1354 Birth of the Thunder God Part 2 (2/2)
Unfortunately, there were too many abominations around. Furthermore, many sacrificed their lives to coalesce a thick aura of death and evil power right before the door.
The magic door couldn't keep up with such intense consumption for very long. The facilities in the underground city were incomplete, and the abominations appeared too suddenly. Holy Rock City had been lowering its guard for far too long.
No one would have expected any human armies to be capable of penetrating the city's walls or to get so deep inside.
Holy Rock City had been able to repel over 100 sieges because of the magic clock's power. Built during wartime, the city had been tested under harsh conditions.
Those gathered on the platform before the magic door were all high-level abominations who had built a bridge out of the bones of their dead. This is what allowed the abominations below to pass through the bridge and charge into the magic door.
The high-level abominations waited at the sides for the magic door's power to be completely drained. Then they charged inside at once.
On the other side of the magic door, every charging abomination ended up dead. The ones that didn't make it inside and were repelled by the magic door's power would not have been able to survive very long either.
Safilos held on to his blade and glared at the attacking abominations with cold eyes. He thought that his enemies would have been the Holy See.
The reason he dedicated considerable effort to learn the ways of the sword was that he hoped to one day step onto Tanggulasi Empire's soil and avenge his brother.
His brother had been too powerful.
Unless he could surpass Emperor Chanake, revenge would be little more than a pipe dream.
Despite Safilos's being the supreme commander of the Qin Empire's armies, the nation's capital had been penetrated. All he could do was hide behind a magic door and wait for the mages to take care of the problem.
There were six military branches in the empire; except for the Royal Swordsmen and the Palace Guards, Safilos held command over all branches. His army was more than a million strong in total; the troops he was able to command were definitely over three million strong.
It was especially challenging given the despairing state of affairs in the north. The imperial army's supplies had been increased instead, and the military units in the empire had surpassed five million.
Even with military units of such huge numbers, the imperial capital remained breached. Safilos was consumed with shame over his failures. The hand that held onto the blade had veins popping out; his sword aura was brimming.
No one paid any attention to his wrath though: His personal guards and soldiers had all perished outside the magic door. Even the four most powerful mages in the empire couldn't stay alive long enough to get through the door.
The magic door's powers belonged to the emperor, who was his nephew—the young man who even had problems moving about.
Meanwhile, the mages were calmly assembling the large-scale puppet. Every single part had to be activated before the puppet could be completed. It was incredibly expensive to maintain such a complicated device.
Had the underground city not been under attack, the mages would never have considered assembling that puppet to fight the Holy See.
Safilos couldn't fathom the mages' composure. They would have patiently finished the magical tasks before them even when on the brink of annihilation.
Lex couldn't charge outside, because that would have wrecked the magic door and allowed the abominations to gush inside in a heartbeat. If they succeeded in getting through, that would have been the end of everything.
Suddenly Jola charged into the room. The sword he held in his hand was Face. Lex cast a ring of fire and enveloped Jola inside, preventing his strong sword aura from hurting her brother.
”Jola!” Lex shouted angrily.
”Viscount, they sent me to ask you when we'd be heading outside to pick up our superior!”
”When the puppet is finished.”
”We can't wait that long. Nicholas said he's in danger now!” Jola retorted adamantly.
”He's not in any danger. I'm sure of it,” Lex said with a steady tone. There was no way Saleen would have ended up dead because he was in control of the situation. That Evil Oracle probably wouldn't have even been able to send its true body over, even after the large-scale puppet was assembled.
”I'm sorry, but I can't believe that. If you're not heading out, viscount, we'd better go ourselves!”
Lex was dumbfounded. Jola continued, ”Please rescind the ring of fire. If I break this by force, I'll end up hurting his majesty.”
Lex was annoyed. It was unusual for Saleen to gain such loyal subordinates. She couldn't bring herself to berate Jola, so she said instead, ”We'll wait another half hour. I'll go out to save Saleen myself while you guys stay here and hold down the fort.”
Jola sheathed Face and didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. She stared intently at the magic projections in the room instead and said, ”Alright, I'll wait here. If he were to end up dead...”
He was being very clear with his intentions. If Saleen were to die, there was no way Ojarvis would have stayed alive for long.
As a level-10 true might, it was all too easy for him to kill the likes of Ojarvis, because Ojarvis's physique was simply too frail. The emperor couldn't handle having a strong peasant bring a hoe down on him, let alone resist attacks from a true level-10.
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