouded him like an infernal hell.

Bloody killings took place in the vicinity of drolcord, and lizard soldiers, jackal soldiers and noxasian cavalry died in the battle all the time.

Death, become the theme!

But it no longer makes people fear and fear, but becomes a stimulant and injects it into the preamble of this war.

......

......

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar of steel machines echoed over the virgin forest in the hills ten kilometers away from droalcod.

The huge trees in the sky collapsed and the dense jungle burned out.

Alchemy researchers drove strange machines and quickly cleared a wide area. Then the war masons commanded the noxas soldiers to unload a large amount of military materials.

In less than half a day.

The rudiment of a steel fortress is faintly visible.

Under the busy work of countless Knox soldiers, the first thing they built was the thick black city wall and the magnificent and huge camp gate. Then they built narrow camps for the middle like a fortress.

Dreus stood at the top of the hill and looked quietly at the steel fortress. He could not see the mood fluctuation.

He has long been used to war. It is like being engraved in his blood and becoming the instinct of his body.

"Tyrone, what's the situation in drolcoderne?" dreus's voice was low, and his fierce tiger like eyes looked at the shadow on his side.