Chapter 520: Dunas Army (2/2)

The elven warrior patted his chest proudly.

While Supreme Elder Haldir could construct several vine lifts, he could not mentally operate them all on his own while he is busy producing new vine lifts.

It would be too exhausting on his mental strength.

As such, it was left for these elven warriors to operate and manage. Not to mention It was more efficient this way.

Meanwhile, the fires on the plains grew weaker with each drop of rain from the sky.

As the tribesmen saw the flames reducing in size along with the sizzling sound of rain turning into steam and water vapor.

”Ahh!” Several tribesmen cried as their carriage was overturned from hitting a small bump on the ground in their hurry.

”What the hell are you doing! Don't block the road and delay the rest of us!” A male elf immediately shouted with a blaming yet nervous tone.

Evidently, everyone was beginning to panic greatly at the sign of danger.

”What's going on here?” Faelyn shortly arrived.

”Your Highness, those fellows over there are blocking the road!” A middle-aged female elf accused the group with a pointed finger.

Faelyn shifted her gaze over.

”We didn't do it on purpose, Your Highness! The carriage struck a bump and tilted over on its own!” The group quickly explained in fear of punishment.

Faelyn frowned and made her way over to help the warriors clean up the scattered goods on the ground with her wood manipulation.

The carriage was flipped back on its wheels, and everything was placed back inside before Faelyn spoke, ”Go. Don't delay the others further.”

”Thank you, Your Highness!”

The tribesmen expressed their gratitude before they left.

”I know you are concerned but don't forget you still have warriors protecting you. There is no need to fight amongst yourselves over a small mistake. We will make sure you get to the Great Wall safely!” Faelyn assured everyone with a determined look.

At the same time, explosions were heard in the surrounding distances.

Princess Thessalia and a group of royal guards could be seen tossing out exploding pills in areas with weakened flames about to turn into openings for the rats.

During the night trip, Leon had refined hundreds of additional exploding pills, and as expected, the preparation was not made in vain. Apparently, they can never have too many exploding pills.

The exploding pills were all put to good use.

In another location, deep within the rat tide, Duna stood on the grassy fields alone while the rats rushed past her.

None of them seemed interested in her.

Nevertheless, a black barrier of darkness surrounded Duna and corroded every single rat that came in contact with the barrier to death.

”Arise,” Duna uttered from time to time.

Shortly after, the blackened rat carcasses would rise to their feet before lunging at other living rats in their surroundings.

Suddenly, Duna narrowed her eyes in the distance. The edge of the seemingly endless rat tide was finally within sight.