Royal City.
Royal District.
The highest Military War Departnt.
In the square, castle-shaped building, countless staff mbers were busily working through the night.
Every personnel arrangent, mobilization, supply, and support throughout the entire Trolian was initiated from here.
Ever since the onslaught of the Dark Tide, the Military War Departnt’s castle had not seen a day of rest, with everyone working in two shifts.
And now, this busyness had reached an unprecedented peak.
The Giants as Living Corpses had breached Iron Armor Fortress’s city walls, Laisuo City had been destroyed by the Abyss Giant Snake, and fierce battles had triggered unknown Abyss Rifts. The situation was extrely tense, with one piece of bad news after another, making the shaky frontline deeply worrying.
It wasn’t until the First Knight, Alan, arrived at Iron Armor Fortress that things started to stabilize slightly.
And the series of victories from Byron Old City gave everyone a feeling that the darkest monts were over, and the dawn of light was about to arrive.
Defense Chief Darin had pulled out all his hair trying to form the elite Battle Group, which held their hopes of turning defeat into victory.
If Laisuo City could be successfully reclaid, then the Third Battle Zone would return to its pre-breach state, and the inner defense line could unleash its battle power.
The whole war strategy would be revitalized; Darin would then have space to maneuver, which bore great significance for the final victory.
As for the news about Lord Theodore, that was the biggest surprise.
Since the fall of Laisuo City and Theodore’s disappearance, everyone had fallen into a very anxious state.
No one wished for the old man to leave; his lack of communication was a bigger blow than the fall of Laisuo City. Defense Chief Darin even faced questioning from the Elder Council because of it.
If the King hadn’t extricated him from the situation, the Elders would not have let him off so easily; at the very least, he would have faced a few more harsh criticisms.
And when Theodore’s trusted aide, carrying his Soul Ripple, went around putting out fires, ssages about it spread to the highest Military War Departnt like snowflakes.
At that mont, everyone in the Royal District saw a boiling Military War Departnt castle.
As Darin understood that the Spell caster trusted aide holding Theodore’s Soul Ripple was none other than Rod, who had publicly executed Chief Judge Gregor, his expression was indeed a sight to behold—he had originally planned to marry his eldest daughter off to this star who had brought them hope and to give him a high position, letting him independently lead a Battle Group.
But that seed impossible now.
His eldest daughter was old enough to be Rod’s mother, and the young man was only at the Third Level of Spiritual Energy, which was lower than any warrior from a Battle Group or permanent combat team.
Moreover, he was burdened with a huge punishnt; Gregor’s case had yet to be classified, and so of the evidence was destroyed by people with ulterior motives. The Internal Affairs Court was intensively investigating, with Judgnt Chief Lucian personally leading the team, determined to uncover everything.
Although the evidence was insufficient, basically everyone had co to believe that Gregor was a Doomsday believer, which ant difficult tis for the King Candidate Jon, who had been keeping a low profile lately, dialing back all his activities and focusing solely on his defense zone.
Another King Candidate, Qingyu, saw a rise in her support, but her reckless protection of her own people dissatisfied many Elders. A King Candidate should epitomize absolute rationality and fairness; Qingyu had beco too emotional, letting subjective likes and dislikes replace logical judgnt, which clearly disqualified her.
But the struggle for the Kingship was not Darin’s focus.
The King was in the pri of life, with at least twenty years before the ti would truly co to choose a new King, and by then, there might be many stronger candidates for the Kingship.
In any case, after this battle, Rod’s punishnt could be lifted, as his rits from this fight were definitely enough to clear his charges and achieve redemption. After that, the cultivation of this rising star could get back on track.
Darin’s main concern was whether the recovery operation by the elite Battle Group could proceed smoothly.
For this purpose, he mobilized seven Guardians, including Jon and Qingyu; forty senior Knights, including Soron, the War God from Kosai; and a hundred Oath Knights and Priests from the Holy Church.
If necessary, he would even transfer phit, the forbidden one assisting Lord Alan.
Alan was soone who would never fail—this was a belief held by everyone, so when necessary, he was given the greatest pressure to bear.
The Victor of the Oath would never disappoint.
With this setup, the force was incredibly strong and was one of the strongest elite Battle Groups ever assembled in recent years.
As long as they succeeded in recapturing Laisuo City, Dalin could imdiately dispatch a large number of City Defense Army troops to take over the stronghold and restore defenses.
However, though the elite fighting group was strong, the enemy was also incredibly powerful.
In addition to the Black Tide’s monsters, there were creatures from the Abyss and those monsters that were once brethren.
Dalin repeatedly observed this team, scrutinizing it from every angle, and finally realized that they lacked a powerful Spell Master.
Spell Masters are miracles with unlimited potential, they are super multi-talented with functions including attack, control, support, dical, enhancent, and more, a hundred and seven spells leaving them with virtually no weaknesses.
How could the strongest team lack a Spell Master?
But within the Trolian Royal City, there were no Spell Masters available to be deployed anymore.
Just as Dalin was worrying, reports from Byron Old City arrived at the Military War Departnt like a flurry of snowflakes.
In that mont, though Dalin never believed in the true existence of gods, he couldn’t help but wonder if a god of light and fire had heard the prayer in his heart.
There was no Spell Master more powerful than Master Theodore.
Dalin imdiately issued an order for Rod to inform Master Theodore that he must unite with the elite fighting group at once.
And to inform the leader of the fighting group, Jon, to imdiately prepare the best dical asures and purification thods, to welco and cleanse Master Theodore upon his return from the bloody battle.
With the addition of Master Theodore, the strongest elite fighting group would be born.
There would be no equal.
Dalin gazed at the war fog disk, where the glowing bright yellow represented humanity and the somber black symbolized monsters; the once declining humans now seed to be thriving and bursting with life.
Perhaps...
He thought optimistically.
The legendary spring was about to arrive.
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The Trolian Defense Circle.
The Third Battle Zone.
The Sinking Mud Swamp.
A ray of light pierced through the black fog like a sword slashing across the sky, vanishing in the vast darkness in the blink of an eye.
It was Rod.
Upon hearing the news of the fighting group, Rod instinctively flew out, not even knowing their exact location, but his instincts had already conjured a possibility in his mind.
The elite fighting group would only set out from Victory Fortress, enter the Third Battle Zone from the Giant Stone Lighthouse, and head towards Laisuo City.
With this in mind, he flew toward the direction of the Giant Stone Lighthouse without hesitation.
The situation in Byron Old City had stabilized; Tyrion and Vera’s plan to reclaim could be accomplished on their own.
The operation for Laisuo City was the most dangerous.
A naless sensation erged in his heart, feeling as if the Dean’s ti of existence was nearing its end, he urgently wanted to do more before leaving.
The consecutive battles had once again drained his Spiritual Energy, and Rod could not afford to recover slowly; he used "Awakening" once more.
There were no limits to its use; as long as one could handle the side effects, it could be used as many tis as desired.
A subtle feeling of joy erged in his heart, as if the Dean was thanking him.
Rod did not know how to respond, so he followed his instincts and rushed towards the Giant Stone Lighthouse as fast as possible.
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