Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate - Chapter 1171: An Outer God’s Definition of Victory [Part 1]

The night passed without any incidents as both sides rested for the inevitable clash that was bound to happen once the sun rose from the East.

This development made the leaders of the different factions uneasy.

They had prepared themselves for a sneak attack during the night, but the Abyssal Lords didn’t do such a thing.

“What do you think?” King Azza asked Keoza, who was looking towards the West where the Abyssal Fortress was.

“I can only think of three things,” Keoza replied.

“Three things?” King Azza arched an eyebrow.

Keoza nodded. “The first reason why they didn’t attack is because they might be very confident that no matter what we do, we will not be able to break past their defenses.

“The second reason is because, just like us, they might be analyzing their opponent’s strength while looking for weaknesses.”

“Last but not the least, they might simply be buying time.”

King Azza frowned after hearing the third reason.

“Buying time?” King Azza asked. “Buying time for what?”

Keoza shrugged because he also had no idea what their enemies were thinking. He was only supposed to give two reasons, but he said the third reason that had been nagging at his mind for quite some time.

He believed that the Outer God thought differently and didn’t view victory and defeat the way they did.

This was evident when he heard that Nyarlathotep had ordered his clone to detonate itself in Agartha by absorbing the Abyssal Army in order to strengthen his attack.

The complete disregard for the well-being of his allies was something that made the Outer God unpredictable.

As long as he was able to reach his goal, he didn’t care what method he used to achieve it. This kind of enemy was very dangerous to face because one could never predict what they would do.

“Well, it’s no use worrying about these things,” King Azza commented. “Our goal remains the same.”

Keoza nodded because this was indeed the case.

Exactly an hour later, the flying fleet of the Alliance was once again mobilized and began to advance in the direction of the Abyssal Fortress.

They had created a strategy that they believed had a very high chance of success.

When they were only fifteen miles away from their targets, the Main Canons of the Floating Island of Heaven’s Gate unleashed a barrage of Nuclear-Level Blast Bombs.

Nyarlathotep, who had sensed the approach of these weapons of mass destruction sneered before lifting his index finger.

“Mortals are really stupid,” Nyarlathotep said in disdain. “They will only realize their mistakes when they blow up right in front of their faces.”

The Outer God activated the barrier that protected the Abyssal Fortress. His plan was the same as what he did yesterday.

Since their enemy wanted to die so badly using their own weapons, he was more than happy to send it back to them.

However, just as the Blast Bombs were about to hit the barrier, all of them detonated at the same time.

An eruption like no other shook the entire battlefield, causing an earthquake with the Abyssal Fortress as its epicenter.

A mushroom cloud rose up in the sky, making the leaders of the Alliance have solemn looks on their faces.

The one and only Mythical Guild in the world had only made themselves known during the Abyssal Invasion.

And yet, the power that they possessed surprised not only the Dragon King but also the rest of the members of the Alliance.

Keoza was the only one who wasn’t too surprised by this outcome because he had been with Lux for a very long time.

“Prepare the second bombardment,” the Oracle of the Divine Army commanded. Great General Garret raised his hand, signaling that the second round of destruction be unleashed.

The Main Cannons roared in fury as they once again sent a payload that was enough to obliterate an entire kingdom.

But, this time, something changed.

From within the dark smoke that covered everyone’s vision, countless spells flared up. Their intention was simple.

They wanted to destroy the Blast Bombs before they could come near their Fortress again.

Maeve sneered before waving her hand.

The Blast Bombs then moved according to her command, evading the spells and attacks that were unleashed to destroy them.

All of the Blast Bombs were coated by Maeve’s Power, giving her the ability to control and detonate them with a thought.

This was the strategy that the Alliance had come up with during their meeting, which they deemed would force the Abyssal Army to react to their long-distance barrage.

After seeing that their attacks weren’t hitting their targets, the Abyssal Lords immediately scattered, flying in different directions in order to save themselves from the explosions that would follow afterward.

As someone who had experienced the same suffering in the past, Maeve truly knew what it meant to have one of these Nuclear-Level Blast Bombs explode right in front of someone’s face.

An explosion that was more powerful than the first, rocked the surroundings.

The Abyssal Lords who were not able to escape the range of the blast used their strongest defensive abilities to protect themselves from the brunt of its might.

Some were able to escape and only suffered from minor injuries.

However, a handful weren’t too lucky, and they were vaporized by the concentrated might of the Blast Bombs that detonated at the same time.

“Prepare the Third Bombardment!” Maeve shouted.

However, this time, something happened that caught them by surprise.

Right under the formation of the floating islands, several giant tentacles emerged from the ground.

These tentacles then extended themselves to grab hold of some of the flying ships, which weren’t flying too high.

Just as they thought that these tentacles would pull them down to the ground, smaller tentacles branched out from the giant tentacles and opened up like flowers.

Hiding within the tentacles were countless Abyssal Monsters, who immediately boarded the flying ships, and engaged the Alliance in combat.

Some of the Giant Tentacles unleashed countless flying Abyssal Monsters, which flew towards the floating islands with the intention of causing as much destruction as possible.

The abominations that they had seen a day ago were also part of the invading forces.

This time, these alien-like creatures had wings protruding from their backs, and laughed in a creepy manner, making the hearts of those who heard it shudder.