404 They are a pack of lone wolves (1/2)

It was a dark, moonless night with strong winds. The misty night seemed like the Heavens had specially prepared it for the first division. The three hundred Celestial soldiers proceeded in the night.

They were all dressed in black stealth clothing. They did not wear a single piece of armor. Even the weapons they chose were black bronze weapons that were of ordinary sharpness. This was in order for them to slink into the night.

The squad had a large number of cowardly worms, but few of them were weak. Eighty-year-old Maio was known in the army as the ”Strict Undying Old Fart”. Although there had been a lack of war for millennia, the standards he imposed on the soldiers under him in their everyday training were higher than normal.

If someone in the first division wanted to enjoy treatment two times better than soldiers of the same rank, they had to endure the strict training Maio imposed on them. If not, they would be immediately be eliminated ruthlessly by Maio. After all, there were many people who envied the first division's benefits.

Therefore, in this stealth mission at night, the three hundred soldiers showcased their extremely high level of skill and discipline. Even though they were trembling in fear of death, they did their best to curb the production of any sound.

The sound of footsteps, breathing, and every other sound was minimized, so as to seamlessly merge into the silence of the night.

Maio, who was creeping right in front, came into the narrow path known as the Door of the Bravehearts. The second soldier paused for three seconds before he mustered the courage to walk in.

The other side of the Door of the Bravehearts was the Infernal domain. It was also very likely to be their burial ground.

But, who would wish to die?

And who would be willing to die?

After Maio said ”Children, let us send ourselves to our deaths!”, he very wisely added another line.

”But if we can do it nicely enough, it might not be impossible to survive.”

A kamikaze squad did not mean that they would definitely die. The mission they were carrying out just had a very high mortality rate. Although the likelihood of dying was extremely close to sure-death, there was still a tiny chance of survival.

What ignited the most hope in people was not a star-filled sky, but the faint light in the darkness.

If one wanted to survive, one needed to do the job perfectly.

The three hundred Celestial soldiers demonstrated their perfect bearing. This was a result of the usual rigorous training they had undergone as well as the hope of them surviving.

Maio, who was once one of the ten Divine Generals, showed his strong side. Even though he was at the advanced age of eighty, he was still like an old horse in the stable that dreamed of heroic exploits. He was first to lead the charge. Before the two Infernal guards managed to react in time, their throats were slit. With a muffled cry, the Infernals that had been somewhat negligent died in pain.

The Infernal domain that had never faced an invasion for countless years was careless in its defense. At that moment, the weakness was vividly torn apart and magnified.

The first line of defense behind the Door of the Bravehearts had four patrolling Infernals. Before they managed to issue any warnings, they were instantly killed by Maio singlehandedly.

The three hundred Celestial soldiers successfully infiltrated the Infernal domain through the Door of the Bravehearts. They had silently completed the initial stages of the invasion.

However, regardless of how negligent the Infernal domain's defenses were, it was still the Infernal domain. When the three hundred Celestial soldiers stepped into the second line of defense, a searchlight suddenly fell onto the Celestial soldiers!

A warning siren immediately resounded through the night sky!

The Infernal guards at the second, third and fourth line of defense were jolted awake. They quickly picked up their weapons in preparation to destroy the sudden intruders!

”Disperse!”

With an order from Maio, three hundred Celestial soldiers immediately scattered like sand. A cohesive squad transformed into ants that crawled in every direction.

And most crucial of all, they still tried their best to repress the sounds they produced while running in every direction.

In the darkness of the night, there were rustling sounds that sounded like the light sounds of crickets. It was impossible to tell that it was the footstep sounds of three hundred Celestial soldiers.

As for the searchlight, it swung back and forth but only managed to illuminate a portion of the fleeing Celestial soldiers!

”Here!”

”Over here too!”

”No, over here!”