novelraw Chapter 1578 - 449: An Even Greater Sacrifice! (Part 4)
Chapter 1578 - 449: An Even Greater Sacrifice! (Part 4)
That was the sinister laughter of demons, seemingly thrilled for the arrival of this fresh soul.
They couldn't wait any longer—
Yearning to feast immediately!
At the moment they looked over, Gunter, who was standing beside the Holy Daughter, was already moving.
His speed was astonishingly fast, so fast that players couldn't even see when he made his move.
The two-meter-long giant sword was like thunder piercing through dense fog, whipping up a hurricane on the decaying plains, leaving corpses in its wake, a blood-soaked storm!
The minions of Chaos were no match for him; with every swing of his great sword, dozens of twisted beings were reduced to powder!
Kill—!
With his fury ablaze, the single word consumed his vision, wishing he could carve out this rotten and hideous blemish from the map of the Aus Continent with his sword!
Monsters bred by the Chaos Egg kept rushing at him, wave after wave, one after another!
Brennan watched Gunter's figure in shock, once again having his understanding of this Demigod Level strongman's terrifying power shaken.
He thought that even if he gave his all, he could manage to last three rounds against this legendary Sword Saint, but now it was evident that he had overestimated himself.
He might have a chance to raise his weapon, but that was probably Gunter considering their shared human lineage…
Facing the monsters of Chaos, Gunter offered them no chance to draw their swords, and evidently, they had none either.
Brennan cast his gaze towards Carian, silently asking if they should press the entire army forward.
Carian pondered for a long while, then gently shook her head.
"Let's wait…"
The thick fog gave her a bad premonition; her intuition told her now was not the time for a full attack.
Perhaps due to such concerns, Gunter decided to probe alone.
Charging forward now would only add to the chaos.
Rayden seemed to agree, following the Holy Daughter's orders and instructing the Grenade Riders to standby on the flanks, holding the front line, with the middle and rear troops pulling back two kilometers to wait.
On a distant hill, a verdant figure stood among the trees, like a vine dangling from the branches, completely merging with the surrounding shadows of the trees.
He was none other than one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army— "Alchemist" Jean.
Even in his current form, let alone his brothers, even his own mother might not recognize him.
However, that didn't matter.
After all, they were already dead, having gone ahead into the Nest City of Urgos.
Since completing the grand sacrifice and drinking the water blessed by Chaos, his power had successfully broken through the bottleneck of Platinum Level, officially reaching Diamond Level!
Of course—
The superficial level of Extraordinary Power was far from calculating his actual combat capability.
Only a Demigod strongman could face an army of millions alone, and he could do the same!
And effortlessly!
So rounding it up, he was equivalent to a demigod, maybe even beyond demigod!
At least, that is what he believed.
The only thing unexpected for Jean was a demigod on the opposing side, and it was the legendary Rock Sword Saint!
The one who made the Ogre Tribe tremble at Brass Pass had quietly appeared here.
"Ah, so that's how it is… So that's why Malaki inexplicably died, and Ah Ka wasn't a match at all! In that case, Brennan's betrayal is somewhat understandable! That timid bastard…"
Watching the swordsman on the plains swinging a giant sword, moving as if he were in an unoccupied territory, Jean's face was twisted with a smirk, stifling the mocking laughter within the shadows of the forest.
Selas surely had ulterior motives, hiding such crucial information, tricking the brothers into charging forward one by one to their deaths.
Luck favored Jean for staying cautious; otherwise, he might have ended up like that fool Ah Ka, promptly returning to the embrace of the Eternal Hunger Claw.
How could that be?
He hadn't started enjoying himself yet!
However, settling the score with Selas could wait; right now, he needed to deal with this Sword Saint first.
His eyes gleamed with a vicious light as he muttered dreamily to himself.
"Heh, truly remarkable…"
"I wonder if your domain can surpass my 'domain'."
...
The fierce battle in the Twilight Province persisted.
At the same time Carian led the Salvation Army and encountered the "Alchemist," the "Black Beast" Sloan was leading an army of a hundred thousand toward the Sparrow Wood Territory.
It wouldn't be long before they collided head-on with the Desperate City Black Dragon Crossbowmen ambushed there.
Considering the ongoing siege at Twilight City and the stalemate at Jing Shui Beach Territory, the fires ignited by four battles nearly threatened to burn the entire Twilight Province to ashes…
The upper reaches of Rushing River were a backdrop of bloody conflict, while the lower reaches within the Campbell Duchy enjoyed songs and dances.
The insidious corrosion of Chaos was ruthless, but for the time being, it had yet to reach here.
Amidst this myriad of challenges, a long-distance ocean liner suddenly appeared at the mouth of Rushing River.
Nested there was a flourishing seaport, the most prosperous on the northeast shore of Vortex Sea, where crates and bundles of goods arrived and departed daily.
Textiles from the New Industrial Zone were the best-selling goods here, followed by red wine from Silver Pine Town.
But for the most profitable goods, it was undoubtedly the diamonds extracted by the Colin Group from the New Continent!
The sparkling stones not only exuded an irresistible charm but were also natural magic materials.
Not only did the magicians from the Academic State treasure them, but also nobles from various countries pursued them, willing to pay heavy sums only to have those most radiant stones adorning their crowns.
To this day, the legend of "Erin's Eye" remains a beloved story among Thunder City's citizens, notably sung alongside the mythical wealth brought by Prince Colin.
Yet no one knew when his highness would return again…
On an ordinary morning, as the first light of dawn broke through the mist, illuminating the shimmering waters by the harbor.
The harbor officer, yawning, arrived at his office, only to see a Purple Moon Flag rising over the distant ocean.
Purple Moon Flag…
Purple Moon?!
The harbor officer froze in place; his coffee cup clattered against the wooden table, spilling stains all over.
Ignoring the stained ledger, he raised his arm and rubbed his eyes hard until he was sure he hadn't misseen, his sleepy face transforming into one of delight.
"Oh! Saint Sis above! It's Colin—!"
Prince Colin had returned!
His shout was barely halfway through when he covered his mouth, hurriedly rushed out the door, first heading to the tea house with the red maple tree planted at the entrance on Queen Street, then suddenly remembered he forgot money, turning back towards the Andes Family bank.
Evidently, he wasn't the only one who held Colin in reverence.
Though Thunder City's port was busy every day, it had never been so frantic as today. Movement was feverish to the extent that even before the first cargo ship docked, people on the shore ran back and forth as if aflame, leaving crumbs of unfinished bread and sausage littered everywhere.
With the resounding blast of a steam whistle, the steamship bearing the Purple Moon Flag slowly approached the dock, startling a flock of feasting seagulls.
Alongside it descended a vividly colored butterfly.
It seemed to hail from a far-off land, its captivating wings fluttering gently like the eyes of a god…