Chapter 1214 - 486: Exhausted (3)
Grefar continued, "Here, the battle here is too intense. We never know the strength of the demons’ next attack.
This requires us to always maintain our physical strength and Magic Power to deal with the enemies we need to confront."
He murmured with an uncertain emotion, "Our numbers are far too few compared to theirs."
Then he continued.
"Your large-scale attack strength is high, but the ones being annihilated are those weak demons. At least for your strength, they’re like ants.
In fact, not many challenging demons, those that pose some difficulty for ordinary soldiers, have been eliminated. After all, the number of demons isn’t exaggeratedly high."
Hearing this, Alka roughly understood.
Though the demons below are stacked like ant hills, a wide-range attack can clear a large area, which seems very rewarding.
But here, it appears somewhat like a loss.
Because those weak demons are too numerous, they’re not worth it.
For the Abyss, they are not even as valuable as cannon fodder, totally consumables.
"Here, these demons should be left to the soldiers and the Mercenaries. They need to solve them; they’re their opponents.
You only need to target those powerful enemies that are too dangerous for these ordinary soldiers. This kind of combat can save you considerable effort, allowing you to handle more situations.
Especially sometimes, the demons’ attack can last for days and nights. In such circumstances, precisely conserving your strength to kill enemies becomes a meticulous task."
"Days and nights?" Alka couldn’t help but repeat.
"Exactly, days and nights just like earlier, completely uninterrupted, sometimes even with more intensity."
"I really don’t know how we’ve managed to endure."
Hearing this, Grefar rarely showed a smile, patted his shoulder, and finally pulled him up.
"For the world, now I’ll have some bards document your frontline battle feats and paint your portraits, no problem, right?"
Hearing this, Alka nodded; he already knew what he needed to know, so naturally, he had no objections.
"That’s good, make sure to fight brilliantly and beautifully. Show your heroic demeanor."
After saying this, he talked to Alka about some matters to be mindful of in combat here, and then left.
After this battle, Alka directly left the city wall.
Being newly arrived, he hadn’t yet been assigned to the battle sequence.
On the road to the Holy Mother Church’s gathering area, he encountered Kante and Linton, who were returning.
Their armor was filled with various battle scars and blood, and it could be seen that steam was continuously rising from their bodies.
Not knowing if it was the demon blood on them generating it.
After all, the temperature of these demons’ blood was not low.
Looking at Alka, Linton quickened his pace to catch up to him.
"Friend, your performance just now was truly outstanding." Seeing Linton’s slightly excited expression, Alka smiled.
"You too, I saw you punch that demon’s head into pieces." Alka complimented him.
He had indeed noticed Linton earlier, without attention to what kind of mechanism his Treasure was. But the combat way was almost identical to Pororo’s.
Appearing as a reckless melee fighter.
Mainly because he actually used his fists in combat, a rare sight in battles with demons.
Kans also came over, looking at Alka with a smile, "I’d only heard before, but seeing now in person, your battle performance is indeed great.
No wonder people call you the Grand Mage."
This was one of the titles Alka earned after his battle.
Involving Dream Realm, deceiving and teleporting through Mirror Surface, along with various illusions and excellent Elemental Attack.
Alka’s performance in war truly resembled a Grand Mage.
It naturally invoked such a title.
Using diverse ranged attacks and precise control, appearing effortless.
Giving the impression of a Wise One on the battlefield.
Therefore, beyond Grand Mage, Alka had many titles, but this one spread the furthest.
Alka chatted with them as they proceeded to the place where the Holy Mother gathered. Upon stepping inside, he immediately saw the sky covered with a curtain, entering into nighttime.
After eating some unique food, Alka was led by a soldier to his resting place.
A small single stone house; though the Demon-Defending Fortress was large, it was still too small compared to the endlessly rotating soldiers. A solitary stone house was already very good.
Alka didn’t have too many requirements for the living environment here, given this was the frontline war zone.
Using the blue Water Card, he cleaned the dirt off himself, then sat by the boat.
Stretching his hand through space, he took out the pile of cards he obtained today.
Or rather mirrors.
A stack of mirrors piled together, counting them there were over a hundred.
Each one sealed a powerful demon inside.