Archer's Adventure Manual

Chapter 190 Clash of Monster Legions

"Through some means? Well, maybe that's not uncommon in this world, but do you really think you can defeat me just like that?"

The Creator snorted coldly.

He then went to the banquet restaurant to gather monsters and his men, and began to organize an interception of the Lake Legion.

After crossing a street, Lake's legion encountered the first wave of monsters' interception force: a pack of gray wolf scouts.

However, these gray wolves were unusually large, some even approaching the size of giant bears, which was clearly the work of some creator.

"Form ranks! Charge!" The soldiers with shields raised their shields one by one, leading the way forward at the front of the column.

The legionary soldiers thrust their shields forward in unison, slamming them heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.

The soldiers at the front crouched down, their shoulders braced against the shield, while the soldiers in the back placed their longswords above the shield.

The gray wolf scouts pounced, their sharp claws leaving claw marks on the shield, and you could even see sparks flying from the friction.

The largest gray wolf leaped and then pounced, slamming its two front paws onto a shield simultaneously.

The soldier holding the shield groaned, but fortunately his comrade next to him immediately braced him with his shoulder, and the shield wall closed again.

"prick!"

The soldiers behind him thrust their longswords out from between the shields, unleashing a burst of intense holy light, and pierced the gray wolf's body.

At the same time, a scorching aroma wafted out, a result of the intense heat brought by the holy light.

The gray wolves howled and retreated, but their thick hides meant they would continue their charge after their cries.

These guys couldn't threaten the soldiers' lives, but they were more than enough to buy time.

"Load the spears!" Roth commanded.

Soon, another row of soldiers stepped up, their sharp spears protruding from the gaps in their shields as they advanced and continued to thrust forward.

Those gray wolves who wanted to continue charging hesitated when they saw the long spear that gleamed with a cold light.

They kept retreating, and the legion was closing in step by step. The gray wolf leader realized something was wrong. They were here to stop the enemy, not to cower here!

With a howl, it gave a command, and the gray wolves charged forward in unison.

The wolves instinctively called out in response, then charged fearlessly toward the spear's edge!

"Swoosh!" Blood splattered everywhere as the gray wolves desperately swung their claws, delivering one last, powerful attack.

They have only one thing in mind: to obey the alpha wolf's commands. Absolute teamwork is the reason they have been able to survive generation after generation.

As Lake watched the fearless gray wolves charge at the shields and spears, forming a flesh and blood barrier in front of him, he felt a mix of emotions.

He admired the spirit of the gray wolves, but because of their different positions, they would make different choices.

"Boom!" The soldiers behind the shields unleashed holy light, using the powerful shockwave to push aside the pile of gray wolves in front of them, clearing a path.

The Legion easily overcame the first wave of monsters' obstruction, just like they would with any simple mission they ever carried out.

Combat Guide: You have witnessed the deaths of countless creatures, and your mastery of the Shadow of Death has increased.

After Loran used the Reaper's Scythe frequently, the growth of the Reaper's Shadow talent broke through its limitations, and its proficiency continued to increase after witnessing death time and time again.

Loran's mental power also became stronger, but also more difficult to control.

Loran didn't know when he would fall into that out-of-control state, but it wasn't now, because the power of the Eye of Flesh and Blood within him was still quite strong.

Loran followed behind the legion. As they passed the corpses of the gray wolves, Loran's hand quietly rested on them, touching them unintentionally.

"Flesh and blood sacrifice".

Upon hearing the news, some residents of Falling Rock came out of their houses, put down their work, and looked towards the legion that was faintly radiating holy light.

"Those are soldiers! Look at that flag! It's the flag of Plasson! There's hope for Rockfall!" a townsman exclaimed happily.

But an old woman nearby poured cold water on the idea, saying, "So what if the soldiers liberate Rockfall Town? We're all monsters now, and we'll still be killed by those church priests."

