Chapter 326: Battle of Okagra (VIII)
Anthony raised his head and looked at the lion spirit, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but rather full of contempt.

"Just a kitten."

"How dare you shout in front of the servants of the Burning King?"

"I will let you know what true power is! What is the embodiment of destruction!"

Anthony laughed wildly, his face covered with dragon scales showing great excitement and excitement.

This was the first time he had used this kind of power. It was the most direct and closest connection with the Dragon Lord. How could he not cheer?
"Everyone, recite the oath with me!"

"Extinguish the flame of hope!"

"Enforce order with an iron fist!"

"The Dragon Lord is above everything!"

Hundreds of dragon-loving holy warriors raised their swords together, and the flames surrounding them gathered in the sky, forming a red dragon phantom made of flames that was tens of meters long.

【Dragon Lord Descends】

If twelve or more Dragonsworn Paladins recite the Dragon's Oath at the same time, they can summon a red dragon phantom made of flames, which can carry the will of Cassius.

"Roar--"

The red dragon phantom slowly flapped its wings, looked down at the lion spirit, and let out a long roar.

Anthony looked up at the perfect incarnation in the sky and involuntarily half-knelt on the ground.

"His Majesty."

His dragon-scaled face showed the piety and fanaticism of a fanatic, and the same was true for the other dragon-loving paladins. Only Fried managed to maintain his sanity.

What a powerful force this is.

What a perfect body.

This is the only king of the Burning Kingdom, the Lord they serve.

Even if it is just a false illusion made of fire, as long as it is related to His existence, it will have the power to destroy everything.

Faced with the terrifying red dragon phantom in the sky, under the extremely terrifying pressure, the phantoms of the lions summoned by the Lionheart Knights actually whimpered and retreated half a step timidly.

It was actually scared!

It's terrified!

Maxiton felt something was wrong, which meant that the will of the Lionheart Knights was wavering.

The more you believe, the stronger, more determined, and more solid you become. This is the characteristic of all holy oath spells. Because of this, beings with higher charisma are often able to cast more magnificent holy oath spells, because their self-confidence and will alone are enough to distort reality and change the world.

But now, most of the spirit of the lion spirit came from Maxi himself, and it was becoming more and more illusory.

But the dragon-loving paladins who are like fanatical believers are different. They were born in humble backgrounds and have miserable experiences, but their fate has been changed by the emergence of the Burning Kingdom. Even if the world is destroyed, they will firmly believe in the power of the red dragon.

"It was just an illusion made of fire!"

"We must believe that the Bosque Lion is immortal and indestructible!"

The "Golden Lion Knight" Maxi shouted anxiously. He awakened the people around him who were suppressed by the dragon's might, which made the lion's spirit body a little more solid.

However, the phantom of the red dragon in the sky was slowly descending. It spread its wide wings and spewed out hot flames from its bloody mouth.

"boom--"

Almost instantly, the lion's spirit was engulfed by the blazing flames. It kept roaring, screaming, and struggling, but it could not change the fact that it was about to be burned to ashes.

Finally, it gradually turned into scattered light particles and dissipated into the air.

Maxi kept shaking his head and muttering.

At this moment, his face was gloomy and his eyes were lifeless. At the moment when the lion's spirit was destroyed, his spirit was also greatly traumatized.

His mind was like purgatory, as if there was a raging sea of ​​fire burning, which was going to burn his will, spirit and even soul to ashes, leaving him with no hope of reincarnation.

"The Lion of Bosque is obviously immortal"

"I do not believe."

Under extreme mental pressure, the "Golden Lion Knight" Maxi Stuart completely lost his usual composure. He kept shaking his head and muttering to himself.

Maxi looked up, opened his arms, and laughed wildly.

"Hahahahaha, they're lying to me, these are all illusions!"

"You can't kill me! I'm Maxi Stuart, the 'Golden Lion Knight'! The leader of the great Lionheart Knights!"

The next moment, brilliant flames were reflected in that person's pupils.

Maxi Stuart was engulfed by the blazing flames, and his entire body began to burn.

His crazy will is not strong enough to distort reality, and the objectively existing fire will not change in the slightest because of his disbelief.

But he is a high-level professional after all, and his physique is so strong that even fire cannot burn him up easily.

The people watching the fight only saw a tall figure struggling and tumbling in the flames.

His entire body was burning, his skin became charred and cracked, like a humanoid monster made of coal. He continued to let out heart-wrenching wails and roars, shouting words like "This is not real!" "This is all an illusion!"

Compared to the strong "Golden Lion Knight", the other Lionheart Knights were much luckier. Many of them were burned to ashes by the flames before they could even let out a muffled groan, leaving only the excellent equipment that gradually melted into silver water.

Soon, all that was left on the ground were black ashes covering the soil, silver water flowing, and the still raging fire.

"Roar--"

The phantom of the red dragon raised its head in the sea of ​​fire and howled towards the sky.

"Long live the Burning King!"

"The great red dragon is immortal!"

"This is the great power bestowed by the Master!"

The dragon-loving holy warriors cheered and danced around the sea of ​​fire like fanatical believers, as if they were performing some strange ritual.

The elite private army of the Principality of Bosk that had been passed down for thousands of years, an army that had made countless glorious military achievements in the history of the North, an army that had defeated the leader of the Frost Giants and killed the White Dragon - the Lionheart Knights, was completely wiped out, and no one survived.

It is quite darkly humorous that the person in the world who knows the Lionheart Knight heritage best is probably Fried, who has become a Dragon-loving Paladin.

The destruction of the Lionheart Knights also sounded the clarion call for the complete collapse of the coalition forces.

The counterattack just now was just an illusion of a last gasp caused by the powerful force of the Lionheart Knights, and the current collapse is the most real and cruel battlefield situation that truly reflects the gap in military strength.

"Defeat them! Fight for the Burning Kingdom!"

Amid the torrent of tiefling infantry, Medoraash raised the Everburning Greatsword in his hand and said so.

In front of him, the coalition's defense line was riddled with holes and in disarray; all he could see were the backs of soldiers fleeing in panic.

　Finish!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)