"Jasmine, prepare the army for battle... These beastn are targeting Lorand City, possibly even the entire Northern Province."
The maid Jasmine’s face looked sowhat pale, no one had predicted the situation would change so dramatically.
"What about Lord Lear..."
Firina gazed at the young man facing the beastman army, speaking slowly.
"Once he leaves the arena, send him away from Lorand City imdiately..."
Despite his astonishing growth speed, this battle is not one he can get involved in.
The beastn’s actions suggest they’ve made thorough preparations.
It’s possible the Beastman Empire is ready to kick off a new round of warfare.
North of the Northern Province lies the boundless wilderness.
The Beastman Kingdom, west of the Northern Province, borders the Griffin Empire, both sharing a long national frontier.
Originally, beastn didn’t border the Northern Province, but over the past two to three hundred years, they’ve started reaching into the wilderness, occupying vast territories.
After expanding, they’ve gradually established direct contact with the Northern Territory, also bordering Lorand City.
Lorand City is established here, primarily tasked with guarding the wilderness and pioneering territories.
But as developnt has progressed, it has also beco a steadfast defense against the Beastman Empire entering the Griffin Empire from the west.
Every year, Lorand City invests significant resources to support pioneer lords, directly connected to the pressure brought by the beastn.
Historically, the two empires have erupted into over a dozen wars, each resulting in rivers of blood.
The last war dates back over twenty years... In that instance, Lorand City wasn’t the main battlefield, but still was affected by the beastman army.
There were massive losses.
Even the young Firina still rembers.
This move by the beastn is clearly a prelude to another war.
The opponent has obviously set sights on the Northern Province.
They co with ill intent.
Jasmine imdiately agreed and went to arrange things.
She wasn’t overly concerned with Lear internally.
She never considered whether Lear could withstand the beastman attack; the opponent has plotted for a long ti, even involving the Beastman God to disrupt the God of Combat.
No matter how great the ability, it’s impossible to withstand the beastman army’s edge.
Now, the key point is whether the arena will beco a bridgehead for the beastman to deploy their troops.
While external reactions varied, the intelligence system suddenly refreshed with new information.
[Beastman Prince shattered the Silver Mask, prompting the Beastman God’s intervention, changing the arena’s rules, additionally acquiring intelligence - internal power struggles in the Beastman Empire are extrely severe, twelve princes nearly collapsing the empire in pursuit of the throne.]
[The aging beastman king, sensing the situation slipping out of control, decided that each of the twelve princes would lead a legion to strike the Griffin Empire, whoever achieved the most success would inherit the throne.]
[Intending to ease internal conflicts through external warfare.]
[The seventh prince used the Silver Mask as an anchor point to transmit information outward, causing the Beastman God to intervene with the God of Combat, turning the bloody arena into a completely sealed dead zone.]
[In 3 hours, you can wait for the arena’s power to weaken, allowing use of the Authority of the Swamp to break open a passage to leave.]
[Next, the Beastman Empire will launch a comprehensive attack on the Griffin Empire starting from the Northern Province, until the final throne ownership is determined.]
[A brutal war is about to begin.]
Lear swept through the intelligence in his mind, his expression becoming highly intriguing.
The planned combat, how did it suddenly turn into the beginning of a war between empires?!
The situation changed so quickly, it defies reason.
But having experienced countless trials, he took a deep breath and swiftly suppressed his emotions, his gaze becoming fierce.
No matter what, now, stop these beastn for three hours first!
The beastman army approached within monts.
Beastman Heavy Warrior, Level: 10.
These beastn aren’t exceptionally strong, but their advantage lies in wearing complete sets of armor and weapons, appearing in units, and having high-tier hero command.
Lear’s gaze slightly focused, decisively issuing orders.
"King of Naga remain... everyone else, kill!"
The King of Naga stood before him, over three ters tall like a small mountain, isolating the beastn.
The Flesh Butcher and the Great Demon heard the command, their eyes turning fierce.
Looking at the ferocious beastman tide ahead, filled with excitent.
It’s been a long ti since they’ve seen so much blood and souls!
Flesh Butcher first acted, this divine life form’s figure flashed like lightning shooting out.
With absolute domineering posture, charged into the beastn.
The war axe ford by flesh in his hand violently swung.
Whoosh~ The air beca distorted.
Crunch~
Hacking down forcefully.
Several heavy-armored warriors ahead raised their blades wanting to clash, but when both collided, it was like being struck by a siege hamr.
The weapon shattered directly, along with armor being crushed.
Large chunks of flesh flew up.
Imnsely visually impactful.
The residual power continued, this divine life form without a head rushed into the beastn with even more madness.
Each swing of the war axe could blast apart a large group of beastn.
And the exploded bodies would be instantly drained of life energy, absorbed into its body, while the remains beco dry and brittle.
The Flesh Butcher appeared like a death-reaping ghost.
anwhile, the Great Demon moved.
With a flick of dark red flesh wings, it flew into the air, diving down at high speed.
Claws waved, like a shadow, directly penetrating armor and through the beastn’s hearts.
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