Chapter 480: Finish it (1/2)

”Everyone! This is the last stretch! Once we take down the Imp Overlord the rest of these little buggers will flee! Put your back on to it!”

”Ooohhhhh!”

Amidst the raging battlefield, the courageous spirit of the fighters blazed as they summoned their strongest attacks in order to end the battle as quickly as possible. The Guardian of Tartarus was the one who's leading the charge against the Imp Overlord - the biggest devil there is currently. He might look like a toddler in front of it, but he surely wasn't losing out on each clash.

The Guardian wanted to end this siege as soon as possible. He knew that the longer this continues, the casualties on their side will pile up and he didn't want any unnecessary deaths specially knowing that he could something about it.

The Guardian was backed by some of the older disciples, they are either protecting him or healing any injuries on his body as he fought. Some of them could even boost the guardian's strength just be being near him. Of course, this disciples weren't that idle as they too have their own battles. They were picking off some of the stronger and bigger Imps in order to prevent them from assisting the Imp Overlord.

With everyone's hard work, the number of devils sieging Tartarus were drastically lowered. No one had the chance to count just how many imps were released from their prison but what matters is that, there are fewer of them now.

Raven still continued sniping in a rapid fire manner. While some of his teammates as well as people from other units had dismounted the construct due to them running low on energy, Raven's reserves were still plenty and he's not running out of it anytime soon.

Due to this, Raven was gradually noticed by more people. At first they were confused as to why he's being so reckless, but after observing how none of his shots missed, some of them felt dazzled. Some were even doubting him, thinking that this shouldn't be his first time using this kind of construct and many were starting to wonder who he was.

In spite of this, Raven didn't care. His mind was focused and his aim was to earn as much merit points as possible by taking advantage of this event. Opinions of the others doesn't matter.

'I wonder how many Merit Points I accumulated so far? I should ask how much Merit Points Imps gives me. They should have an conversion list or something right?'

Raven's thoughts were mostly focused on this and he was completely unaware of the strange stares he was receiving.

*ROOOOAAAARRR!*

Everyone was rudely startled by a long and furious howl of the Imp Overlord. It even caused Raven to pause momentarily and check the situation up ahead.

From what he saw, it seems that the big buy was seriously pissed off. It had numerous cuts and bruises all over its body. Black blood covered parts of its body, couple with its intimidating eyes which turned completely red from rage, the Imp Overlord was akin to something born from a nightmare.

Judging from how it looks, the Imp Overlord should be on its last legs. This should be its last ditch effort to trample what's in front of it, in hopes of escaping from Mount Olympus.

”Will they be fine?” Some disciples asked, feeling unnerved and nervous for the people who were dealing with the Imp Overlord.

Some discussed to themselves as their attention involuntarily focused on the battle against the big guy.

As for those who were actually fighting it, their expressions turned a bit sour as they saw the last ditch effort of the Imp Overlord to take them down. It was completely enraged. Its aura spiked sharper as it was literally burning its lifespan to convert it into battle strength in hopes of escaping this place.

Moments after it started burning its lifespan, the Imp Overlord moved. It was swift and fierce, even the Guardian was caught off-guard, barely being able to deflect its attack. This situation caused the Guardian's face to turn ugly.

This was one of the reason's why he wanted to end the battle against this thing as quickly as possible. As the one task to guard Tartarus, the Guardian has treated this place as its own home. With how long he's been here, this isn't the first time he faced with hoards of devils. In a sense, he's even numb to it by now.