Chapter 221
Chapter 221 Faith
Neither side seemed to have sustained any deaths in this first battle, but the knights had clearly lost a powerful ally.
Willis felt anger rise in his heart at his green dragon companion’s severe injuries, but he grit his teeth and suppressed his emotions.
He waved his hand and the witcher-knight army, already waiting in formation, started to advance slowly.
The humiliation and pain the adepts inflicted on him would be paid back tenfold… a hundredfold. And the price they will be paying in would be their lives!
Willis could already tell that the number of adepts on the other side were not very many. There were at best only two dozens of them. Moreover, most of them were low-grade adepts. There wasn’t a single high-grade adept among them that could make him feel fear and respect.
If that was all the force the enemy had, Willis was certain that the army was not needed. He alone, along with the dragon knights, would be more than enough to exterminate these evil adepts.
However, for some odd reason, every time Willis looked at the gigantic adepts’ tower in the distance, an indescribable and irrational fear would rise up in his heart. It was almost as if… as if there were some terrifying demon there, its mouth wide open, waiting for him to enter.
Adept Fügen roared loudly in his heart while twisting the snake-eye ring on his finger, sending a message to a person in the distance.
“We are all counting on you! Find a way to blunt the knights’ edge! The clan will compensate you doubly for all the losses that result from this. Do it!”
Greem, who had been hiding in the forest all along, received Sir Fügen’s magical message, and could only shake his head bitterly. The adepts’ base might actually fall if he didn’t put some effort into this massive battle today. With the skin gone, what can the hair adhere to? Once the base had been destroyed, they, the invading adepts, might not have the chance to successfully retreat back to the clan’s pseudo plane.
Even Greem felt a chill creep within his heart when he thought of being stranded in this alternate world and being pursued by hordes of witcher-knights.
Screw it! I’ll give it my all this time!
Greem made his decision. His hands reached into the front of his robe and unceasingly tossed out shiny golem summoning cores one after another. As the dense elementium particles quickly gathered, a massive dust cloud rose at the area he was in. The intensity of this earth elementium flux was so great that even Holy Knight Willis, standing at the back of the army, couldn’t help but look in Greem’s direction.
Dong. Dong. Dong…
The sound of heavy footsteps rang out from the dust cloud, as golem after clay golem, as tall as a human, marched out and charged at the witcher-knights’ formation.
It would have been fine if it was only a dozen elementium golems. However, as the yellow dust cloud continued to expand, and the surging clay golems continued to increase, even some adepts who were originally looking on with disdain in their eyes couldn’t help but betray a solemn expression.
This fellow. Through what means was he able to control so many elementium golems at once?
The yellow dust cloud rumbled as something even more shocking happened. A massive snake made solely of rock and stone emerged from within, quickly slithering outwards. Everyone frowned when they saw its large body, as wide as water tanks, and when they felt the ground tremor.
But this wasn’t over yet.
One, two, three…
When five stone serpents emerged from the dust cloud and charged towards the battlefield behind the clay golem army, all of the witcher-knights couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Dammit! How were they so many of them?