Chapter 943 - 397: Crushing! The Dominant Swamp Rampages Unrestrained! (Part 2)
A scarlet scene unfolded before the eyes.
Fragments of limbs covered the ground.
It gave a strong visual impact.
The air was thick with the scent of blood, almost as if the entire city had been soaked in it.
The war was won, easily and calmly.
The casualties were pathetically small, with only a few hundred Cold-blooded Cavalry whose armor was severely damaged, but none were killed.
In an ordinary battlefield, even a slight loss might cause casualties, but in this Fantasy World...
As long as the armor wasn’t shattered, no harm would come, this trait made the army invincible.
After calming his mind, Lear rode the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King straight to the temple in the central area of Bear Claw Fortress.
Focusing his gaze, he saw a tall statue of a Giant Bear inside the temple.
Since it was an abandoned area, the guards of the Heart of the Wild naturally hadn’t deployed Ultimate Soldiers for defense.
At this moment, the temple was his to command.
Just as he was about to step inside, a sudden chill ran down his spine, and he stopped.
Danger?!
Lear’s gaze focused on the temple.
Despite fully opening his senses, he couldn’t detect any enemy presence.
When he attempted to step inside again, the feeling of danger was gone.
But he hesitated, his intuition told him... not to enter yet.
After some thought, Lear turned and left.
Leaving behind a squadron of a thousand to clean the battlefield and guard the temple.
Since advancing to Medium Divine Power, his danger perception had become extremely sensitive.
If there’s a warning, there must be an issue.
He had no interest in taking risks.
He would deal with it after breaking through the Heart of the Wild.
In the early morning of December 4th.
The army had rested and fully recovered.
Without hesitation, Lear ordered the march to continue.
Even though the intelligence suggested that the Gods of the Wild Pantheon have entered the Abyss, and the commanders of the Heart of the Wild couldn’t reach them, thus not daring to send troops to aid Bear Claw Fortress,
every minute of delay brings more uncertainties.
The sooner this trouble is resolved, the sooner peace will return.
The army rushed straight towards the target.
After more than three hours of the high-intensity march, a tall and majestic city came into view.
The Heart of the Wild was built in a valley, surrounded by mountains over 300 meters high, their surfaces smooth as if cut by blades and axes.
Only the open valley gap allowed entry.
But the towering city wall, over 500 meters long, filled the gap.
The wall, reaching a height of 60 meters, was densely packed with guard troops.
The peaks within the valley suddenly formed a gradient, easing down.
On the inner side, two to three hundred arrow towers over ten meters tall stood in staggered heights, each tower equipped with at least ten menacing heavy crossbows for city defense.
Crossbow arrows as thick as an arm, over 5 meters long, more menacing than ordinary riding spears.
Even a Giant Dragon struck by one would suffer greatly.
A concentrated fire would be unbearable even for Cold-blooded Cavalry in 5-star armor!
In the sky, Eagle Knights soared, their numbers exceeding 30,000.
A vast dark mass that completely blocked out the light.
From the ground to the sky, the tight defense turned the Heart of the Wild into a Forbidden Land of Death.
Breaking through the front would cost dearly, even for the mighty Cold-blooded Cavalry.
Out of a hundred thousand men, countless lives would be lost.
On the city wall, the commander of the Heart of the Wild... a tall and imposing Beastman in heavy armor placed his right hand on the parapet, gazing afar.
His pupils reflected the steel forest formed by the Cold-blooded Cavalry, the chilling atmosphere caused him to frown deeply.
Beastmen and Beastmen are two different races; the former are closer to humans, but possess various beastly traits like the claws of a bear, the beak of an eagle, the scent of a wolf...
Beastmen are direct followers of the God of the Wild and the Stars.
"Lord Nos, there is still no response from the Gods..."
A priest of the Wild Sect, draped in a black robe, reported in a somewhat low tone.
"But I can feel the presence of the God growing stronger..."
Beastman Commander Nos fixed his gaze on the slowly approaching Lizard-man army, without turning, he spoke coldly.
