Chapter 15: The Trace of the Artifact!
“Saved?”
George awkwardly pushed away the Wolf Mount that was pressing down on him, somewhat unsteadily standing up.
Ahem.
He coughed violently, feeling weak all over, as if he had sustained some internal injuries. However, his achievements were quite remarkable; as an ordinary person who had only undergone militia training, he had single-handedly taken down a Wolf Mount. The battle ahead was still ongoing, but more and more reinforcements were appearing in the darkness, these fierce-looking warriors exuding a stronger killing intent than the regular army of Leaffall City, clearly elites who had survived many desperate battles.
The reinforcements had finally arrived!
Facing the ferocious Half-Orc Army before them, Soren’s pirates charged in without fear, almost howling in excitement.
Lord Soren is invincible!
Repeated victories emboldened them to face any enemy, and even when confronted by Abyss Demons, they likely had the courage to fight head-on!
A man should always bravely confront his enemies!
The morale of the pirate elites was high as they split into two teams, howling as they surrounded the enemy, ready to swallow the opposing forces whole.
Why fight the Half-Orcs?
Why think so much! After all, this was Lord Soren’s command! They just needed to chop down the Half-Orcs still standing in front of them!
—— “Demigod Domain [Pirate]!”
Faced with the elite pirates who had finally arrived from behind, a hint of smile finally appeared on Soren’s face, and he cast a cold gaze toward the Half-Orc Army ahead, unhesitatingly activating the [Pirate Domain].
An invisible divine domain spread out.
In an instant, all the pirates seemed to go mad, their morale soaring to the point of near explosion; if before they were excited howling, now it became a scene of ghostly wails. Each of them seemed possessed by a war god, all their combat skills being exerted extraordinarily; in the blink of an eye, they cut down a large swath of enemies, directly splitting the Half-Orc formation in two!
………………
Chouhou’s current state was quite strange!
He didn’t know what was happening to him, but suddenly it felt as if he had boundless energy, and he appeared very excited. His pupils slightly reddened, and his heart was racing much faster than before. His entire state was extraordinary; whether it was hearing, vision, touch, or perception, they all exploded to an unprecedented height due to some invisible force.
Behind him lay corpses of Half-Orcs, all dead with a single strike!
Chouhou felt as if at this moment he had become the ‘Soul of the Assassin!’ The enemies’ attack patterns, positions, and weaknesses were all within his grasp; his exhilarated emotions did not affect his reason but rather allowed him to unleash twelve times his power.
His companions around him seemed to be the same. Each of them was performing outstandingly, as if they had been injected with a dose of liquid courage!
Morale boost.
Equivalent to a six-circle spell’s morale boost, akin to the domain effect of ‘Greater Heroism,’ its effectiveness on the battlefield was simply unimaginable!
The elite pirates surged forward, directly pushing the Half-Orc Army before them aside.
The battle had almost turned into a one-sided affair, easily crushing the last vestiges of fighting spirit in the Half-Orc Army.
………………
Soren retracted his elven war bow.
The Half-Orc officers had almost been sniped out by him, as a demigod took the initiative to eliminate them. These guys had no chance of survival at all.
“Your Lordship!”
Scarface’s figure appeared behind Soren, kneeling on one knee and saying, “The Half-Orc army has completely broken down? Should we eliminate them root and branch?”
Soren turned to glance at him and said gravely, “Don’t bother with them. Arrange for the civilians to be evacuated immediately.”
“The real enemy is approaching!”
“Have someone cover the civilians’ retreat; we need to withdraw to the artillery range of the warships!”
Scarface nodded in response, “Understood.”
Soon.
Arrangements were made for the civilians to evacuate. Soren’s gaze turned to the distance as he sensed more enemies closing in, including one presence he was quite wary of.
—— [Ascendant] Eugene!
In the darkness, some unusually agile shadows darted by, and a cold light flickered in Soren’s eyes as he coldly remarked, “They’re coming in fast!”
Awoo!
A howl of a wolf rang out.
However, it wasn’t a Wolf Mount that appeared, but a pack of burly, black-furred Werewolves.
Abyss Werewolves!
Servants of the King of Werewolves – Yenogu.
Shadows swept across the outskirts of the battlefield. However, they did not recklessly charge in; rather, they stayed a distance behind.
These Werewolves were smart.
They knew they couldn’t defeat so many enemies!
“Seeking d*ath!”
A hint of killing intent rose in Soren’s eyes as he gestured to the Pirate Leader nearby, then vanished into the shadows.
Abyss Werewolves.
These monsters are very dangerous! They must be dealt with first!
………………
On the other side.
The imposing Half-Orc Army was approaching, and a very burly giant Werewolf with piercing green eyes stood beside Eugene, holding a three-headed flail. His expression was madness incarnate as he roared, “We cannot let these mortals escape!”
