Chapter 263: Victory?
The Dragon didn’t take the provocation well. It roared once more, but since it hadn’t had time to build up its power, there wasn’t the Magical aspect infused into it. It was just an angry response from the Dragon.
The Hero didn’t back down, either. He flew through the air and once more collided with the Dragon, battering it more than slashing it with his greatsword. The collision created a shockwave, but the Dragon was barely repulsed from his position in the sky.
It took a swipe at the Hero. Despite the Dragon being hundreds of times the size of the Hero, it moved too quickly for the man to dodge the strike. He blocked it with his greatsword, and he was thrown back in the air. He only flew for half a second before stopping himself, but he was knocked back over a hundred yards in that flash of time.
Gulley couldn’t spare any more thoughts to the fight in the sky. Orders were being called to the platoons and they were maneuvering on the battlefield. The dragonlings were located in a singular position, and there were no reinforcements on their way as far as Gulley could tell. If there was another Dragon with a similar horde of dragonlings on its back, it would be well outside the scope of a Tier 4 Dungeon.
The difficulty and the things being done inside this Dungeon already stretched incredulity. Gulley was quite experienced when it came to Dungeons, and he had never heard of anything nearly as difficult as what he had already seen. Even the vast majority of Hard Modes couldn’t compare.
The first platoon of shadow-soldiers engaged the dragonlings as the battle in the sky continued. While the dragonlings were falling to the ground, they didn’t seem anything special, but now that Gulley could see them next to the humans, he could see that they towered over everyone else on the field.
They were at minimum twice the height of the tallest human in the army, and some of them were nearing three times the size. They didn’t carry any fancy gear or weapons. Their scales and claws were natural armor and weapons, better even than the Tier 4 gear the shadow-military sported.
The shadow-soldiers tossed their spears like javelins at the charging dragonlings. Most of them hit the scales at bad angles and slid off, ineffectually. Some, though, pierced some spaces between the scales. Even with the spears sticking out of the bodies of the dragonlings, they didn’t slow their charge.
The shadow-soldiers in the front lines drew their swords and assumed a shield wall. The dragonlings charged in throwing large, sweeping strikes with their claws. The force of their blows knocked shields aside, their razor-sharp claws lacerating the Tier 4 metal. They wouldn’t hold up for an extended clash.