"You all know the character of nobles. If they find someone who is no longer of use to them, or even a threat, what do you think they will do?"

The townspeople, who had initially been somewhat happy, became a little disappointed again. What the old woman in front of them said was indeed true... but what could they do?

An old man retorted, "It's better to be wiped out by the legion than to live a miserable life with those monsters!"

Although people have different opinions on this matter, they all hate monsters and these creatures that have invaded their homes.

The advancing legion crossed another street, and a large number of monsters arrived, including the large kobold that Loran and his group were quite familiar with—Krot.

Claudio roared angrily, wielding his massive scimitar, and charged at the shield-bearing soldiers with his enormous body!

As the spear was drawn, Claude stopped abruptly and slashed fiercely at the iron spear with his scimitar. With a loud crack, the spear broke in two.

After severing the spear, Claude coldly slammed his body into the shield. Even though the shield-bearing soldiers firmly planted their feet, they could not withstand Claude's extremely powerful impact.

In an instant, Klot smashed a gap in the front of the legion. Fortunately, the soldiers coordinated quite well, and the moment Klot crashed in, various weapons struck him.

As the holy light shone forth, the rock armor on Clott's body suffered varying degrees of damage.

Despite the excruciating pain, Claude took out a strange egg, picked it up, and slammed it hard onto the ground!

"A gift for you!"

"boom!"

The moment the strange egg touched the ground, it released a large amount of gas with a strong stench, which instantly spread outwards.

The nauseating smell made it difficult for the shield-bearing soldiers to endure for a moment, resulting in a decrease in their strength.

"Bang bang bang!" A group of strange ground squirrels burst out of the ground, opened their mouths, and began to tear at the surrounding soldiers with sharp fangs that did not belong to them.

The soldiers' iron armor proved somewhat ineffective against the fangs of these groundhogs, and cracks and gaps were quickly gnawed into it.

In an instant, the originally orderly formation was destroyed by the monsters.

On a tall building beside the street, a mage clad in a magic robe gazed solemnly at the battlefield below. He was a controlled mage, possessing the characteristics of a monster.

He stretched out his right hand, which was now covered with scales that only fish in the water could have; the mage's hand had reached the pinnacle of its use of clear water.

If he were still in Plassen, he might be able to obtain the title of an excellent mage.

But this power does not belong to him... And now, he will use this power that does not belong to him to cast spells, and the target of his attack will be his fellow human legion members.

"Do I really have to do this?" The monk hesitated, but if he didn't, the evil spirits hidden deep within his soul would devour him alive.

"Laple, the Creator has sent me to help you." At that moment, another man in a robe appeared behind the mage.

The man's left hand was somewhat withered and had an unhealthy green tinge.

Laple looked at the male mage, hesitating slightly. "I see clearly, that's Plasson's banner. This must be the legion Plasson sent. This is an opportunity that Rockfall Town needs to seize..."

"But if we don't do as that being does, we'll die too, right?"

Lapley gave a bitter smile upon hearing this. "I've seen too much death. I sometimes even wonder, what's the difference between living like this and being dead..."

The male mage chuckled and patted Lapley on the shoulder. "Good brother, that's what I think too."

In the chaotic battlefield, the swift kobolds, wielding their nimble, sharp spears, prepared to unleash a massacre.

As the earth trembled, the enormous goblin strode in with heavy steps. His head had been restored to its original state, and his fist, the size of a small mountain, slammed heavily onto the ground.

Because the legion's soldiers were constantly engaged in combat with the monster, they had no spare time to dodge the giant goblin's fists and could only take the hits head-on.

The mountain-like pressure was so immense that even the strongest soldiers found it difficult to withstand.

Just as the soldier was in despair, at that very moment...

"Boom!" A powerful stream of water crashed down from the sky and slammed into the goblin giant.

"Zzzzz!" At the same time, under the impact of the strong water flow, the electric arcs seemed to be constantly flowing and moving like agile little fish, freezing the huge goblin giant in place.

