Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278: General Of A Thousand Tales

She slammed her staff into the ground, unleashing an invisible seismic wave that made the bodies of the taotie footmen twitch. Suddenly, their armour turned black, dark mist billowed off their bodies as they picked up their broad axes and rose up, all eight thousand of them.

Those that she drained couldn’t be turned into wraiths.

A loud roar tore through the air as the dragon, now black as a starless night sky rose up, its wounds healed as it bowed its head to Dirge.

As the strongest in her unit, Dirge naturally selected the dragon to become the lieutenant. It had risen as an 18.6 Divine Tier dragon, not an ounce weaker than when it was alive but unlike Lament’s cavalry who had individual personalities and could speak, Dirge’s shadows couldn’t.

They were her wraiths now.

With eight thousand four hundred shadow wraiths under her command and three lieutenants, Dirge followed Godfrey through the gate which Mountain pulled down.

Beyond the gate was an even larger courtyard with twenty-five thousand crimson taotie footmen and the guardian of the gate was an even longer dragon with blue scales and white mane.

It flew into the sky, its serpentine body slithering mid-air as it glared at Godfrey and his troops, bright blue orbs gleaming like stars in both forelimbs.

"I will not make the same mistake as my brother!" It roared, launching the balls toward the Golden Order as the crimson taotie army raced toward them.

Just then, to the blue dragon’s greatest surprise, a black dragon emerged unleashing waves of blood-spiked chains into the ranks of the taotie army. That was his brother’s innate skill and didn’t that dragon look exactly like his brother too.

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While the battle raged at the second gate with two large armies colliding, steel against steel, gold against crimson, Solstice walked over charred corpses of taotie footmen, his boots striking the ground as he emerged from a half-burnt palace. This was one of the six palaces of this wing.

He walked out of the compound, paused and slowly turned to his left. There, within his sight was a street now filled with crimson taotie footmen, ready to lunge at him.

Several hundred of them stood there, their helmets without a visor, short plumes fluttering as a gentle breeze blew past Solstice, picking up some fallen leaves that had drifted from courtyards meant for concubines.

Solstice conjured a sun-ball above his index finger and pointed at them. "I see you." His eyes gleamed as the small sun ball expanded, obliterating the entire street and houses nearby.

As the flames dwindled, it revealed one of the emperor’s ghosts who had been behind the taotie footmen.

He had the skin of a dead man as white as ivory but wore loose black pants befitting a man from ancient China. Ironclad boots with greaves that reached the knees, vambraces but no top.

This ghost’s long black hair fluttered as he brandished a single-edged blade, slightly curved at the tip. It had the length of a greatsword.

The ghost wrapped his bony fingers that ended in claws around the sword’s hilt.

Solstice grabbed his twin swords strapped to his waist and pulled them out of their sheathes. He could sense this ghost was a Paragon Tier existence while he was just a little short of the Paragon Tier however Solstice had no thought of using Black-Out State.

"Let’s make this swift." He brandished his swords.

***

At the right wing, Isolde was a bit confused. This place was supposed to be teeming with taotie soldiers but she had not seen one in the past three palaces.

That thought was left behind when she found a man. Heavily armoured with his short black hair tied at the top of his head. He rested one arm on a sword whose blade was as wide as two forearms joined together.

The sword was also taller than the eight-foot tall man and it had a flat tip. There was also a red cloth tied over his eyes.

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