Chapter 184: 184
Grimm, Millie, and the other Dark Demon-Hunters at the Void Fortress, under the guidance of Hearkening Whisperer, hovered in the air and circulated around Hearkening Whisperer .
Due to a prolonged time of being instinctively alert, the sorcerers who were originally just observing were now entering an aggressive combative mental state as the cold harsh scent of battlefield lingered in the air .
Their reactions were mainly due to them being a special group that was handpicked and specially trained for Foreign World conquests .
At an air space faraway .
The Soul Slaves were slipping into an overwhelming disadvantage as they were being attacked and bombarded by the Amonro Shadow Legion, Enigmatic nobles, and the weird cannons from the ground .
Unlike the Shadow Legion that was gathered from different parts of the Shadow World, the Soul Slave army was mostly made up of creatures obtained from various kinds of Sorcerer World's Foreign World conquests .
Half of the Soul Slaves were also forked out from the three Stigmata Sorcerers' own vaults . These Soul Slaves were not easily replaceable within a short amount of time .
To the Demon-Hunters, on the other hand, under the right circumstances they would be able to replenish and regroup their Soul Slaves in a relatively short time .
The tide of the battle was rocking against the sorcerers .
The battle between the Soul Slaves and the Shadow Legion had been going on for more than a day . There were thousands and thousands of corpses raining from the sky, blood soaking the entire continent as the dark clouds were dyed crimson red . The stench of blood was constantly reeking throughout the Shadow World .
Yet, there were no further orders given from the Void Fortress . No orders to retreat, or advance . Not a word—not from the Dark Sorcerers or Tomb Segja, Tomb Averer, or even the leader Hearkening Whisperer .
All the Demon-Hunters did was watch – they watched on as their Soul Slaves fought fiercely with tides after tides of Amonro soldiers of the legion .
To the sorcerers, these Soul Slaves were merely recyclable resources .
If they could successfully take over this world, they would need only about one thousand to two thousand years to recover the Stigmata Sorcerers' losses .
Boom! Boom! Boom! Booom!!
On the ground .
Rays after rays of crimson red cannon shells leapt out of the gigantic skeletal flowers . Pulling a long trail of smog trails, the crimson red shells that were shot off from three mountains had all exploded amongst the Soul Slaves .
This revolutionary lethal biological weapon had over tens of thousands of Soul Slaves covered in red mosses . Other than a select few Soul Slaves that possessed resistance against bioweapons, most of the Soul Slaves were wailing excruciatingly as they fell from the sky, crushing straight into and were drowned by the countless waves of Amonro soldiers below .
Amonros were flocking over to the battlefield from the entire Shadow World – from every Shadow Region, every corner of the world . As casualties spiked continuously within the Shadow Legion, they were able to replenish their combatants and soldiers within the blink of an eye . They had no shortage of supply of soldiers at all .
It would seem that the Original Will of the Shadow World itself had awakened and hurled its wrath at the lonesome Demon-Hunters, aiming at devouring them whole .
The Demon-Hunters' Soul Slaves were struggling as they tried their best at holding off the Shadow Legion . Yet, the sheer number of the Amonro soldiers that were flocking over, enough to block off the sunlight, was enough to cause any living creature despair – including the great Stigmata Sorcerers .
The terrifying monster army was circling the inner area of the Void Fortress' defense, taking out any Amonro scout that dared to approach them from the blood misted battlefield .
It would appear that the entire battlefield was tipping against the Sorcerers' Soul Slaves favor . They were starting to lose momentum and slowly losing—they could not defend against the direct assault of the Amonro World's wrath .
As rookie Demon-Hunters, Grimm, Millie, and the others could feel that their Magic Powers were spinning wildly in their bodies, eager to join the fight after seeing this .
Woosh!
Suddenly, the black ashen sorcerer robe around Grimm was burnt to a crisp . As the remains of the robe drifted down from the sky, Grimm was shown to be clad in a full metallic Demon-Hunting armor under another black skin-tight magic robe . Drawing a circle in the sky with his finger, Grimm's Elemental Staff Version 1 . 0 emerged in the air and landed in his hand .
A loud screech could be heard before Grimm's eyes under the Mask of Truth flashed two rays of lights in different colors—crimson red and azure blue . As the lights flashed from under his mask, crackling sounds of electricity could be heard in the air .
Seeing this, the Myna knew a fierce battle was about to begin . Originally thinking of crawling into the pocket dimension, the Myna chowed down a nut and decided to fly straight into Grimm's sleeve . Then, his voice could be heard loudly from within Grimm's sleeves, "Hey, Grimm! You better be smart about this, alright? Don't just rush into battle hastily…"
On the other hand, Millie took out her Ice Fan as snow frosts fleeted around her . As her silver hair moved with the winds, the ice crystal on her forehead was shining brightly while her snowy white robe started to form a layer of frost .
Suddenly, a Demon-Hunter, whose face was half covered by the robe that was fuming thick brown smoke, hovered over Grimm and Millie's head and gave them both a look . Then, the Demon-Hunter gave them a piece of calm advice, "Oh, rookies? If this is your first Foreign World Conquest, it's best that you tail behind the others . You'll get to keep your lives that way . "
The Demon-Hunter sounded calm—it was as though the fierce battle between the Soul Slaves and Shadow Legion ahead was not a big deal at all .
Looking at one another, Grimm and Millie looked around and checked out the senior Demon-Hunters around them .
Everyone was just calmly waiting at their posts . From Hearkening Whisperer who was hovering above the Void Fortress, the Dark Demon-Hunters who were standing in uneven formation below her, to the Bright Sorcerers who were lining up neatly at the lower level of the Void Fortress, everyone was just waiting and watching the battles that were going on .
It was as though every Demon-Hunter was waiting for something—something crucial .
Thus, Grimm and Millie looked at one another again before suppressing the anxiety they were feeling, and stood in place waiting patiently with the others .
A quarter of an hourglass later .
Suddenly!
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