Chapter 1288 - The Explosions (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
For the high-ranking executor of the Cult of Armageddon, the former Taros noble, Count Willie, things started to get out of hand since many days ago.
The chain of events began a few months ago. The whisper of the great Lord Rockmarton in the nightmare world brought a sign to the believers, and what happened afterward had boosted their confidence. The prophecized end of the world seemed to be coming soon as the power of Chaos still prevailed when it was supposed to be receding. The border of the world of Order was faltering as the Sea of Carnos had produced an unprecedented powerful surge, bringing unmatched power to all followers of Chaos. At the same time, a so-called catastrophe of divine punishment had befallen Sanctum, wiping out the Cult of Armageddon’s greatest enemy—the foundation of the Theocracy. Everything unfolded just as the prophecy predicted: the world was a monotonous, meaningless spiral; someday, the power of the great Lord Lockmarton would break the cycle and show the real future of Collow.
At that time, Veronica had brought back an ancient guardian from deep inside the land of Chaos.
It was at that moment that things began to go out of hand and become strange.
The sacred relics from the Cassouin Grand Temple, once thought to be lost, had reappeared. It was close to bringing down the holy land, but the unexpectedly powerful Ancient Guardian had derailed everything. The followers then fled the hinterland of Taros. When they were about to cross the southern hills, a burst of Light of Order coming from the direction of White City had wounded everyone. The followers finally found a place to recuperate in the tearing point of Chaos and completed a vital ceremony by harnessing the power of primordial energy nodes. But the group of knights and monks that came out of nowhere was right at their doorstep. It took them a while before they finally made it out but then met a mighty yet crazy female warrior.
Count Willie could not wrap his brain around who this crazy female warrior was. There was no love lost between the believers of Order and the followers of Chaos, but Willie had never seen anyone as hateful as Lily who wanted to tear people into pieces.
“Thief!” Lily cut into halves another unlucky one in front of her. She then yelled, “Return my plate! It belongs to my house!”
“Cover the executor!” A black armored warrior, covered in blood, rushed up and shouted, “Lockmarton is the greatest!”
Lily was already in a state of frenzy. She tore the high-ranking warrior, who was as strong as a werewolf, into two halves, and lunged at another black warrior and bit him to death before throwing the body before Count Willie. Count Willie looked up and saw a pair of beast-like golden eyes.
Lily’s combat style shocked the cultists. The cultists might be known for their madness and cruelty in the eyes of the humans, but Lily was of another level of madness and cruelty.
But this time, Lily was upset.s
Because she found it difficult to capture the ‘thief.’
These humans were weaker than her, but it was not a ‘level-distance’ disadvantage. Lily might look fearsome, but these cultists would not flinch. Instead, they continued to charge at Lily, and each time, they would successfully bog her down, so that the two thieves could escape.
Lily’s assistants, including the Raven Knights and the Sanctum Warriors, were tied up with the other cultists and unable to come to her help.
The melee had spread from the vicinity of the Horgus’ Hut as smoke from the magic explosions had shrouded the entire hillock.
The Raven Knights and the Sanctum warriors had formed a strong defense against the mad cultists who continued to launch suicide attacks against them. The war mages and the monks bombed the earth continuously, restricting the movement of the cultists. But the sorcerers among the cultists were occupying the Horgus’ Hut—a favorable spot on the hill; getting close to the building was not easy.
The abhuman guards of the alpha, which had magic-resistant skin and hair that was as strong as steel, were probably the only ones that could still move freely in the battlefield. They were trying to back up their leader, but Lily was farther away from them, cut off by a group of frenzied black warriors. These black warriors were comparable to the beasts in combat strength. So in trying to get close to the alpha, an ogre and two demonic wolves were injured and had to withraw from the battlefield.
Just when the battle fell into a stalemate, a strange whistle came from the battlefield.