The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

Lilith had suggested to Linde that since they were in another world, their aesthetic sense should be changed, but Linde said that only wearing this would look right. Linde even tried to recreate the texture of plastic with strips of cloth.

Well, people always cherish their hometown in different ways, and this is one of the ways my brother cherishes his hometown. But when Lilith saw the people below, including some nobles who studied art, praising Linde's color scheme as simple and grand, and even thinking about the meaning of each color for Linde, Lilith couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

As the strip of cloth, which Lilith considered incredibly tacky, was lifted, the contents of the transport vehicle were laid bare.

These transport vehicles are equipped with rows of rocket launchers at the back.

Although the dragons didn't know what these things were, they could tell at a glance that the densely packed cylinders mounted on the back of the transport vehicles were no good.

The giant dragon of the Azure Dragon understood something; it was nothing more than a tool used by humans to launch bricks of different shapes and sizes.

"A human knight!"

The giant dragon looked disdainful and said in a majestic voice, "I don't know what new tricks you've come up with this time, but I think we can talk."

Well, even though they're just bricks of different shapes and sizes, getting hit by one still hurts pretty much.

"Instead of fighting each other, why not join forces with us? If you are not satisfied with our previous proposal to establish another new united nation on the continent, we can continue to discuss it in detail."

"impossible!"

At this moment, Lilith stepped forward and came to Anastasia's side. Only Lilith was qualified to speak with the dragons about this level of matter.

These dragons are too difficult to maneuver. If we don't weaken them now, we may not have such a good opportunity again.

According to my sister-in-law's guess, the dragons abandoned Cape immediately after the tower was transformed into the Tower of Babel and quickly gathered to launch a fierce attack. This means that no matter what their reasons are, these dragons are determined to take down the tower and will prioritize eliminating it in the future. Under these circumstances, if these dragons are not severely damaged, they will likely continue to harass the tower indefinitely.

The tower absolutely cannot be taken down now, otherwise my brother won't be able to get to the sky or use the weapon that 550C mentioned could directly determine the outcome of the battle.

And that was indeed the case. The tower was an inescapable nightmare for the dragons of the Soron continent. Dragons already hated things that they had to look up to, and now the tower was so tall that it completely exceeded their imagination. The Azure Dragon had a premonition that if they didn't take down this tower, something terrifying would definitely happen.

Below the tower, Myron, itching to fight, directly ordered in the public dream: "Negotiations have broken down, prepare for war!"

In fact, if a professional were to look at it, this rocket launcher would be a complete waste of resources. Not only is there no modular launch box, but all the rocket tubes are fixed together in a very old-fashioned way. Even the launch angle adjustment of the rocket launcher requires the Knights of Lars to crank it by hand, and loading the ammunition is also entirely manual.

Low emotional intelligence: It's basically just fixing the rocket launcher to the vehicle.

High emotional intelligence: Ancient aiming techniques, paying homage to classics, and capable of operating in extremely harsh environments.

After all, the earliest self-propelled rocket launcher vehicles were built by simply mounting rocket launchers on tanks.

But it doesn't matter, as long as we can provide fire support.

The missiles that were constantly being launched collided with the dragons' breath, and with the high-level professionals on the other side of the tower doing their best to provide support, even the original black mist was reflected in a variety of colors.

The dragons revealed their claws, and as they said, in a fight to the death, the dragons of Mu were no match for the ferocious Soron dragons.

Of course, these merchant dragons on the continent of Mu still valued their lives, so using missile-shaped bricks to knock down two giant dragons was a fair way to repay the funds given by their allies.

A dragon, enraged by the attack, swooped down. Its breath was blocked by a magical shield, but its fangs and claws were not.

To be honest, this was the first time Myron had ever seen dragons flying close to the ground, and the first time he had ever felt the oppressive aura that dragons could exert with their sheer size. If these dragons hadn't been flying high in the sky for their own safety, no one would have been able to gain the upper hand in this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

Fortunately, Myron was a high-level professional. Although the impact caused great damage, Myron blocked most of the attacks. The dragons, having lost their height advantage, also lost their most effective means of defense. After destroying most of the rocket launchers, this dragon became the first dragon to be captured by humans.

The ancient dragon, which had been steadily increasing its height, saw the scene below and the blue dragon that was staring at it with human weapons. With a helpless roar, it took the opportunity to gather the other dragons who were still fighting and continue to ascend.

Regus wanted to give chase, but Margaret stopped him: "If we go any higher, this thing that's even better than dragon's breath will stop working."

The ancient dragon has realized that humanity's weapons are nearing that "critical point"—a point where the dragon can attack humans, but humans are powerless against the dragon. From now on, it will be difficult for the dragon to launch a unilateral attack on humans from the high altitudes.

In this situation, there was no way to attack the heavily guarded tower, and even more dragons might be lost. Fortunately, humans did not completely conquer the sky. As long as they continued to rise in altitude, they could still run away. The initiative was still with the dragons, although not by much.

Now that things have come to this, let's think of another way.

As the dragons ascended higher and fled the battlefield, Anastasia breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the unofficial personnel who were weeping with joy at the dragons' departure and said, "Now that you've returned, can I assume that you've accepted the Tower's rules and intend to continue serving it?"

Looking at the exhausted elf surrounded by frantically writhing vines, and then at the strange sight behind the elf composed of rings, the smiles of the unofficial personnel driven by the dragon froze on their faces.

......

Is this the last one?

Linde reached out and grabbed the last patch of pollution covering the God of Nature, then crushed it directly in his hand.

"That's right, this is all the pollution in my divine kingdom. Because apart from the one hanging in the sky, my faith and that kid next door's faith are the most numerous, so the two of us unlucky guys were the first to be polluted and eroded."

The God of Nature's gaze remained calm, though the words he murmured seemed anything but calm.

"We have blocked most of the pollution; what remains are just some pollutants that haven't formed a wave."

The God of Nature regained his calm gaze, looked at Lind, and asked:

"You seem to be in a bit of a hurry?"

"After all, I'm very worried about my family."

Linde looked worried. He shouldn't worry about Lena; he had already made arrangements. In case of any emergency, he would even have someone connect to the depths of her consciousness to contact him.

Lind was particularly worried about Lilith. Could Lilith really repair the Tower of Babel? Even with 550C's help, wasn't Lilith under too much pressure?

Linde was filled with worry for his sister.

......

At this moment, Lilith was drinking a bottle of potion, her eyes shining: "You're saying this was invented by one of your army doctors?"

"No...that's right."

Myron's shoulder armor was open, and the chilled potion inside was in Lilith's hand.

"It was originally intended to relieve fatigue... I thought it tasted good chilled, so I put it in my shoulder armor and drank it as a beverage."

Although the taste was still a bit strange, the refreshing chill and familiar bubbles brought a look of immense satisfaction to Lilith's face.

"Mass production! We must mass produce!"