Chapter 482 Delayed Punishmen (1/2)

After organizing the entire army of Groundhogs and setting up a massive Groundhog base within the Wizard Pagoda's Space, Yang Ling led the army of Groundhogs back out of the Ural Mountain Range, seizing the time to topple Saint Peter Castle, so as to completely destroy the Church's forces in the south. The army led by the Great Elder of the Dark Association was locked in a stalemate with the main forces of the Church and had to exhaust an alarming amount of supplies every day. They had to end the battle as soon as possible to prevent any complications.

Along the way, more and more Groundhogs joined their ranks. They quickly joined up with Yang Ling and his group under the leadership of the many high-level Groundhogs, their spirits high. Wherever they passed, they destroyed every Magical Beast blocking their way like a nest of termites, tearing them into pieces.

There was nothing in the Ural Mountain Range, but the ore was abundant in the mountains. Even though most of them were ores of poor quality, there was a startling number of them. To humans, the cost of excavating and refining these ores was high, and the ores themselves had little value. However, to the Groundhogs, they were an important source of food.

To store up enough food, to ensure that sufficient preparations are made for the proliferation of the Groundhogs in the Wizard Pagoda's Space, Yang Ling spared no cost and used a large amount of Wizard Power and Mental Energy to move the large scale ore mountains they saw along the way into the Wizard Pagoda's Space. In the end, in just the span of a day, there were a dozen more large-scale ore mountains within the Wizard Pagoda's Space. Even if they did not head into the forest to hunt, the army of Groundhogs would have enough food to last them a few years.

After making their way past a few tall mountains, standing atop the peak of a tall mountain, and looking at the magnificent Saint Peter Castle that was a long distance away, Yang Ling was in high spirits. He had been alone when he entered the mountain range but had gained a massive army when he was exiting the area, an army of Groundhogs with enough numbers to drown the entire Saint Peter Castle.

”Sir, should we order Ashnamov and the rest to get back immediately to attack the castle?” Looking at Saint Peter Castle that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, thinking about the terrifying Magical Towers, the Dark Dragon King could still feel his scalp crawl. The number of soldiers in the army of Groundhogs was alarming. However, he still felt that it was much safer if they gathered all of their forces and attacked together.

”Hehe, there's no rush, we can inform them to rush over through the Magical Spell Formation when we are about to topple the castle!” Yang Ling smiled. The army of Groundhogs was the main force for this battle. With Ashnamov and Elder Klive's retreat attracting the attention of the guards in the castle, he was more confident that the surprise attacks of the army of Groundhogs would succeed.

”According to my knowledge, the defenses of Saint Peter Castle is far from ordinary!” The demoness was not a stranger to the castle situated at the chokepoint of the Great Ural Valley. She deliberated for a moment before saying, ”Sir, in order to further attack the castle and reduce the number of casualties, I think that we should instruct the Groundhogs to dig a few tunnels leading straight to the interior of the castle, then launch a surprise attack after we mobilized a great deal of manpower into the area, initiating a pincer attack!”

”Great, very good, Sala, you shall be responsible for the mission this time!” Yang Ling nodded in appreciation as he looked at the experienced demoness.

Over the tens of thousands of years, it had not been chance that the demoness was able to control all of the Groundhogs in the Ural Mountain Range. Other than her exceptional individual powers, her vast experience was also an important factor. After all, she was a creature who advanced to the level of a Level Surpassing Magical Beast from a small Groundhog one step at a time, her sphere of influence expanding to cover the entire Ural Mountain Range a little at a time. Without sufficient capabilities, there was no way that she could achieve what she had today!

”Yes!” The demoness left after receiving her order, and soon showed the other side of her abilities to the rest of the group.

Under her command, the massive numbers within the army of Groundhogs quickly formed five hundred large groups, each group comprised of about twenty thousand strong Groundhogs and led by the level nine Groundhogs Yang Ling had subjugated. Each large group was further split into ten smaller teams, each led by the rest of the high-level Groundhogs. The rest of the injured or old Groundhogs were all relegated to the reserve forces. Even though their battle capabilities were not as strong, they had massive numbers and could charge forward as cannon fodder at the critical moment, or act as the last straw on the camel's back when it came to crushing the enemies.

After the organization was completed, the group took action quickly. This time, the army of Groundhogs no longer swarmed forward in unison like termites, nor did they chitter loudly in excitement. Under the command of the demoness, they all shut their mouths tight, trying their best to hide their tracks and avoid startling a large number of Magical Beasts in the forest so that the guards of Saint Peter Castle would not notice the movement of the army.

”Ah, granny, save me, save me…”

After making a turn around a hill, Yang Ling suddenly heard a familiar sound. Charging over quickly to have a look, he saw the little lass Lucy and the rest of her tribespeople heavily surrounded by a large horde of Wind Wolves. The sinister old lady was tossing out handfuls of poisonous powder, forcing the hungry Wind Wolves to stay back. However, faced with the large group of over several hundred Wind Wolves, she alone could not fend off all of them. When she blocked off the Wind Wolves from one direction, the opposite side would be left open and defenseless. The pitiful young lady had been tossed to the side by a giant Wind Wolf.

”Lucy, my Lucy!” Seeing her only granddaughter get whisked away, the old lady was startled, pouncing forward to her rescue without consideration. Unexpectedly, she fell for the devious schemes of the giant Wind Wolf and got surrounded by a dozen Wind Wolves, each about the size of a calf. A piece of her meat from her shoulder was torn off in the blink of an eye, blood flowing out incessantly. Her body trembled as she fell directly onto the ground, unable to get up despite struggling for the longest time!

”Madam, madam…”

”Ah… Save us, save us!”

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Seeing that even the old lady, the only person in the tribe able to fend off the Wind Wolves, had become severely injured and surrounded by the merciless Wind Wolves, the rest of the ladies cried loudly for help in their despair. Looking at the bloodthirsty Wind Wolves with red eyes closing in on them one step at a time, looking at the red stains of blood on their mouths, all of them lost their spirit in fear.