Chapter 245 - Volume 3
============== Tagiv’s POV ==============
Although the battlefield was mired in chaos, the Subterrane Terrane Elite Warriors’ angry screeches brought order to those who were frightened by Brendel’s attack.
Tagiv’s startled heart calmed down after much effort. The Underworld had circulated rumors about the people on the Surface. Some had mentioned about their greed, but there were also legends and stories about the Surface Empires’ might.
The Witch Doctor used to believe in these rumors, and regarded the Surface to be a dangerous and destitute world. It then quickly changed its mind, because Trentheim’s humans gave him an impression they were feeble. In its eyes, their army was weak and lacked discipline. The Subterrane Dwellers were considered as a weak race in the Underworld, yet they easily defeated the ‘big army’ of the local baron named Graudin.
At first, Tagiv thought that the humans were laying a trap and they pretended to be weak. Even after Graudin came to meet it personally, it still wondered if the human noble was lying.
In the end, Tagiv was able to prove that this belief was unnecessary. The rumors about of a large empire with an undefeatable army wielding flags with griffins woven onto them were nothing more than a story that was meant to frighten children.
But it was true that the humans were greedy.
The black line leaped above the Subterrane Dwellers’ shoulders and bypassed them. When they finally reacted, they turned their heads and discovered that he had reached the highest-ranking Elite Warriors.
There were a total of six Camlu of the highest rank, and these purplish-red skinned creatures were smart enough to scatter in different directions when they discovered Brendel had broken through the defenses.
But the latter used his utmost efforts to strike them down, combining both the Power Break and the White Raven Sword Arte. A translucent distortion of eight meters swept through the air and cut through their bodies. The Camlu staggered as if they were drunk before they collapsed to the ground in a heap with their heads lopped off.
When Brendel turned around with his sword in hand, the Subterrane Dwellers retreated away from him in utter fear.