amaotonovel Chapter 428 The Road to Survival
Chapter 428 The Road to Survival
The void barrier blocking the secret entrance to Atonement Island dissipated, and Terra was the first to rush out!
The Scarlet Crusaders around the barrier were confused. When the blocked exit appeared, they all looked at their two leaders, the warrior Herod and the mage Jordan the Purifier.
The two exchanged a glance, both seemingly hesitant about whether to continue fighting or retreat immediately...
Lieutenant Rayleigh turned around and saw the Faceless Ones devouring the wounded, visibly growing into enormous creatures. Even the smallest of them had become the size of a small mountain. They moved slowly, yet their intimidating presence was overwhelming.
All along the way was death, annihilation, and despair...
"Sword of Tranquility" acted decisively, kicking aside the blood soldier and pulling his apprentice, the paladin Britney, along with the human youth Blancard, leading the charge and following the blood elf battle mage.
They disappeared together at the dungeon exit.
At this point, there was no time to worry about bringing in more wounded...
A few terrified Crimson Warriors whispered amongst themselves, shouting, "I don't want to die!" and one by one they ran away...
Herold reacted swiftly, and before the ranks could be pulled apart by the cowards, he chopped down the blood-red soldier who had recently fled with an axe... Herold roared, "Anyone who dares to run away without my orders will have to ask my Destroyer if he agrees!"
Herod's destroyer was the enormous battle blade in his hand, resembling a whirlwind axe... The fleeing Crimson Warrior was cleaved in two from behind by her axe, blood splattering all over her body...
The ferocious, blood-red warrior, "Blade of Light" Herod the berserker, blocked the exit, causing the retreating blood-red soldiers to tremble involuntarily...
"Where can we retreat to? Scarlet Monastery? Hearthglen? Or the sea? Cowards, monsters have slaughtered our people, we must avenge them! Have you forgotten our oath?"
Herod brandished his battle axe, directing the crimson soldiers to turn and attack the Faceless One...
The Scarlet Warriors were surrounded by enemies, facing a precipice, a lava crevice... Iron chains, dungeons, and hellfire illuminated their terrified faces.
Jordan the Pure pressed his advantage, "Warriors, the Holy Light will grant the Pure one ascension to Heaven, and the Fearless one immortality! Go forth, we will bless you... Monks, activate your magical shields, Musketeers, cover! Paladins, take up your shields... The Holy Light will protect the devout believers!"
Jordan's staff was raised high, and a dazzling holy light shone forth, activating the halo of holy light...
Everyone felt a brief boost...bathed in light.
The crimson-clad soldiers felt their confidence surge, their fear vanished, and they launched a fearless charge...
A group of fanatical cultists, bathed in holy light and blood, composed of survivors of Lordaeron, took up arms and charged towards the mayor and his army of faceless ones...
Watching his subordinates die one by one, Jordan couldn't help but close his eyes... The blood-red ascetics behind him knelt down and prayed for the souls of the dead... until the Faceless One devoured them as well... none of them survived.
The remaining people slowly moved towards the exit...
Wearing a heavy, blood-red helmet, obscuring his expression, Hendrik commanded his remaining trusted followers and elite troops to surround him...
"There are too many of us to escape, and there are three other ships outside to provide backup... The commander on the ship is one of Admiral Barry's men. Will they send us to the guillotine if the mission fails?"
Archmage Jordan leaned closer and asked Hernold...
Hernold looked down at the deep, bone-revealing wound on his arm, corroded by the shadows. He had been silently enduring the pain; he had been severely injured during his encounters with the Faceless Ones, though outwardly he appeared unharmed due to his full armor. In reality, he was filled with fear...
"We have no choice now..."
......
Jordan sighed inwardly. This time, it might truly be an even more perilous ordeal than any he had faced against evil calamities, encountering an unimaginable force... With unwavering faith, the Pure One, the chief priest, couldn't help but ask:
"Who was that blood elf mage just now? How did she get here? Were the people we were supposed to rescue the ones who escaped? And that disheveled guy who can use Holy Light spells... Plaguebringer Lorraine... His appearance here, could it be related to the damned Forsaken?"
"Never mind anything else, we can't handle these monsters...we have to retreat first. The exit has been opened, you and I can only take 10 people...the rest of you can volunteer to stay behind and oversee the battle."
Hernold casually pointed to a few blood-red officers around him, and the rest could only stay... Their leader had the final say... The lucky ones could only accept their fate... The two leaders reached an agreement within a minute: they would definitely escape, leaving behind a few adjutants willing to die to urge the remaining soldiers to fight.
After making their arrangements, Hernold and Jordan, along with their trusted aides, turned and left...
Stepping out of the lighthouse, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and a fierce storm raged... it was hardly a safe place...
Let's put it another way...
The shadowy void barrier blocking the exit above opened, revealing the area below the altar. Lorraine's efforts had paid off!
Lorraine risked turning her back to the abyss and falling backward in order to sever the barrier of the Faceless Ones who were casting spells below.
The werewolf minions, those still alive, followed suit, their incredible leaping ability and swift movements allowing the Shadow Soul Eater werewolves to deal with the Faceless Ones, especially the Faceless Ones themselves, whose true forms had been exposed by Lorraine...
Unexpectedly, after changing tactics, the two sides were evenly matched.
Both share similar attributes. The new species of servants created by Lorraine are neither beasts, nor ghosts, neither human nor wolf... which is why they are not countered by the Faceless Ones. However, the Bloodfang Werewolf's true form has flesh and blood, making it relatively vulnerable... damage is inevitable.
The Bloodfang Werewolf Puppet, fearless and undaunted, fights with its life on the line...
Of course, their "life" had long since been reduced to nothing more than a shell, a collection of negative energy, which Lorraine didn't care about consuming.
Having witnessed too much life-or-death struggle and cruelty, Lorraine's heart hardened... Under the alpha wolf's control, the werewolf minions first interrupted the spellcasting of the assistant supporting the Faceless One, Horace...
Once the energy maintaining the Shadow Void barrier breaks, the exit opens...
This is not over yet!
The blacksmith, the farmer, and the tailor—several ordinary Faceless Ones—were being relentlessly torn apart by the Shadow Soul Eater werewolves, their illusory forms ripped apart to reveal their shadow void fillers... these blue, fat creatures similar to those controlled by warlocks... runes were inscribed on the Void Demon Walkers.
This is the true core energy of the Faceless One.
Lorraine relentlessly used his runic right eye to absorb the few remaining vengeful spirits around him, along with his own reserves, and poured it all down the throat of the Shadow Soul-Eating Werewolf. He didn't care whether the Soul-Eating Werewolf could withstand it, waiting until the werewolf, on the verge of bursting, reached its limit.
Lorraine ordered the wolf to form a human pyramid!
Suppress the Faceless One...bite hard, until you bite through its skin, revealing the void energy body that can be used for attack...