Chapter 393 - Volume 3
Chapter 172 – Interlock
=========== City Dwellers’ POV =========
It was the fifth day of the Wolves of Calamity, and the sky was still dark—
Heavy rain that blocked visibility was pouring down at the Green Tower’s area. All the watchtowers’ Fire Seeds around the city, regardless of whether they were near or far, had been extinguished. The surroundings were pitch black, with the exception of the purple lightning flashes that occurred and cut through the darkness, as well as lighting up the rain to make it a sea of silver.
The wolves had broken past the final barrier outside the Green Tower. The snow-white Winter Wolves and the Blight Wolves with their festering hides leaped past the stacked corpses of the Druids and Tree Elves, appearing in front of the Green Tower’s natives.
The throng of wolves covered the earth like a flood. Their sharp claws dug into the ground and brought the dirt up, stepping into murky rainwater intermixed with blood, and they passed through the rainstorm with speed.
There were rows of people lining up in the rain, filled with both genders, young and old. The elderly held back their emotions on their faces, while the youths had fear and uneasiness written on them. Rain slid down from their heads to their throats. Lips were parted slightly, but no one dared to utter a sound, and they gripped the weapons in their hands subconsciously.
One of the senior Druids stood behind such an ‘army’. He wielded an oak staff with a strict expression. In his eyes, this group that was mostly comprised of youths was the Green Tower’s last bastion, and perhaps the final and future hope of the Druids in this area. Under the threat of death, they had no choice but to participate in the defense.
“A day.”
Tuman was not wrong, the Druids had done their best. Even if they were to choose a more strategical place, like fighting the Winter Wolves in the city alleys, they would only last a few more hours.
William stared towards the south. There were a few pillars of light still shining in the distance. The legendary wizard’s thin lips moved a few times as though he was thinking about something. Suddenly, his eyes widened—
He turned to Tuman and saw the same reaction on his old friend’s face.
It was a massive Mana Resonance.
A powerful golden pillar of light connected the earth and sky in the southern Dark Forest, piercing through the clouds and dispelling them before it reached for the stars.
The Druids next to the Fire Seeds looked at it in shock: “What is that?”
But another shocking thing happened. It was not even a second later, when another golden pillar of light shot out from the Loop of Trade Winds.
[Another Mana resonance!]
“That boy!” Tuman said immediately and frowned.
William found this scene to appear familiar to him. He glanced at Tuman before he took a step forward and disappeared into thin air.