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A large number of weapons, crafted from dragon bones and plated with dragon steel as their blades, immediately came into view. These were all prey that Ange Dragonslayer had once hunted.
In addition, there is a batch of corresponding skulls. They are mainly colorful dragons with prominent horns, and she has even severed the head of a young red dragon.
As Ange Longlu's most prized possession, the skull of the young red dragon was placed in the very center.
In addition, the unopened gift box contained the aura of a red dragon.
Upon opening it, Zhuang Daihua discovered ten dragon steel throwing knives forged from red dragon blood.
It's similar to what you get in the maze, only slightly different in shape.
These dragon steel throwing knives are absolutely top-notch weapons for surprise attacks. Zhuang Daihua's current strength also gives her the wrist power to injure people invisibly by throwing flowers and plucking leaves.
Another gift box, also unopened. It seems that Ange Longlu has quite a few such gifts in her possession.
If she were to disassemble these things, Zhuang Daihua might suffer even more injuries in the battle.
A piece of leather armor, and it's blue dragon leather armor.
"Um... Your Highness Qin He, is this thing... really wearable?"
Although it was described as leather armor, after Zhuang Daihua examined it closely, she was surprised to find that it was actually a close-fitting garment similar to a bodysuit.
The inside is filled with blue dragon fat, so wearing it is equivalent to having immunity to lightning and buffering against blunt force damage.
"Miss Zhuang... um..."
The lens of the magic communication terminal was moved away, and the rustling sound of clothes being torn off, like ear-piercing white noise, jolted Qin He awake.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Daihua, now wearing a blue dragon bodysuit, reappeared in front of the camera.
The blue dragon's belly scales are dark yellow or golden yellow, and the ones used to make this bodysuit are clearly of excellent quality golden yellow belly scales.
The azure scales serve only as decoration on certain key areas, while the golden belly scales cover the sensitive areas of the chest and abdomen.
The rest of the material is a smooth, almost reflective blue dragon fat that has a completely gel-like texture.
Zhuang Daihua's figure was already stunning, exquisitely voluptuous yet perfectly proportioned. A quintessential beautiful young woman with enormous breasts, it's just a pity... her rivals were all exceptionally stunning individuals like Zhong Liuxiu.
Previously, her long, shapely legs that supported her pencil pants were already captivating enough, but now... Qin He was drawn to her smooth, glossy legs in the latex suit.
"Hmm... Qin He."
She covered her delicate body with her slender arms, revealing both her full, rounded breasts and the slightly protruding contours beneath her tight-fitting clothes.
"No...don't stare..."
She was both shy and hopeful that Qin He would look at her a little longer.
As Zhuang Daihua shyly gazed at Qin He's burning gaze, she felt an unprecedented flutter in her heart.
Chapter 429 Olilight
Although made of blue dragon material, this gelatinous bodysuit has an overall sci-fi style. It perfectly outlines Zhuang Daihua's slender figure, and the padding inside makes her body even more alluring.
"I...I didn't mean that. Mr. Qin, you can...uh! No, I—!"
Seeing Qin He really turn his head away, Zhuang Daihua suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
The words that had been stuck in her throat were abruptly cut off by shyness.
“Miss Zhuang, it’s alright. Perhaps it’s not the right time yet, but I will always be by your side.”
Despite the possibility of them becoming enemies, Qin He's devotion to her made Zhuang Daihua unable to maintain her composure, leaving her forever soft-hearted towards him.
……
Calamity Plains—Outside the Centaur Princess's Golden Tent.
The sky was overcast, and the torrential rain that fell last night had turned the vast plains into a muddy mess.
The climate is not only humid, but also increasingly cold. A few days ago, a rare blizzard fell on the wilderness, and the blindingly vast snowscape can still be seen now.
This is not romantic for centaurs. Following the orc chieftain and the centaur princess to fight on the battlefield, they have nothing left in their eyes except war.
On the contrary... for the centaurs and orcs now, snow is a symbol of desolation and death. All because of the existence of that elf.
"Duchess Snowpour" Miria, the most beautiful snow elf in the entire continent of Trahiel... no, perhaps the most beautiful snow elf in the entire world.
Although she was only at the peak of the ninth rank, she was able to withstand the combined might of King Cheng, who possessed the power of an orc god, using her magical sword "Eternal Freeze Spell."
Since that battle, the main forces of the Snows Crusaders and the Centaurs have been locked in a stalemate on the plains for months, and have not fought a single battle since.
Although the centaur warriors gathered on the Great Plains and could see the ice-blue banners rising and falling on the horizon every day, neither side launched an attack, and there was not even a probing skirmish.
After a prolonged delay, the horses' food supply lines finally ran into trouble.
As a nomadic people, centaurs do not rely on cultivated crops for survival; their food mainly comes from hunting and herding.
