Chapter 736 - Darkness Falls (III)
That was like a scene from a nightmare.
The entire world was filled with a mixture of black and red. In the sky, Flame Crows and Bone Griffins launched their most ferocious attacks on the Batfishes while fire elemental creatures and the Undead Army swarmed forward on the surface. As soon as they fell under the attacks of the Phantom Beasts, darkness quickly filled the gaps. The battlefront shrunk, but the soldiers above the city walls weren’t in the mood to care.
“Sume!”
Serena extended her arms and transformed strong gales into razor-sharp blades that swept a pitch-black, shriveled, and putrid Ghoul off the city wall. But at the same time, another shadow arrived at her side.
At this moment, Frederick also attacked.
His blade shimmered in a green radiance as he punctured the Ghoul’s body. The Ghouls’ skin should have been as strong as steel where sharp blades couldn’t deal serious damage to them. However, they had lost their solid defense in this enchanted field. Frederick’s blade ripped through its flesh knife through like butter and the Ghoul extended its claws at him. Frederick shrieked in surprise, but drove his foot forward with one powerful thrust to draw some distance apart. Then, he brandished his green blade and a whirlwind rose from the ground abruptly. In a series of painful screeches, the Ghoul flew out and crashed into its companion.
“———!”
Frederick whistled proudly. After he turned around, he realized that another Ghoul had leapt up from the wall and slashed at one of the Clerics.
“Be careful!”
“Haa… Haa… Damn it.”
Frederick clutched his sword and watched the menacing Bone Griffins launching almost suicidal attacks on the Batfishes. Perhaps the Batfishes were advantageous in their water elemental attribute over the Flame Crows, but they weren’t experts in close combat, after all. Frederick also saw groups of Ghouls climbing to the Skeletal Trolls’ shoulders and leaping onto the ropes connected to the city walls. Even though the Skeletal Trolls moved forward slowly, Frederick knew that their encounter would happen in just a few minutes.
What should we do?
Frederick felt unprecedented fatigue and worry. The exhaustion wasn’t physical, but was more on his mental strength. This exhaustion was intensified whenever one observed the enemies charging forward without any fear of death.
If Frederick was facing human enemies, perhaps he would have thought the situation different. But even Serena also felt helpless in the face of this endless sea of Undead Creatures. They were as though drowning in a pitch-black sea and struggling instinctively. But this resistance was only temporary and they would eventually die.
Frederick couldn’t help but admire Rhode. He couldn’t imagine how it felt like to face this attack alone. He was confident that if it were him, perhaps he would have abandoned this fortress. However, what solutions did they have now?
Does he not intend to deploy the Battle Angel Army?
Frederick caught a glimpse of a dazzling radiance from the corner of his eye. He turned around curiously and was baffled.
There was a crystal sculpture of a young lady emanating a spotlessly white radiance in the deep mountain. The holy radiance grew increasingly brighter, and almost enveloped the entire sculpture. Frederick turned around and spotted the exact same scene from the other end.
What’s going on?
Frederick asked dubiously.
Then, deep, loud explosions boomed.