The soldier who had been pinned down by the heavy punch managed to escape during this brief moment, barely managing to save his life.

The goblin shaman, who was secretly observing the battlefield, widened his remaining right eye. What was going on? Why was the goblin giant he had summoned suddenly subjected to such a powerful magical attack?

He quickly pinpointed the source of the magical attack with his powerful magical sense, his gaze landing on the rooftop of a house on the street not far away.

Those were two mages. He recognized them; he'd seen them at lunch in the castle. Weren't they from the monster faction? Heh, as expected, humans are never reliable.

The goblin shaman snorted and used magic to send a message to the Creator, who was quite surprised to receive it.

He looked at the two traitorous mages with some confusion. He didn't understand why, since he had clearly seen through these two guys.

These are two cowardly men who crave power and status. Unable to realize their ideals and ambitions in Plasson, they came to a place like Rockfall to seek a sense of belonging.

These were the two people whom the Creator believed He could give them everything they wanted, and He also satisfied their pursuit of the spiritual world.

Furthermore, the only consequence of disobeying him is death.

Even so, should we still resist...?

The Creator clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, "I gave you everything you wanted, yet your performance has utterly disappointed me..."

Soon, the bodies of the two mages casting spells on the rooftop began to undergo subtle changes. The scales that had previously made it easier for them to cast water magic began to spread.

A chilling feeling, like the tide, washed over Lapley. For a moment, he seemed to hear the ocean's call echoing in his ears.

For a moment, he didn't know why, but he longed to go to the other side of the sea, just like a free fish wanting to swim freely in the boundless ocean.

The mage beside him looked at Laple in surprise, a wry smile on his lips. "Laple, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but for some reason I feel like you're looking more and more like a... fishman. The scales on your body are spreading."

Lapley snapped out of his daze and smiled wryly. "I think you're becoming more like an annoying goblin now. Let's use our last bit of strength together. Rockfall Town belongs to us humans."

"Boom!" A towering column of water, accompanied by furious lightning, once again struck the center of the monster horde, blasting forth large numbers of monsters.

They were dispersed in the water column and then paralyzed by the electric current.

"Holy Light Bless!" The mages in the legion unleashed holy light spells in unison, and the holy radiance instantly enveloped the soldiers.

The water jets isolated the nauseating miasma surrounding the soldiers, allowing them to recover to their basic condition. Once they saw the water jets disperse the monster formation, they seized the opportunity and charged forward together.

"Buzz!" The sword hummed as a soldier used his sword to slay the monsters that had been overturned by the water jets.

On the other side, the goblin shaman was trying his best to maintain the swaying goblin giant, which was a key fighting force on the battlefield. Keeping it alive was crucial to dealing a devastating blow to the legion, and it couldn't be allowed to fall so easily.

However, just as he was focused on controlling the goblin giant, an arrow suddenly flew out from the shadows.

He instinctively turned his head to dodge, and pushed the spell to its limit to affect the surrounding aura.

"call out!"

A powerful spell swept over him instantly, and the arrow struck his ear at a slight angle, causing blood to flow down his ear.

A powerful electric current instantly swept over his entire body, rendering him unable to move.

Then another arrow shot out!

The shaman was startled. Ignoring the pain in his ears and the numbness in his body, he used all his strength to activate his spell, finally conjuring a strong magical barrier that completely isolated the arrow from the outside world.

The arrow was aimed straight at his face; if he had been even slightly careless, he would have been dead in an instant.

"It's that guy from last time!" The magic arrow shaman, radiating a magical aura, knew it all too well—it was the archer who attacked him last time. He hadn't expected that even though he was hiding in an even more secluded place, he would still be discovered this time!

The next moment, a violent rumble came from the battlefield. The shaman looked at the battlefield and found that the tall goblin giant had suddenly collapsed!