But the centaur princess Orilight Kana, responding to the call of the orc chieftain, rallied a large population to wage war against Mithril City.
This will inevitably lead to a shortage of manpower within each clan, resulting in food shortages.
Footsteps approached, and a centaur spellcaster wielding a wooden staff lifted the tent flap. Before him stood a being with human legs and elven pointed ears, a marvel among the centaur clan.
"Princess, according to reliable sources, the lord of Mithril City was killed by an ancestral black dragon at the early Saint Realm level... a monster named 'Ink Jade'."
"After that, it is said that the Snow Elf Duchess reached an agreement with a young ancestral golden dragon and an ancestral purple dragon, and the two adult dragons moved into the city."
"They all possess peak eighth-tier abilities, coupled with the legendary ancestral blood that is said to be enough to be called a calamity. I'm afraid they are capable of confronting you or Lord King on the front lines."
This centaur mage was very well-informed, and his assessment of the strength of the two adult Ancestral Dragons was indeed very accurate.
"The greatest threat is the ancestral golden dragon. She is a golden dragon... We don't know how many relatives and friends who are also golden dragons support her."
"Such a noble golden dragon undoubtedly wields terrifying influence among its own kind. If she were to summon even more golden dragons… I fear—"
Upon hearing the news, Olivia Wright nonchalantly continued braiding her beautiful golden hair.
"Behind the golden dragons are their families, and behind the centaurs are theirs as well. Supporting this war are the orc gods, two powerful beings who have achieved the Dao."
The centaurs were also able to enjoy some of the blessings bestowed by the orc gods on the front lines, so the spellcaster no longer argued.
"The Snow Crusaders are still the same as before. They fear your and the King's power and dare not act rashly. Even with two adult dragons guarding Mithril City, they may not have the confidence to start a direct war."
After the centaur monk finished speaking, he added softly:
"However... waiting like this won't do us any good either."
“Your Highness, as you know… supplies are becoming a problem, and the troops are very anxious. Several clan leaders have reported this to me.”
"Right now, the soldiers are barely surviving on dried meat and barley cakes from previous years' reserves. Should we consider... a temporary withdrawal?"
"War is like this, humans only need to fight to the death to defend the city... We have traveled a long way to get here, so we have many more things to consider."
The centaur princess did not look up, but instead stared down at her spear: "The enemy is facing the same predicament as us, or even worse."
"After all, Mithril City still has to support its people even when its external supplies have been cut off."
War is imminent, and it's happening this very season. Mithril City must find a way to repel the invaders.
"But... Princess, monsters are about to appear among our enemies. That ancestral purple dragon has brought many followers: dragon vein sorcerers, wyverns, trolls, gnolls, and a group of white dragons!"
In addition, the scorpion killers, griffins, and other companions gifted by the Blue Dragon tribe have gradually appeared on the front lines and clashed with the centaur warriors.
White dragons feed on their own familiars, and killer scorpions are delicious frozen meat to them, while those familiars also devour their dead companions.
Moreover, whenever war breaks out, these carnivorous monsters will devour the corpses of all non-humanoid creatures as a supplement.
Although centaurs are considered humanoid creatures, the large number of griffins they keep are destined to be roasted and eaten by dragons.
Unintelligent creatures like winter wolves and fear wolves would be used to clean up the battlefield, and the war beasts kept by the centaurs might become their food.
The corpses of humans and centaurs, being considered part of the humanoid race, were not used to feed their families during wartime, but were instead burned.
—In these days, the griffins that the Centaur clan brought with them to the army have become emaciated from hunger. Although hunger makes them more ferocious, this still does more harm than good to their fighting ability.
Throughout her long history of fighting against human armies, Olilight has always adhered to the bottom line of allowing mages to cremate fallen enemy soldiers.
And she will always uphold her principles and never desecrate the bodies of human soldiers. Because humans, like centaurs, are warriors worthy of respect.
Even when the griffins are starving and on the verge of going berserk, it doesn't matter.
However, nowadays, dragons also lead their retinues, and griffins can also prey on creatures like winter wolves and killer scorpions.
"Furthermore, even if our actual forces outnumber Mithril City several times over, we should not be complacent in any way."
“Our warriors are living, breathing centaurs, while our opponents are cruel and savage monsters and a united human race. That ancestral golden dragon is the apparent leader and cooperative dragon, but…”
"The one who truly leads this group of monsters is that ancestral purple dragon! She is also accompanied by a group of adult chromatic dragons that have reverted to their ancestral forms... A proper gold dragon would never allow its partner to behave like this."
The centaur mage's expression turned solemn as he deduced that the ancestral purple dragon, Volper, was the true war-fighting dragon.
