Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 521 – You’ve Come at Just the Right Time

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The bronze bell was still ringing on the northern wall.

Su Yue charged up the tower and slammed a stack of troop deployment orders onto the table.

“The three-layer defense line at the north gate is already open. The cannons at the east and west gates are on standby. The evacuation route at the south gate is clear.”

Long Teng stared at the distant purple-gold spiritual light.

“Don’t leave the south gate completely empty. Keep five hundred men there.”

Su Yue immediately asked, “Why?”

“Long Zhan won’t only attack from the north.”

Long Yi landed beside them and picked up the thread. “That man—he presses you from the front, cuts off your flanks, and blocks your escape from behind.”

Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and asked, “Then how do we defend?”

Long Teng said, “Xiaoxiao, take the Fox Clan intelligence team to the south gate. Watch the Rift and be ready to provide support at any moment.”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “Understood.”

Sun Jing also rushed up.

“The medical team is already set up south of the city. Critical casualties get priority evacuation to the rear; the lightly wounded take medicine and return to the fight.”

Long Yan walked over carrying his Runic Longblade.

“All the Crystals have been pulled out. Copperbeard said the cannons can fire nonstop for a day. After that, it comes down to the blade.”

Long Yi glanced at him.

“Scared?”

Long Yan smiled slightly.

“Yeah.”

Long Yi raised an eyebrow.

Long Yan drove his longblade into the city bricks.

“Scared I won’t kill enough today.”

Long Teng turned to look at the city.

On the streets, Blue Star survivors and local residents were being guided by guards toward the underground shelters in the southern district.

No one was crying out. No one was running wild.

This city had been nurtured by Lin Fan for half a year—it was no longer a scattered mob.

Su Yue picked up the communicator.

“All positions, report.”

“North Battery One, ready.”

“North Battery Two, ready.”

“East Wall Runic Array, ninety-seven percent.”

“West Wall Gene Warriors, in position.”

“South Gate teleport point is sealed. No one approaches without military orders.”

Su Yue looked up.

“Lord Long Teng, we are ready for battle.”

Long Teng drew his sword.

“Wait until they’re within fifty li.”

Long Yi frowned.

“Too close.”

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Long Teng said, “Crystal Core Cannons have limited lethality against seventh-rank enemies. The closer the distance, the higher the hit rate.”

Long Yan asked, “What if they break through the first wave?”

Long Teng looked at him.

“Your turn.”

Long Yan gently touched the Dragon Bone on his chest—the one that represented Ning Shuang.

“Understood.”

In the distance, the dragon host pressed forward.

The hundred armored figures at the very front maintained their human forms.

They flew in human form—fast, with tight formation.

Long Zhan led at the front.

His purple-black hair was blown back by the wind pressure, his purple-gold Dragon horns gleaming with fine patterns.

Behind him, a hundred Pureblood elite guards were arranged in ten columns of ten.

Long Feng followed at the side-rear, his face still pale.

He said in a low voice, “Grand Elder, Azurewood City has Crystal Core Cannons. The previous Pureblood elite squad suffered heavy losses to those cannons.”

Long Zhan didn’t look at him.

“Can cannons kill an eighth-rank?”

Long Feng immediately lowered his head.

“No.”

“Then shut up.”

Long Feng dared not speak again.

A guard captain approached.

“Grand Elder, the Second Elder and Fourth Elder still haven’t reported in. Should we wait for them?”

Long Zhan looked toward Azurewood City.

“Two useless pieces of trash.”

The guard captain didn’t dare respond.

Long Zhan continued, “The million-strong Tidal wave of beasts is gone. The vanguard is gone.”

“Those two were holding the front line, and they still managed to go missing.”

“When they come back, I’ll strip their dragon hides with my own hands.”

Long Feng said quietly, “Grand Elder, Long Teng and Long Yi are both in the city.”

“I know.”

Long Zhan raised his hand.

The hundred elite guards behind him halted simultaneously.

Azurewood City had come into view.

On the city wall, Long Teng, Long Yi, and Long Yan stood side by side.

Long Zhan looked at Long Teng.

“Half a year gone, and you’re still as insufferable as ever.”

Long Teng stepped forward, sword in hand.

“And you haven’t changed either—still dressing up your own stupidity as the Dragon Clan’s greater cause.”

A flash of purple-gold light flickered in Long Zhan’s eyes.

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“Long Teng, you killed Xuan’er. Today, I’m here to collect that debt.”

Long Teng smiled.

“Xuan’er’s death—you blame me for that?”

Long Zhan said coldly, “If not for you, she wouldn’t have spent half her life in sorrow, nor chased after you to Border Dragon City and lost her life.”

Long Yi couldn’t hold back.

“Long Zhan, your Council of Elders drove my sister to death, crippled Long Teng and Long Yan’s Dragon Bones, and imprisoned Long Teng and his daughter in Border Dragon City for over a decade. Now you dare to pin the blame on the victims?”

Long Zhan turned to him.

“Long Yi, who gave you the right to speak?”

Long Yi stepped forward.

“You failed to kill me fifteen years ago. Regret it now?”

Long Zhan raised his hand, purple-gold Spirit Energy churning in his palm.

“I do.”

Long Yi grinned.

“Good.”

