Chapter 1768 - Studying on the Battlefield (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Before chaos, every intelligent being is a natural ally.”

Looking at the rotten flesh and twisted limbs rapidly turning into dust inside the holy fire, Ophra sheathed her sword and spoke to the werewolf warrior that was trying to get up.

“These monsters are tougher than I imagined.” The werewolf warrior huffed and puffed as his wounds were visibly healing, but due to the corruption taint, the healing process was extremely painful, and even the usually stoic werewolf grimaced. “Seems that letting your people into the sacred mountain was right… Our tribe alone can never win against these blasted monsters.”

Ophra nodded as she looked afar, black dust was spreading all across the valley, and the land tainted and corrupted by the rotten blood had a hue of revolting dark purple. This was the sacred snow mountain of the werewolf tribes, and yet the monsters of chaos made no distinction, and the moment they appeared from the nightmare, where ever there was intelligent life, there will be a channel for them to appear, and there was no exception here.

There were plenty of valiant warriors of the werewolf tribal nation, and they had prepared to defend their homes alone, but after the Kingdom of Holetta made contact with the leaders of the tribes they had sent an army here. All because the clergy of the Disciples of Glory had managed to send a warning in time.

Deep within the sacred mountains was once Muru’s resting spot, and the thousands of years the guardian was trapped within the nightmare, and the nightmares of the demigod had seeped into the mountains, affecting the minds of every intelligent being in the area, leaving them more susceptible to resonate with the nightmare. Also, the heretical cults that were once active in the region had left behind plenty of blasphemous altars and tools, and while the cultists themselves were wiped out, the mark they left behind was impossible to erase.

These two factors made the sacred mountain of the werewolves most of the most dangerous hidden breaches, and the origin of chaos in the heart of the universe would definitely choose to penetrate into the world from here, and there were three other dangerous breaches as well, the diocese of Beinz (ruins), the Volcano Dusk (ruins) and the Tree of Life (ruins). All these three places were once inhabited by the First Born, and the mental energies of the First Born too had left similar nightmare gaps in the region.

What happened proved that the clergy’s decision was wise, and the first wave of taints appeared in those four places almost at the same time.

And the soldiers and militant monks placed in the area had saved countless of lives.

Becky rode on her warhorse across the battlefield as she raised her sword and exhorted her men. “Don’t take it easy! Stay alert! The war had just started, and before the goddess declares that the dust has settled, everyone will need to hold fast!”

The heroic mercenary who was seen as a living legend easily raised the morale of the normal rank and file soldiers, and many cheered as they waved their weapons. For Becky, this was already commonplace for her, and she turned her horse toward the area that was still scorching from the bombardment of divine arts and got down before Ophra. “Marshal Ophra! I’m back!”

“You’re pretty popular, eh.” Ophra smiled as she looked at her energetic junior. Becky, whose background as a mercenary was known as an unrefined brute among the nobility, but her raucous personality meshed well with Ophra. “Quite a few of them see you as an idol.”

“Eh… I’m just a mascot riding on the coattails of those legends.” Becky was self-aware at least. “I was just lucky to tag along with Vivian and the rest in their epic quest, I’m very clear of my own capability. If things were to get serious, I may not even be a match against your champions.”

Then she murmured to herself, “And I came all the way here was to stick around you…”

Ophra tilted her head. “Hm?”

“Ah nothing, just talking to myself!”

Ophra did not bother outing Becky’s poor attempt at masking what she just said, and simply looked to the horizon. The massive floating fortress, Hodeceus was moving east from the sacred mountains. And beneath Hodeceus was a group of griffin knights circling it.

“Hodeceus is moving toward Beinz.” Becky put her hands over her eyes as she looked to the distance. “The fighting’s not done yet over there?”

“The incursion at Beinz is much bigger than here, and there’s even monsters the size of clock towers,” Ophra said. “The regular soldiers and knights are no match for those monsters, and they have already sent out a signal for help to the Einherjar’s, but the main Einherjar force is now sealing the breach at the Volcano of Dusk, so we can only send Hodeceus over there.”

Becky rubbed the bloodstain of her face as she said, “I don’t know how ‘they’ are faring over there… We are just merely facing the weakest of its minions, and they are already so scary. What sort of thing are they actually facing I wonder?”

“The world has not ended yet,” Ophra replied flatly. “And that means they are still fighting.”

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