This means they will be facing a highly intelligent purple dragon, and a ferocious chromatic dragon and its retinue... This is a terrible situation for the centaurs.
Without mages or ballistae to accompany them, these damned dragons could cripple the centaurs' already scarce supply lines in no time.
"We are at a disadvantage in both physical and mental terms. Once the war is lost, all the clans will panic and even flee under the innate majesty of that ancestral purple dragon."
A dragon-centric retinue will not rout after a single defeat... unless—
"What if I kill that ancestral purple dragon?"
The centaur princess slowly rose from her throne, which was made of monster hides. With the tree fallen, the monkeys scatter; the death of the dragon meant victory in the war.
Her gaze was cold, yet her eyes were a bright blue, with no discernible pupils, like the unfathomable vastness of the sky.
“I understand everything you’ve said. The ancestral golden dragon cannot be killed, only captured. The ancestral purple dragon is the opposite, so—”
"Let me experience the majesty of that dragon, and let me strike her down with my own hands using this spear!"
Olilight raised her hand and gave the order:
"Everyone keep a close eye on the movements of the enemy dragons. If any dragon comes into view, report to me immediately."
"I will slay all the dragons until their true leader appears before me."
The centaur princess, who had broken through the barrier to sainthood, was utterly fearless even when facing the dragons of her ancestors.
"How is the progress in Longyuan?"
After a moment of silence, Olilight suddenly inquired about the movements of the Forsaken Lands near the Great Wilderness Dragon Plains. There was a clan there responsible for logistics, carrying rare storage rings and a large quantity of plundered grain.
"I was just about to report this to you when I received news that the Inkhoof Clan's operations have been hampered! Despite bypassing the desert where the Blue Dragon Clan is located, there are still chromatic dragons lurking and planning a sneak attack."
The people certainly had no intention of provoking the Blue Dragon tribe, which had dominated the Great Wilderness Dragon Plains for a thousand years. If they were to truly provoke the wrath of the divine Blue Dragon, the entire clan responsible for secretly supplying them would be annihilated.
"They've laid an ambush in the bushes, and the leader of the Blackhoofs is considering how to respond."
"It's not a blue dragon older than its juvenile stage, is it?"
Centaurs, though naturally strong, struggle to advance in terms of strength. Their vast centaur race appears formidable, but on average, they are only around the first or second rank.
Without forming a battle formation, they are nothing more than easy prey before the dragon. The leader of the Inkhoof clan possesses the strength of a peak seventh-tier warrior.
But if they really provoke the Blue Dragon tribe... even if they are all at the peak of the seventh rank, it might not be enough.
The Blue Dragon tribe once mobilized hundreds of adult Blue Dragons to besiege the Dead City, and even had a Saintly ancestral Blue Dragon stationed there.
"According to the communication crystal, the group of colorful young dragons ambushed in the bushes. Among them are many pure-blooded blue dragon cubs, and the leader... should be a young red dragon that has reverted to its ancestral form."
After assessing the strength of both sides, Olilight immediately realized that these young dragons had their eyes on the centaurs and wanted to capture them as "practice" companions.
"Tell Sulo to split up with the Inkhoof Clan. Use the entire Inkhoof Clan as bait to attract the attention of the young dragons."
"In direct combat, never kill any of the enemy's young dragons! At most, you should only injure them to protect yourself."
"...Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that the Mohoot Clan can be ransomed as prisoners of war."
By sacrificing the pawn to save the king, Olilette was making the wisest choice. The storage ring for transporting grain was on the person of Sulo Mohoo, the leader of the Mohoo clan.
The goal of these dragon cubs from the Blue Dragon Clan is to capture strong and powerful individuals as their followers. In this situation, offering token resistance and being captured by the enemy can actually save their lives.
Even if these are just young dragons, the Inkhoof Clan cannot act rashly. Blue dragons value their own clan's offspring most, and there must be dragons guarding them here.
If Sulo can bypass the opponent's blue dragon, he will have a chance to transport the supplies out.
Young dragons in their teens are at an age where they cannot bear flattery. Powerful races like centaurs and orcs willingly bowing down... they cannot stand it.
The allure of commanding their flocks would ultimately persuade the young dragons to spare the lives of the Darkhoof Clan. Once the war here is over, Olilight could simply step in and ransom these people.
A powerful retinue is a treasure to a dragon, but enough gold and jewels can also make them relinquish their retinue.
Once Mithril City is breached, will the centaurs and orcs still lack wealth?
These young dragons, with their varied scale colors, may have different temperaments, but they must all have a leader. Even if it is indeed led by a red dragon that has reverted to its ancestral form, it should be easier to talk to in the blue dragon tribe than a regular red dragon.
—Or rather, if the opposing leader were truly a young red dragon, the centaurs' praise of her power would be far more effective.