Chapter 1109 - 664: Pureblood Giant Dragon, Plundering the Dragon Lair, Dragon’s Treasure!

Chapter 1109: Chapter 664: Pureblood Giant Dragon, Plundering the Dragon Lair, Dragon’s Treasure!

Viscount Landri had practically searched every place near Head Hunting City, wiping out countless Esoteric Rebel Army groups large and small, yet still failed to find the slightest trace of that enemy vanguard battalion.

The situation was growing more and more unfavorable for the Demon Army.

The much-hyped raid on the Noxus logistics relay station was also slowly subsiding as the overall balance of the war tilted.

During this month or so, Fang Zhou had been constantly storing up power.

And now, the time when the Calamity Special Operations Team would step out of the shadows into the light was fast approaching!

Spring had come round again, and after more than six months of war between the Dawn Legion and the Calamity Sun Demon Country, it had finally reached the most critical moment.

The newly arrived New Year had not brought good fortune to the Calamity Sun Demon Country.

Under the joint assault of Marshal Zhao Jingyuan and Admiral Zhurong with a combined force of three hundred thousand, the Calamity Sun Demon Country army blocked on the western side of the Hell Pit Fortress was annihilated to the last.

With this battle, the Demon Army’s elite forces were completely lost, and the siege of the Hell Pit Fortress was instantly lifted.

The Demon Army originally assigned to attack the fortress, upon receiving this news, immediately led the siege troops back to Head Hunting City and laid down a defensive line a hundred li outside the city.

As the Dawn Legion in the Hell Pit Fortress once again concentrated their forces, the nobles in the southwestern territories of the Calamity Sun Demon Country were the first to panic.

Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before the Dawn Legion’s main force pressed up to their borders.

The tense war situation not only slowed the development of the cities across the southwestern noble territories, it even affected the Esoteric Rebel Army hidden in the surrounding mountain ranges and forests.

Some garrison points and resource sites that had long suffered under Demon Bandit harassment finally got a chance to breathe.

The various Esoteric Rebel Army groups within the Calamity Sun Demon Country had all been very well-behaved during this period.

A hundred thousand regular troops of the Calamity Sun Demon Country were stationed in Head Hunting City; no one dared to go and provoke the Demon Army at a time like this.

Although most of the elite had already been spent in the earlier fortress defense and breakout battles, what the Demon Army had now were only reserve legions.

But compared to these national war machines, the strength of rabble like the Esoteric Rebel Army really wasn’t enough to trouble them in the slightest.

So they could only shrink back into their own camps, hoping to wait out this special period before doing anything.

As one of the three old established Esoteric Rebel Army groups near Head Hunting City, the leader of the Dragon Cave Secret Cult, Pantheon, had been living quite comfortably these days.

He halted all activity, lazing about in his lair every day with the Demon Bandit bosses under him, holding a small feast every three days and a big feast every five, indulging in a life of drunken stupor.

Regarding the raid on the Noxus logistics relay station that he had personally planned, Pantheon was still very pleased with himself.

The wealth they had looted from the logistics relay station was enough for him to squander for ten years.

Add to that the profits from selling out the Storm Secret Cult, and Pantheon had none of the concerns his peers spoke of, that "no-cost deals are hard to come by in wartime."

The only matter that had left a shadow in his heart had also ceased to exist with the Demon Army’s retreat.

In Pantheon’s view, those Dawn Legion troops who had previously disguised themselves as Storm Secret Cult Demon Bandits and joined him in the Noxus raid certainly wouldn’t still remain in Head Hunting City, which was now sealed off on all sides, once the Hell Pit Fortress had fallen back into their hands.

That morning, Pantheon had just woken up from the previous night’s drunken stupor.

One of his trusted lieutenants suddenly stumbled in from outside, legs all over the place, shouting at him in a panic, "Leader, a brother reports that a force has come up from the foot of the mountain and is attacking our outpost!"

Pantheon was taken aback, and his muddled brain instantly sobered up a great deal. He sprang to his feet.

As the leader of an Esoteric Rebel Army that had been operating in the Calamity Sun Demon Country for so long, with four to five thousand men under him, he had informants placed in several of the nearby cities and noble territories; many key points had even already been bought over by him.

If a Calamity Sun Demon Country army were coming up the mountain to encircle and wipe them out, there was no way he wouldn’t have received any word of it.

Thinking of this, he barked urgently, "Which army are they from? How many troops?"

The fellow who had rushed in finally came back to his senses under Pantheon’s shouted questioning.

With the Demon Army so dominant in Head Hunting City right now, the moment he heard that troops were coming up the mountain he had lost his head; only now, thinking it over, did he feel that the reported numbers seemed a bit low.

But under Pantheon’s pressing, he could only bite the bullet and stammer out, "The report says they’re all cavalry, we can’t tell what army they belong to, about... about six or seven hundred..."

Seeing Pantheon’s face darken at this point, he hurriedly corrected himself, "No, no... nearly a thousand men."

"Bang!"

Hearing his answer, Pantheon flew into a rage and casually grabbed the half-finished wine cup on the table, smashing it down over the unlucky fellow’s head.

"You idiot, jumping at shadows—can a force of only six or seven hundred men possibly take my Dragon Cave?"

"Get out there and find out exactly what they’re here for, then come back and report to me." Pantheon said coldly, his face dark.

Just as that Demon Bandit, who’d been scolded for nothing, was nervously preparing to withdraw, Pantheon suddenly noticed a faint tremor coming from the ground beneath his feet.

Next, his ears picked up a thunderous roar.

"How can they be here this fast?"

Pantheon’s expression changed.

He could tell this was at least the sound produced when more than a hundred warhorses were galloping at the same time.

And such uniform rhythm meant every one of them on the other side was a well-trained Knight; his own half-baked men could never achieve that level.