Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 307: We are pleased to provide a translation for the provided Chinese text.

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The night had fallen

The next wave of the undead army’s attack was about to begin. Har City was filled with torches, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

On the city walls, there were warriors of various races wearing different outfits. They all looked determined, ready for the upcoming battle at any time.

However, at this critical moment, at the edge of the battlefield, there was a completely different scene under a giant rock.

The hollow space inside the rock was quite large, and Sofia even dug deeper. So even though there were many people inside, it didn’t feel crowded.

Considering the current situation, they might have to stay here for quite some time. Therefore, Sofia used her magic to create tables, chairs, and simple single beds for everyone to rest on.

At this moment, the Fire of Red Lotus had mixed feelings as she looked at Sofia.

Look at what this half-elf had done on the edge of this dangerous battlefield.

It was one thing to use magic to make resting equipment, but she actually took out various luxurious cushion- like items from her Treasure Bag

Meanwhile, Sofia was lazily leaning on a lounge chair, using Mage Hand to casually put a pre-cut piece of jelly into her mouth.

The strangely shaped wand, Moray, was acting like a waiter or doing the tasks that Elise and the others usually did.

The evil face in the red gemstone at its top looked bitter as it skillfully used Mage Hand to help Sofia cut the jelly and cake into pieces with a knife and fork.

“Why would a great legendary Witch Demon like me do such things? ”

Although Moray complained, his actions never stopped, and he seemed quite proficient at it.

It seemed that he had often done these tasks in the past.

In the eyes of the Fire of Red Lotus, this strange wand was indeed very useful.

At least it seemed much better than the big sword behind her.

But to think that the owner of this wand would be a half-elf who only knew how to enjoy life, it was a waste of such a valuable resource!

Feeling sour, the Fire of Red Lotus casually picked up a gold fork and put a piece of fruit cake into her mouth.

Her eyes closed in happiness as she caressed her face with one hand, marveling at the taste. It was unbelievable compared to how she had eaten her food in the past by swallowing it whole or roasting it with Flame Breath. It was as if she had eaten dog food before

Did this half-elf live this kind of life every day? How enviable!

Thinking of this, the Fire of Red Lotus felt even more bitter in her heart.

Unlike her, Vivian had no psychological burden as she sat beside Sofia, grabbing one piece of delicious dessert after another with her hands and sending them to her mouth.

She ate quickly and didn’t care if her hands or the corners of her mouth got dirty.

Having messed around with Otto and the others so far, Vivian had become an old hand at it, and she also knew that these things were nothing to someone wealthy like Otto.

More importantly, in Otto’s rags-to-riches story, there was even a chapter about raiding her own house.

So when Vivian ate, she had no psychological pressure at all.

What concerned the Fire of Red Lotus more was Otto, the strange dragon man. The things he ate were incredibly weird.

While everyone else was eating exquisite and delicious desserts, he kept putting precious ores like Black Gold and Lapis Lazuli into his mouth without even blinking an eye. Fire of Red Lotus couldn’t help but cringe at the wasteful sight.

If it weren’t for the fact that they couldn’t defeat this strange duo, she would have considered robbing them.

Thanks to Sofia’s sheltering spell, everyone inside the chamber took it as a private theater where they could watch the show.

They laughed and talked, doing whatever they pleased.

Amid their relaxed state, the next wave of the undead army’s attack began!

Catherine was still in command, flying high above the battlefield and pointing her withered, skinny finger at Har City.

Immediately after, a large group of low-level undead creatures rushed forward with their eerie moans and groans.

In Catherine’s plan, they would further weaken the mages’ magic power in Har City.

However, just as she had anticipated, after this batch of low-level undead had perished, the mages of Har City were nearly out of magic power.

At this point, the mid-level heavy undead creatures like Skeleton Minotaurs, Ogre Zombies, and Stitches were pushed forward.

Behind them were Meat Wagons and siege towers made of bones, rotting flesh, and dead trees.

As they advanced, many longbowmen and heavy crossbowmen appeared on the walls of Har City, strings drawn and bolts ready.

Then, enchanted arrows specially made for undead creatures rained down from the city walls in a dense mass.

The enchanted arrowheads flickered with an elusive light in the night sky. The terrifying number of arrows and bolts resembled a meteor shower filling the sky.

This type of attack was quite costly, and just a single round drained countless Imperial Gold coins.

As one could see, becoming a renowned hero on the continent required a lot of money.

“Boom!”

With a loud bang, a gap was smashed into the upper part of Har City’s wall by the Meat Wagon.

A few unlucky fellows were too slow to dodge and were crushed into meat patties.

Immediately after, amidst the pieces of flesh and blood, a bloated Stitches, resembling a meatball, stood up and attacked the nearby warriors on the city walls.

He was one of the Meat Wagon’s projectiles. Although the strong impact broke two of his legs, it didn’t affect his movement, as he had many limbs on his body.

This creature was an abomination made by roughly stitching together the corpses of various races.

It was hideous, terrifying, powerful, and incredibly tough

He swung his various rotten and disgusting limbs around, instantly causing chaos in his surroundings.

It took great effort and sacrifices from the warriors of Har City to kill him and push him off the city wall.

Similar situations occurred at various points on the walls of Har City, time and time again.

For a while, the battle became even more brutal.

Being a hero or a warrior was not easy.

Repelling the undead and gaining fame was a desirable outcome, of course.

However, having a tragic death on the battlefield was also a high possibility.

But in fact, until now, both sides were still holding back to some extent.

The undead had not yet deployed their Undead Dragons, and there were no signs of Metal Dragons from Har City.

Currently, both sides were still in a state of mutual probing.