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Chapter 107 Devastation

Just as a huge yeti raised the stone in its hand, it was pierced through the heart by Valen's sword.

The dire wolf, which was still directing the monsters to attack the city, had just turned its head when it saw several flashes of cold light crisscrossing before its eyes.

puff.

The giant wolf head rolled to the ground, and the remaining monsters scattered as a result.

The battle ended in an outrageously fast pace.

The entire charge, from start to finish, lasted only a few tens of minutes.

When the old knight John, covered in blood, opened the city gate, his face was filled with astonishment as he saw the chaotic scene of monster corpses and the familiar figures standing among them.

"Valen? Garrick? What are you doing here—"

"Pack your things, John." Warren wiped the blood from his sword. "Take a few elite soldiers and come with us. The rest of the soldiers stay behind."

"Where to?"

"Back to the Northern Fortress."

The team is constantly growing.

Along the way, they were like a rolling snowball.

The troops would stop whenever they passed an encampment where a fierce battle was still raging or where a battle had just ended.

There's no need to deal with hundreds of siege monsters. This group of high-level combatants only needs to rush into the monster horde, kill the dire wolves, and they can resolve another beast tide.

With each charge, Rein gradually regained his strength. He coordinated with the other official knights, constantly adjusting the breathing rhythm of his "Black Rock Breathing Technique."

The sense of control over [targeted injection] becomes increasingly clear in actual combat.

It has been almost a day since Renn set off from [Shattered Tooth Canyon].

The team has grown from its initial twenty-odd members to a considerable size.

There were nearly twenty regular knights, plus one hundred fully armed elite cavalry.

These knights, even when facing the kingdom's regular army, were a force capable of directly crushing a thousand-man infantry phalanx.

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They stopped talking.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed across the vast snowfield.

Finally, when a huge black shadow slowly appeared in the wind and snow ahead, Valen pulled on the reins.

"arrive."

Raine looked up.

It was a sight I had never seen even in my nightmares.

The Northern Fortress, the most fortified stronghold straddling the border, now teetered on the brink of collapse, like a small house in the storm.

The wind and snow were forcibly torn apart, revealing the sky above the fortress.

The defensive array of 【Eternal Furnace】 is still in operation, with a semi-transparent orange-red light curtain currently covering the fortress.

But outside that light screen, the once vast white wasteland had vanished.

Instead, a black tide surged forth.

That's not a metaphor.

Thousands upon thousands of monsters filled the horizon.

They crowded together, covering the original land. Countless dire wolves roamed among them, and countless monsters pushed and shoved as they attacked the city walls.

This is the most critical and primary beast tide that the Northern Fortress faces.

In comparison, the one or two thousand beasts that Raine and his men faced in [Shattered Tooth Canyon] were less than one-tenth of the beast tide before them.

"By the God of Justice—"

Seeing this, the Knight Garrick behind him couldn't help but sigh.

This tough guy's hand, which was holding the reins, was trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't stop!" Warren suddenly shouted, bringing everyone back to their senses from the astonishing scene before them. "We're going to provide support!"

But no one moved.

Some of the sharp-eyed knights had already raised their heads, their gazes locked on a point in mid-air.

There, a black figure hovered.

The distance was too great to see the face clearly; all that could be seen was a black cloak billowing in the gale, resembling a pair of outstretched bat wings.

He hovered silently hundreds of meters in the air, with countless fighting creatures below him, but he seemed to be in another dimension.

In that instant, Renn felt his heart skip a beat.

Even the operation of the "Black Rock Breathing Technique" showed a slight stagnation.

The feeling was like a rabbit being targeted by a hawk in the wilderness.

An inexplicable chill instantly crept up my spine and into my brain, making even my soul tremble.

This is absolute suppression on a level of strength.

"Hughes—" Garrick stared at the figure in mid-air, his teeth chattering, not from the cold, but from instinctive fear. "Hughes Bloodhoof."

The figures in the air seemed to move.

He slowly raised one hand, holding a staff in his hand.

As he moved, the air currents above the fortress began to collapse violently.

Around Hughes Bloodhoof, the light seemed to be swallowed by some unseen maw, and a black sphere with a diameter of over fifty meters rapidly formed above his head.

"Is that the Void Singularity? Or the Withering Sun?" Valen clearly noticed this as well, his voice changing. "Is he trying to smash the entire city wall?!"

Before Valen and his companions could recover from their shock, the black sphere fell silently.

There was no whooshing sound as it cut through the air, because it was itself absorbing sound.

It was like a drop of thick ink, falling onto the northern fortress.

At that very moment, a golden light suddenly shone from the top of the tallest black tower in the heart of the Northern Fortress.

A thick golden beam of light shot into the sky.

It was like a spear, heading straight for the falling black sphere.

That was one of the Northern Fortress's trump cards, the [Great Disintegration - Radiant Form], guided by dozens of high-ranking mages.

The two forces collided in mid-air.

In Renn's view, the world seemed to have turned into black and white.

At the point where the black sphere and the golden beam of light met, the space shattered like a mirror.

Immediately afterwards, a series of semi-transparent shockwaves were generated.

boom-!!!!

The long-awaited loud noise finally arrived a few seconds later.

The earth is groaning.

Even from several kilometers away, Renn could still feel the rye beneath him let out a mournful cry, its legs buckling and causing it to collapse to its knees.

The distant snow was shaken into the air, creating a blizzard.

The walls of the northern fortress, which had stood for a century, trembled violently at that moment.

The defensive runes on the wall flashed wildly, then exploded one by one.

"Is this the power of Hughes Bloodhoof?"

Garrick was jolted off his horse, but he ignored the mud and snow covering him.

As the shockwave dissipated, the figure vanished into thin air.

"They're gone—"

Warren's voice sounded like he was talking to himself, or perhaps trying to confirm that he was still alive.

He took a deep breath, and his qualities as a formal knight allowed him to quickly suppress the shock in his heart.

"Is everything alright?"

He turned around and looked at the knights and soldiers behind him.

No one answered, only a few heavy breaths and the restless snorting of warhorses.

"Then let's keep going."

Valen pulled on the reins and mounted his horse.

He turned his horse around, pointing his longsword at the northern fortress that still stood amidst the wind and snow.

The team was reorganized.

Ryan silently climbed onto the horse's back.

Rye seemed to be frightened by what had just happened; its four legs were a little weak, and Raine had to squeeze the horse's belly to get it to start moving again.