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The Light Elves, clad in their elven battle armor, radiated a golden glow as they clashed fiercely with Morgoth's vast dark army.
The northern part of the Adjalalan Plains, near Elf City, had been consumed by flames, leaving behind a scorched wasteland.
Among Morgoth's dark army, the most dazzling and terrifying threat was a golden dragon, whose size was comparable to a small mountain.
Every time the golden dragon exhaled fire, it would incinerate entire groups of elven warriors.
Its scales were incredibly tough, making it nearly impossible for even the enchanted arrows of the Light Elves to pierce them.
What's more, it was cunning. Every time it unleashed its flames, it would quickly retreat, ensuring it didn't get caught in a volley of elven arrows aimed at it.
Because of this, it posed a far greater threat to the elven army than the terrifying fire demons.
The fire demons' flames were slower and didn't cover as much area as the dragon's fiery breath. They mainly attacked with fire whips and fire swords, which allowed the quicker Light Elves to dodge.
As long as they closed in, twenty Light Elven warriors could trap an ordinary fire demon, and fifty could even take one down.
However, they had never faced a creature like the dragon before. They had not yet prepared any gear capable of withstanding its flames, so for now, the dragon was far more dangerous.
"So, this is the first of Morgoth's dragons, the original ancestor dragon… It's that big?" George thought in awe.
In the Harry Potter world, the largest dragon was the Ukrainian Ironbelly, but this golden dragon was easily ten times its size.
Comparing it to the famous Smaug from the Third Age, it was almost impossible to make a comparison.
If Smaug were here, he likely wouldn't survive even a single volley of elven arrows.
"A dragon this big... If I kill it and make a Dragon Crystal, could I become a Dragon Slayer Magic user, like the ones from the Fire Dragon Slayer magic?"
At that moment, an idea suddenly emerged in George's mind.
The method for creating Dragon Crystals was available in the Fairy Tail library, as Laxus's father had used it before.
George had already studied it, preparing for the day he might encounter a dragon in the Fairy Tail world, so he could quickly turn it into a Dragon Crystal.
Dragons from the Harry Potter world were too weak and lacked the strength, so making a Dragon Crystal from one would be pointless, which is why he hadn't attempted it.
But this golden dragon was created by Morgoth after over four hundred years of cultivation. It was the first evil dragon directly created by a demon god and possessed high intelligence. It would mock the elven army as it spewed flames.
If this dragon could be turned into a Dragon Crystal, it might actually be more powerful than those from the Fairy Tail world.
And it might not even have the same motion sickness weakness that all Fairy Tail Dragon Slayer Magic users experienced.
"Charge!"
With a roar, Brygorn Ras led the eight hundred human warriors, piercing into the half-orc army like a spear, charging straight toward the elven main battle forces.
Though they weren't as strong as the Light Elves, their courage and resolve to face death significantly boosted their combat effectiveness.
In large-scale battles, a soldier's strength was crucial, but morale was even more important.
The Light Elves, having not fought for a long time and caught off guard, had low morale. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been pushed all the way back to their main city so quickly.
Though the half-orc army appeared formidable during the War of the Five Armies, they were essentially fodder when facing the powerful Light Elves, relying mostly on their numbers to win.
So in terms of individual combat power, they were not necessarily stronger than the humans at this stage.
The eight hundred warriors' flanking attack caught the half-orc army off guard, creating an opening in their encirclement and giving the elven forces a chance to catch their breath.
At this moment, George also made his move.
Without his intervention, even if the eight hundred warriors managed to break through the half-orc army and join the Light Elves, they would likely lose at least two hundred warriors in the process.
"Rain of Light!"
A golden magic circle appeared behind George, and holy light arrows rained down on the half-orcs, who were preparing to turn and block the advance of Brygorn Ras and his men.
If George remembered correctly, most of Morgoth's dark army, especially the half-orcs, were vulnerable to light—whether it was sunlight or moonlight.
That was why Morgoth had chosen to launch the attack at night, using the black mist to obscure the moonlight.
Indeed, the holy light arrows struck the half-orcs' tough, scaly hides like acid, immediately corroding their skin and causing them to scream in agony.
Brygorn Ras, however, hadn't expected George to wield such powerful magic. He had assumed George, being a hunter, would take to the air and use a bow to provide support from above.
Instead, George was using magic to conjure light arrows to attack the enemy, and the effect was devastating.
But Brygorn Ras was quick to respond. With a loud shout, he led the eight hundred warriors, increasing their speed to the maximum. Their spears were raised as they charged straight through the half-orcs, leaving those unable to defend themselves against the light arrows in their wake.
In just a few minutes, they had broken through the half-orc army and reached the main elven defense forces.
Upon seeing the human warriors arriving to provide support, the main elven forces quickly opened a gap, allowing them to enter.
While the elven army may have seemed formidable, the truth was that, after the surprise attack by the half-orcs and the added pressure from the giant dragon and fire demons, there were fewer than two thousand Light Elven warriors left defending outside Elf City.
Had the eight hundred human warriors not launched their surprise attack, disrupting the half-orc forces' rhythm and restoring the morale of the elven army, the defense would have likely fallen soon.
"Woo, woo, woo!"
The half-orcs' horns sounded, signaling a temporary halt to the attack from the half-orc army, the giant dragon, and the fire demons.
The sudden insertion of the human warriors had thrown the half-orc army's attack into disarray, easing the pressure on the elven forces. The elves had now regained their footing and were forming an effective defensive counteroffensive.
Continuing the assault was pointless. It would be better to regroup and launch a more targeted attack.
This was the order from the dragon Morglor, the leader of the central battlefield forces.
Indeed, Morglor commanded the central battlefield forces, while Sauron, the demon lord, was in charge of the western forces, and the Fire Demon King Gormag led the eastern forces.
Morgoth himself remained in the Angband stronghold, using his divine power to obscure the moonlight.
"I can't believe these tiny humans possess such strength. Especially that one flying in the air—he's using light magic. Didn't Lord Morgoth say only the Faenya Elves could use such magic?"
Morglor was furious at the disruption caused by the human reinforcements. Had they not interfered, he was confident that within two hours, he could have taken Elf City and completed his conquest of the central battlefield tonight, earning Morgoth's reward.
(End of Chapter)