System's POV - Chapter 407 Judgment Day [Part 4]

Chapter 407  Judgment Day [Part 4]

“Zion Leventis… it seems that I still underestimated you,” Douglas muttered.

The other Factions, who weren’t part of the Allied Forces in the Rigel Continent, were thinking of the same thing.

They expected the battle to be bloody, with both sides dying en masse.

But so far, they had already eliminated one of the Kings that once terrorized them decades ago, yet not a single Wanderer had died in battle.

What they didn’t know was that “it could have been bloody” if Thirteen hadn’t made the necessary preparations for this counterattack.

If he hadn’t struck a deal with the Centipede King, Jalrog, the people at the beach would have already been attacked by countless centipedes, and their foothold would have easily been thwarted.

If he didn’t eliminate the Manticore King, who had the ability to boost its allies’ strength in battle, making them twice as deadly and ferocious, the Flying Jinns and Majins would have been harder to defeat, even with the bombardment of the allied army.

If Evuvug hadn’t been taken down, any Wanderer who would cross the land and skies within its range would have been prey to its mind control abilities.

Last but not the least, if the dimensional gate hadn’t been attacked, the Earth Dragons, who were capable of firing long-distance attacks that were almost comparable to continental-ballistic missiles, would have given cover fire to their allies.

However, even these powerful monsters didn’t dare to do that.

Why?

Because they had their hands full in defending their Dimensional Gate from Nautilus’ Main Cannons, which were at maximum output.

Thirteen was throwing all of his forces and resources into this war because he knew that once the surrounding monsters had been cleared out, nothing would stop him from mining everything on the continent.

Of course, he also planned to share a bit of resources with his allies, but the majority of the important resources would be under his control.

The expenses and losses he incurred from this battle would be returned a hundred-fold, so he didn’t mind going all-out.

Also, this was his way of showing his abilities to the entire world, which would allow him to gain perks after this mission ended.

For the time being, the teenage boy glanced at the screen, showing the battle between the Alpha Team and the Wolf King.

From the start, the Land Monsters were at a great disadvantage.

The only thing they could do was run away and avoid the bombardment from the skies.

Knowing that they had the upper hand, the Alpha Team didn’t plan on letting their enemies go and went on a one-sided massacre.

The Wolf King was enraged, but there was really nothing it could do aside from order its forces to retreat.

It had seen the destructive weapon the enemies had used against the Broodmother, so it believed that its comrade might have already perished from it.

Everything happened so quickly that it hadn’t been able to come to the other party’s aid on time. The pincer attack they planned was rendered useless because their enemies didn’t advance on land and simply congregated at the beach area, securing their foothold. Only the Aerial Units of their enemies went deep into their defensive lines.

Since they couldn’t attack them from the ground, there was nothing they could do but retreat with their tails behind their legs.

‘Damn it!’ the Wolf King cursed internally. ‘These humans are different from the past!’

While the Wolf King was thinking along these lines, something unexpected happened.

Over a hundred monsters suddenly materialized in front of them out of thin air and unleashed a Petrification Breath that washed over their forces like a tide.

Since it was a very strong monster, the Wolf King wasn’t affected by this breath attack.

However, the Rank 1, Rank 2, and a handful of Rank 3 Monsters that were running alongside it immediately turned into stone statues, reminiscent of a wall, which blocked those who were running behind them.

Roars, screeches, and howls of anger spread in the surroundings as the monsters toppled over each other.

Those at the front were trampled by those at the back, creating a domino effect that disrupted their retreat.

The Wolf King unleashed a powerful shockwave and instantly annihilated the monsters who had tried to block their path. Visjt n𝒐velbin(.)c𝒐m for new updates

However, the dead monsters turned into a black, poisonous mist, which was the combination of Tiona’s Death Kiss and the Blood Wolf’s Blood Mist Ability.

These two abilities combined created a poisonous blood cloud that could poison any living thing, including the Wolf King.

Although the poison did not show any immediate effect due to how strong it was, it was actually weakening the Wolf King slowly, making it less effective in combat until its body functions shut down. Unfortunately, not everyone was as strong as the Wolf King.

The Rank 1 and Rank 2 Monsters immediately collapsed,l and writhed on the ground due to the poisonous cloud. Rank 3 and above were able to tolerate it, but it would soon take effect on them. “Run!” the Wolf King ordered. “Those who are left behind will die. So run!”

With the poisonous cloud and the petrified monsters serving as road hurdles to the fleeting army, the retreat of the Wolf King’s forces wasn’t making smooth progress. Tiona, who was watching from three miles away, summoned the black flag a second time and once again called for her Monster Army.

After summoning them, she hastily retreated to the next checkpoint to whittle down the Wolf King’s forces.

She would repeat this process four more times before leaving the battlefield completely.

The members of the Immortal Parade of a Hundred Demons could die ten times a day. After that, they would enter a two-day cooldown before they could be summoned again.

Thirteen told her that he would need half of the flag’s lives to wrap things up, so Tiona was only allowed to have her subordinates die five times.

The Alpha Team, who saw the chaos that was happening on the ground, weren’t surprised by the sudden change in the battlefield.

Their Supreme Commander had informed them that there would be monster rebels who would hinder the enemy forces and that the Allied Armies should treat these monsters as “friendlies”.

While everything was a mess above ground, the dying Broodmother glared hatefully at the Centipede King, who was deliberately eating its body slowly, savoring the anger, disbelief, humiliation, and unwillingness that its former comrade was feeling.

“You won’t… get away with this, Jalrog,” the Brood mother screeched. “You will die… a dog’s death!”

“I won’t,” Jalrog replied. “I will eat you, then that stupid wolf. After that, the stupid Wyvern will be next.

“Once I’ve devoured the three of you, that Death Lord is as good as dead. The Earth Dragons will be a pain to deal with, but I’m not worried. I have a helper after all.”

The Broodmother, Nizana, screamed in pain as the Centipede King tore off its last remaining leg from its body and ate it with gusto.

“The Master will avenge me!” Nizana shouted, using the last embers of its life to curse at its killer. “A traitor like you will die a dog’s death!”

The Centipede laughed out loud after hearing the Broodmother’s hateful words.

“Don’t worry,” Jalrog said. “The moment your Master crosses into this world, I will send him to the same place where you will soon be.”

The Centipede King no longer played with its food and sliced off the Broodmother’s head from its body.

It then greedily devoured Nizana’s body, as well as its core, making it feel a surge of strength wash over its body.

While the Centipede King was enjoying the euphoric sensation of increasing its strength, Rocky appeared before it and gave its report.

“The Wolf King is retreating to the Southeast,” Rocky reported. “Understood,” Jalrog replied. “I’ll be there shortly.”

Rocky nodded and left the scene, not wanting to stay even a second longer with the traitorous monster who had sold its comrades for power.

A minute later, Jalrog’s exoskeleton became completely black. Its body was transforming into a more powerful version of itself.

Faint golden hues emerged on its razor-sharp legs, making it look deadlier than it already was.

When its transformation was over, Jalrog dug into the ground and headed southeast.

Its Centipede Army followed behind it like a tide, ready to devour the fools who had mocked their King’s pursuit of power, which they would pay for dearly with their lives.