"If there’s no contact, then we won’t disturb the Gods... Do these scum from the Long Thorn Mountain Range think they can conquer our city?!"
"Dream on!"
As he spoke, he thought of something else and instinctively turned to glance at the Wild Temple behind him.
There, stood a full two hundred powerful and immortal divine servants—the Wild Angels.
Even if they all fell, the temple would not fall!
Coming back to his senses, he spoke in a deep voice.
"Did you just say that these lizard-men are warriors of that Katana?"
The Beastman Commander indicated the swamp army ahead.
The black-robed priest beside him showed a touch of complexity in his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes, I personally witnessed several million troops being stopped by the walls for more than half a month before finally breaking in... only to be completely devoured by that vine city."
Saying this, he shuddered.
If he hadn’t been slower, he would have followed in the footsteps of his companions.
They barely broke into the opponent’s city, and then... the city stood up.
Who could have imagined such a thing?
It’s completely unplayable.
The Beastman Commander showed a hint of dread.
The last war, it was the mighty God Lord himself who led the army, and yet they were still beaten back.
After the war, we learned from the God Lord that it was the Goddess of Misfortune behind this war.
But it’s clear that those swamp reptiles must have some strength.
However, despite the caution, there was also strong confidence within.
In the Original Plane, where powers above Level 15 cannot enter, it’s no exaggeration to say that the Guardian Forces of the Heart of the Wild are unbeatable!
The army alone numbers up to 500,000!
And they have solid walls, abundant military supplies, and the ultimate soldiers for a counterattack.
The most deadly thing is... they can summon reinforcements from the Main Plane at any time.
With such a setup, trying to break the Heart of the Wild?
Dream on!
He was already envisioning himself holding off the enemy’s attack and the God Lord rewarding him upon return.
Letting the army out of the city might not win, but what could possibly go wrong with defending the city?
"All troops to high alert, prevent any surprise attacks!"
"The enemies ahead are formidable opponents from the Long Thorn Mountain Range; we must not be careless."
"Have the priests set up the Military Supervision Department for immediate oversight, and execute military justice for any negligence!"
Despite his confidence, the Beastman Commander maintained the highest vigilance in his actions.
The black-robed priest immediately took the order and left.
The guarding troops watched the approaching enemy with solemn gazes, no longer taking them lightly.
This army in front of them was the formidable opponent that had buried millions of their troops a few months ago.
The change atop the walls reached Lear’s eyes.
As the army approached within a thousand meters, his expression turned solemn.
This battle must be won!
If the tentacles of the Heart of the Wild couldn’t be severed, when the level cap of the Original Plane is lifted, Weilu City could face an attack ten times stronger than before!
One must never underestimate the foundation of a divine pantheon that has existed for millions of years!
After calming his emotions, he wasted no time, directly mobilizing the Power of Faith within him, and a supreme divine aura erupted magnificently.
In the next moment, at Katana several hundred kilometers away, the moss-covered Swamp Temple in the city center suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliant light.
A space rift tore open in mid-air.
The Wetland Angel, holding a Cyan Moss Battle Saber, turned sharply to look at the rift.
She flapped her Cyan Moss Wings directly and entered in single file.
Though her face appeared serene and holy, her gaze carried a chill of murderous intent.
They were the arbiters of the marsh, the Master of Marshes’ sharpest blade in this plane!
In the Heart of the Wild, in the central square of the city, the space trembled violently.
"What’s going on?!"
The Centaur Commander responsible for guarding the square looked bewildered at the sudden anomaly.
Before they could react, a massive space rift emitting a thick swamp aura suddenly opened in the center of the square.
With a fierce aura, the Wetland Angels, holding Cyan Moss Battle Sabers, emerged in sequence, descending into the heart of the enemy with an overpowering stance.
This unexpected change plunged the entire city into a momentary deathly silence, and then it exploded with screams and chaotic shouts filling the sky.
"Enemy attack! It’s the angels of the swamp!!"
"Quick! Protect the temple and the space passage!"
"Attack, attack!!"
The piercing alarms echoed through the void.