Chapter 402 - Terub Race ( 2 ) (1/2)

A single member of the Terub Race can take his full-powered attack using his Astral Energy. His brief confrontation with them in outer space allowed him to gauge their strength.

If the ordinary magicians tried fighting against the Terubs, it wouldn't end well for them.

For a race to live in outer space without the help of any form of spacesuits is already incredible. Wallace couldn't imagine what would happen to these magicians if they tried to fight head-on against them.

”Avalon… How're our forces here?”

[ We have less than 800 Magicians, 300 Steel Knights, 80 Airsh.i.p.s, and 1 Mid-Tier Battleship Blaze. ]

[ Recommending to order a retreat. ]

Wallace knows that this number is not good enough, they seem to have suffered more casualties than he expected.

[ Beep! ]

[ More than 2,500 more Mech Frames are coming out of the spacesh.i.p.s. ]

[ We have to gather our forces before attempting another attack. ]

”How about this region?”

[ Evacuation has been completed an hour ago. We can consider giving up this land for now. ]

”I see… Let the officials of the council know and let them decided on our next actions.” Wallace gave his instructions. He didn't want to take charge of this and let the higher-ups decide for their actions.

[ Affirmative. ]

Whoosh~

A magician suddenly appeared beside him.

He's Troy Webb and he just finished healing most of the magicians at the back lines.

”Wallace, there's a lot of enemies. They seem to have finished adjusting. We have to retreat first. Blaze and the other Airsh.i.p.s will cover our retreat.”

The man said without pause. He wanted to respect Wallace's presence here since he's aware of the young man's exploits.

”Very well. I'll assist them. I'll take their attention for now. Go help the magicians that are retreating.”

”Alright… Be careful. Even Sir Slaine is heavily injured and now being treated. He has a report about what he had seen inside one of those Conveyor Spacesh.i.p.s. I think you got to hear it.”

”Oh? Is that so… I'll be checking on him later. Thank you!” Wallace replied feeling a bit curious about what the old man had seen there.

Troy just nodded after hearing his reply as he descended to help the retreating magicians.

”Avalon… Make sure that Master Slaine will recover.”

It didn't take long before the young man ordered the A.I.

[ Affirmative. Doctor Mau is already treating him. Doctor C.h.e.s.ter is also hurrying to the medical facility. There shouldn't be a problem. ]

”Good…”

As soon as Wallace grasp the situation. He started his fight against the thousands of Empire's Soldiers.

Aeon Guardian!