Joelson raised his staff high, and a stream of hot dark gold metal shot out from the tip of the staff, cutting the low-level monster cannon fodder at the front into charred pieces.
Flaming meteorites and frost meteorites fell from the sky. This small section of the defense line was immediately cleared of a large area, and the ground was covered with the corpses of monsters.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and charred corpses, and it always made Joelson feel an inexplicable sense of absent-mindedness.
It was as if he had really returned to five thousand years ago, participating in the Planar War that concerned the life and death of his race.
Two months ago, the holy knight, Jack Meier, died in battle on the city wall. He was also injured when he was ambushed by an abyss spider.
Then, Joelson took over Jack Meier's position and carried the defensive flag of this battle line.
Joelson suddenly understood the moment Jack Meier died.
All of this had already happened.
5,000 years ago, there was indeed a saint-level human knight named Jack Meier. He was destined to die in battle.
This was his fate. Joelson could save him once, but he could not change the ending.
The trial was just a trial. It was an illusory torrent of time.
Although Joelson entered, what he did could not change the outcome of anything. In the end, he was just a witness.
With Joelson's presence, this defensive line was very stable.
Joelson used magic to kill most of the monsters, while the others were responsible for taking care of the monsters that were left out.
The Monster Army was showing signs of decline, and Joelson felt that it was almost time.
Putting away his staff, the meteor sword appeared in his hand.
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"Firm spell! Sharp spell!"
A golden luster suddenly flashed on the meteor sword, and its power became more and more terrifying.
Golden-red blazing combat aura was spread out, with the effect of metal splashing, quickly harvesting the lives of the monsters as if they were wheat.
Soon, they reached the edge of the city wall, and Joelson jumped high.
The others immediately looked at him, their eyes filled with excitement, as if they were looking forward to something.
"Roar!"
A dark golden body appeared under Joelson's feet, and he rode the steel dragon, charging toward the monster army.
"It's here! A saint-level dragon!"
"It's the Dragon Rider! Lord Joelson Edward!"
"Kill them! These disgusting monsters!"
The city walls were filled with cheers. The sight of Joelson riding the steel dragon to fight in the monster army had greatly boosted the morale of many people.
Joelson killed this part of the battle line twice before flying towards the depths of the monster army as usual.
Joelson's gaze fell on a very huge giant that looked like it was made of lava.
It was a saint-tier chieftain-level monster, the lava giant. It was worth 1,000 achievement points.
"Go!"
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The seemingly powerful lava giant was as fragile as a tissue under the attack of the steel dragon. Its clumsy body had no ability to resist at all.
A burning lava heart was dug out by the steel dragon and fell into Joelson's hand.
The drop of lava-like blood only felt slightly warm on Joelson's hand.
Joelson sighed softly.
It would be great if it was true. The heart of the lava giant could forge a legendary staff that was even more powerful than the one in his hand.
Now, Joelson had a general understanding that the gap between them was huge, even for the saint-tier.
For example, saint-level monsters were divided into chief-level, commander-level, and general-level monsters.
The corresponding human strength was early-stage saint-level, middle-stage, and peak late-stage saint-level.
Joelson secretly divided the battle strength into 15,000 combat strength and below, which were called early-stage.
For example, the steel dragon and Du Lu had more than 30,000 combat strength, which was equivalent to the strength of a commander-level.
Above that.
They had never seen a late-stage saint-rank monster or a general-rank monster, so they had no way to judge.
The battle line of the Planar War was very long, and Joelson's position could only be considered to be at the edge.
There were not many saint-rank monsters. The battle groups that could truly decide the direction of the war were all at the center.
Looking up, the sky at the very center was very dark. Lightning, fire, and dense black gas stirred like boiling water, giving people the deepest feeling of shock.
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Joelson retracted his gaze. His gaze became firm. He turned his direction and slowly approached the central battlefield for the first time.
There were more and more chieftain-level monsters. Sometimes, they would even encounter more than a few of them.
Joelson clung tightly to the back of the steel dragon. The steel dragon was fighting three chieftain-level monsters at the same time.
Legendary monsters fenrir, abyss spiders, and a scorpion-tailed monster with wings.
After coming out of the ancient ruins, the steel dragon's attack power had increased by more than a little.
Every attack from the dragon's claws and tail was like a legendary longsword slashing across, leaving deep marks on the bodies of a few monsters.
Joelson was still frantically casting spells such as firm spell and sharp spell on the steel dragon.
The metal-type magic worked perfectly with the steel dragon. The steel dragon was even more careless and continued to suppress the three monsters.
A moment later, Joelson received another three thousand merit points.
Before he could catch his breath, a few leader-level monsters in the distance discovered the tracks of a man and a dragon and quickly rushed over.
Joelson simply summoned Du Lu.
The pressure immediately lessened.
Riding two saint-tier dragons, he had become a bulldozer-like existence on the monster battlefield.
Go deeper.
After an unknown amount of time, there was no difference between day and night in the Land of Heritage.
The heads of the commander-tier monsters were almost piled into a small hill. Joelson considered turning back.
At this moment, the sudden eruption of a battle in the distance caught his attention.
The air element spread out, carrying Joelson's spiritual power and sensing everything.
Joelson saw two terrifying monsters raise their heads and roar at the sky.
Commander-level!
Joelson was shocked. What surprised him even more was that the two commander-level monsters were attacking the same target.
A handsome, cold-looking young man with wings on his back.
He had a slender body and long green hair. He nimbly dodged between the two commander-level monsters. Although he kept retreating, he was not hurt at all.
So powerful!
He was at least at the middle stage of the saint rank.
The winged humans.
A light flashed in Joelson's eyes. He knew who this was.
Frank.
The super genius who firmly occupied the first place on the merit list.
"Du Lu, let's Go!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Joelson commanded Du Lu and the steel dragon to charge towards the distant battle group.
Frank's situation was quite bad.
He was a little arrogant. He had ventured too far into the Monster Army and was actually targeted by two commander-level monsters at the same time when his luck was bad.