Long Teng shouted to the defenders behind him, “When Pureblood Dragon Clan kills, they always find themselves a reason.”

“They drive someone to death, and call it bad luck.”

“They steal your resources, and call it the greater good.”

“Today they besiege the city, and they’ll call it a purge of rebels.”

Long Yan drew his Runic Longblade.

“Then how do we answer?”

On the city wall, a Blue Star Gene Warrior shouted, “Fight back!”

Another Demi-human defender yelled, “Strike back!”

More voices joined the roar.

“Fight back!”

“Hold Azurewood City!”

Long Zhan watched the scene, his gaze darkening.

“A rabble.”

Long Teng looked at him.

“No. You’re wrong.”

Long Yi picked up the thread. “These are all people who escaped from your Dragon Clan’s breeding pens.”

Long Yan raised his blade, pointing at the personal guard behind Long Zhan.

“And they’re the ones we’re going to cut down today.”

Long Zhan raised his hand.

“Personal Guard.”

A hundred Purebloods raised their heads at once.

Long Zhan said, “Slaughter the city.”

Long Feng immediately cautioned, “The Dragon Emperor has decreed that Blue Star humans must be kept alive.”

Long Zhan didn’t even look at him.

“I said, slaughter the city.”

Long Feng’s lips moved, but he stepped back.

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Long Zhan’s purple-gold Domain unfolded.

The War God Domain.

His pressure bore down on the city wall.

Many defenders collapsed on the spot, blood seeping from their seven orifices.

Sun Jing raised her hand, releasing a healing radiance.

“Don’t push through it—fall back!”

Long Yan took a step forward, and his golden Domain, awakened only after reaching Level Eight, expanded as well.

The Combat Domain allowed allies within its reach to ignore pain and fight at greatly increased strength.

The fallen defenders rose to their feet again.

Long Yan shouted, “Artillery formation, fire!”

Su Yue waved the command flag.

“Open fire!”

A hundred Crystal cannons unleashed beams of light simultaneously.

The Level Seven Pureblood personal guard scattered at once.

Thirty of them underwent Dragonization, forming a wall at the front.

The beams slammed into Dragon Scales, blasting out large scorched patches.

Two early-Level Seven black dragons, struck repeatedly, lost their balance and plummeted.

Long Yan immediately shouted, “Second volley—finish them!”

The cannons swiveled.

Before the two black dragons could rise, the second volley of beams came down and punched straight through them.

Su Xiaoxiao’s voice shrieked through the southern gate comms.

“Got them! We got two!”

Su Yue shot back.

“Quiet. Watch your southern gate.”

Su Xiaoxiao immediately stifled herself.

“Oh. Right.”

Long Zhan watched the two falling dragon corpses, his expression unchanged.

“Tenth squad, circle the east wall.”

“Ninth squad, circle the west wall.”

“Long Feng, take the southern gate.”

Long Feng lowered his head.

“Yes.”

Long Teng immediately barked, “Long Yan, the east wall is yours.”

“Long Yi, the west wall.”

Long Yi asked, “You’re taking on Long Zhan alone?”

Long Teng smiled.

“Even if I can’t hold him, I have to.”

Long Yi cursed under his breath.

“Old man, don’t die too soon.”

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Long Teng replied, “You too.”

Long Yan looked at Long Teng.

“Hold on until I get back.”

Long Teng said, “Protect the city first.”

Long Yan nodded and transformed into a flash of golden light, charging toward the east wall.

Long Yi also rushed to the west wall.

Long Zhan stared at Long Teng.

“No one’s here to help you now.”

Long Teng lifted his sword and soared into the air.

“That’s what you thought last time too.”

Long Zhan stepped through the air, throwing a punch.

Long Teng raised his sword to block, but the force sent him flying back beyond the outer wall, his silver blade letting out a piercing shriek.

He landed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Long Zhan descended after him.

“You piece of trash at the early eighth rank, daring to face me alone?”

Long Teng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Good enough to cut you down.”

Long Zhan threw another punch.

Long Teng sidestepped half a step, his sword grazing Long Zhan’s arm, leaving only a faint white mark.

Long Zhan drove his knee into Long Teng’s abdomen.

Long Teng flew backward, crashing through a section of the outer wall.

The defenders inside the city cried out in alarm.

Long Zhan didn’t pursue.

He looked up toward the city.

“Long Teng, back then you carved out your own bone to save your daughter, and now you want to save this city too.”

From the rubble, Long Teng pushed himself up with his sword.

Long Zhan continued, “Can you actually save it?”

Long Teng coughed up blood.

“Let’s find out.”

Long Zhan appeared before him in a single step, a violet-gold fist shadow bearing down.

Just then, a roar came from the west wall—Long Yi’s voice.

“Long Teng, stop playing dead!”

From the east wall came Long Yan’s commanding shout.

“Third squad, move up! Artillery, suppress the left flank!”

At the south gate, Su Xiaoxiao shouted urgently, “Sister Su Yue, Long Feng is here!”

Su Yue grabbed the communicator.

“Sun Jing, take the reserve squad to the south gate. Xiaoxiao, hold him off for ten breaths.”

Su Xiaoxiao froze.

“Me? Hold off a seventh-rank wind dragon?”