“You said the parts of the artifact [Time Flail] are in the hands of the Half-Elf Church!”
“That is the artifact belonging to our master!”
“We absolutely cannot let these mortals take it away! Otherwise, your tribe will bear the wrath of our master!”
Eugene’s gaze was cold.
He silently observed the mad Werewolf leader before him and said, “I will definitely fulfill my promise! The parts of the artifact will be delivered to your master!”
“Hehe.” The giant Werewolf leader’s expression turned cruel as he watched Eugene, a trace of a vicious smile on his lips as he slowly said, “You’d better keep that promise!”
“Many warriors of the Werewolf clan have already died fighting for you against the Half-Elves!”
“If we still can’t obtain the artifact.”
“Our master will make you pay dearly! His wrath is something you cannot bear!”
Eugene fell silent.
As the Demon Lord ruling the Bottomless Abyss, the strength of the King of Werewolves – Yenogu was indeed not something a mere mortal could contend with. Not to mention the King of Werewolves – Yenogu had also conquered the King of Ghouls, which meant facing the crazy wrath of two Abyss Lords at once. The Half-Orc tribe could not bear such a heavy price; they had to obtain the parts of the artifact.
“Accelerate the entire army!”
With Eugene’s low roar, the speed of the Half-Orc Army immediately increased, marching forward at a rapid pace.
Eugene’s gaze turned towards the distance.
The power of the Soul of the Ancestors allowed him to sense a powerful and dangerous presence. This involuntarily caused a trace of unease in his heart.
—— [God of Half-Elves] – Soren!
This unfamiliar divine name made him feel deeply apprehensive; he had a premonition that a great battle was inevitable!
“We must retrieve it!”
Eugene silently clenched his fists, knowing the Werewolves’ inherently suspicious and fickle nature; if the artifact truly disappeared, these ferocious beasts would definitely turn against them without recognizing anyone.
………………
bl**d.
Drops fell.
Soren’s figure was dimly discernible in the shadows, and before him lay a chaotic scene of Werewolf corpses. He coldly gazed at these bodies, directly reaching for the tallest and mightiest among them, furrowing his brows as he examined it closely.
“Abyss Demon!”
Soren’s expression grew serious as he muttered, “Not the Werewolves of the Material Plane!”
Demons.
There are two reproduction modes in the Bottomless Abyss: one involves [Abyss Worms] continuously evolving, with the bloodline of demons being extremely mutable and capable of evolving into various life forms. The second mode involves demons reproducing and mixing with demihumans; demons that evolved from Abyss Worms mate with other demons of the same kind or even with other types of demons, ultimately yielding new demons.
The Bottomless Abyss also has some intruders.
However, in the end, they invariably become mixed with demon bl**d to a greater or lesser extent, hence Abyss species are vastly different from other species.
“Half-bl**d Demon.”
Soren casually discarded the corpse before him, murmuring, “It looks like the barriers between planes have developed loopholes; otherwise, the King of Werewolves – Yenogu wouldn’t have been able to send so many Abyss Werewolves to the Material Plane.”
“The invasion of demons shouldn’t be far off!”
Abyss Werewolves had appeared during the siege. Now there are so many Abyss Werewolves appearing again.
A few could still be explained by other reasons.
However, with such a large quantity, Soren could almost affirm that the other side must have control over a passage from the Bottomless Abyss to the Material Plane.
Demon Lords.
Soren’s expression turned grave as he gazed into the distance; perhaps there is an [Ascendant] – Eugene, who is unafraid in his Slayer Form. But if combined with the King of Werewolves – Yenogu, he would have almost no chance of victory! Moreover, the King of Werewolves had conquered the King of Ghouls. Now he just hoped the Demon Lord had not appeared in the Material Plane; after all, the Bottomless Abyss is their stronghold!
If he appears.
It’s likely that many Demon Lords would eagerly want to overturn his lair, right?
After all.
This guy has always regarded the Succubus Queen – Mikanxute as an enemy, occasionally harassing and attacking her.
The King of Werewolves – Yenogu is a master of self-destruction; he not only sees the Succubus Queen – Mikanxute as an enemy but has also launched many small and large attacks, while he is also a mortal enemy of the Minotaur King – Baphomet, and they have engaged in many battles. Yet in such circumstances, he was able to conquer the King of Ghouls and successfully expand his territory. One can’t tell if it’s this guy’s luck is too good or if he is indeed remarkable!
Soren would not underestimate any living Abyss Lord.
As for the dead, forget it.
………………
Under the night sky.
The Half-Orc Army was hastening, and Eugene suddenly stopped, looking in a certain direction, instantly reaching for the Bone War Spear behind him.
A sharp killing intent emerged!
Eugene was like a taut war bow, fully ready for battle.
Someone!
Someone was watching them from the shadows!
The enemy did not approach; he observed them in the darkness before disappearing back into the night.
……………… (To be continued ~^~)
