NABC Chapter 478: 23_2
Chapter 478: 23_2
Chapter 478: Chapter 23_2
But what good would that do him?
The puzzled twins, watching Hippomenes on the field leading the Subjugators to desperately resist the impact of the Beast Tide, began to doubt their own conjectures.
Could this be a misunderstanding?
Seeing the brothers wavering, Luo En smiled and spoke.
“Whether the answer is right or wrong, why don’t we just try and see?”
Try?
While they were still puzzled, they saw Atalanta leap onto the high platform and slowly draw her bow to its full extent.
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Meanwhile, at the front of the rift.
The Subjugators, caught off guard by the sudden Beast Tide, were struggling in the battle.
“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Rows of javelins were thrown, arrows shot, and Cursed Bullets fell, creating a cacophony of booming sounds as dozens of Magic Wolves and Magical Pigs were hit by the attacks and blasted to pieces.
However, against the thousand-strong horde of creatures, the Subjugators’ casualties seemed insignificant.
What’s more fatal was that their proud assaults could only deal with mid to low-level Magic Beasts and had little effect on the Typhon’s Offspring sub-species.
As dusk approached, a biting cold wind swept across the wilderness, painfully chilling faces, while dried blood lay splattered like capriciously thrown paint, creating a striking impact.
Around the Subjugators’ camp lay incomplete corpses.
They piled up on one another, both humans and Magic Beasts alike.
Further, according to oracles, the more humans the Magic Progenitor’s creations successfully preyed on, the more pleased it would be.
If they could please the gods through these killings and sacrifices, and thereby gain a glance from that Magic Progenitor, they were sure to receive even greater rewards!
“Get lost, you scum!”
With a rough bellow, a burly figure like a giant bear crashed into the Magic Wolf pack. Deep blue Divine Power churned up light-like giant waves that surged and shook in all directions, instantly blowing away a hundred or so Magic Wolves in front of the gap.
Under the might of this formidable power, clouds of blood mist burst from the Magic Wolves, and the constant sound of breaking bones could be heard from within their bodies. Dead or wounded, they fell in droves.
The defensive line of the Subjugators, which was about to collapse, was stabilized once more.
It was a holy man from the God of Wine Sect!
The heroes turned their grateful gazes toward Polymnus, who had come to the rescue in an emergency.
The burly and simple-looking middle-aged man nodded, reached for the Ambrosial Honey Wine at his waist—known to have some healing effects—threw it behind him, and pondered gravely.
“Those who are too exhausted, retreat into the camp to recover quickly; those who can still fight, form up behind me! This [Beast Disaster] is far more powerful than the intelligence reported; we must break out immediately while it’s still light!”
Hearing the retreat suggestion from the God of Wine Sect’s holy man, the already depleted heroes were quite tempted.
“We can’t leave! Right ahead is the source of the Beast Disaster; as long as we break through and destroy this nest, we win!”
Hippomenes immediately rejected the cowardly proposal with righteousness, and to show his determination, he drew his bronze dagger and, full of resolve, led the charge toward the sinister and ominous rift bathed in red-black light.
Seeing their commander so brave, the Divine Blood Heroes could do nothing but grit their teeth and follow, attempting to fight their way upstream through the Beast Tide to completely destroy that eerie and ominous Magic Beast Nest.
Is this fool trying to kill us all?!
Seeing this situation, Polymnus couldn’t help but curse through clenched teeth.
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