"This isn't a solution. I suggest we send a troop to Griffin Cliff Territory and Sparrow Wood Territory, led by 'Black Beast' Sloan and 'Alchemist' Jean respectively... Before our 'Iron Bull' causes greater harm, teach him a harsh lesson."
Standing beside the command table, the man wearing a monocular mask nodded slightly, a fierce glow in his eyes.
Not far from him, another man with bandages wrapped around his chin showed a contemplative look in his eyes but nodded slightly after a brief mont.
The twelve leaders now had only eight remaining.
However, none were afraid.
Because as their companions died, their strength gradually increased.
Moreover, all the brothers on expeditions abroad beca stronger than when gathered together.
The first to break through the Diamond Level should be the one furthest away, "The Butcher" Malaki, followed by the "Executioner" Ah Ka, who stayed at Griffin Cliff Territory.
Currently, in the distant Jing Shui Beach Territory, the "Champion" Rolandar, who is fighting Erin Campbell, is nearing a breakthrough!
Perhaps it won't be long before their team births a Purple Crystal-level Strong Person!
They sowhat discerned the secret to becoming stronger, which was to prove their valor to the whispers in the dark!
So...
The foundation of their strength is actually the "Fla of Destruction"?
Destiny always weirdly mirrors each other, even the little mice in the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range often don't understand what they truly believe in.
But that's not important.
At least the power they acquired isn't fake. Compared to the indifferent Saint Sis, Chaos truly gives them guns, cannons, and Extraordinary Power.
As long as they can please those whispers in the dark!
Looking at the "Black Beast" and "Alchemist" who decided to take a gamble, the corner of Selas' mouth ford an imperceptible smile, his plump forefinger gently playing with the coins under the table.
He naturally knew he was also a sacrifice on the altar, but the final round was drawing closer to him...
anwhile, in the distant Jing Shui Beach Territory.
Having just gone through a slaughter, Erin Campbell's face was pale, barely catching her breath.
Theresa glanced at her worriedly, a touch of guilt surfacing in her heart.
If only she could be a bit stronger, maybe she could share more of the burden with Her Highness...
Unfortunately.
That's impossible.
Few people know that the grace of Holy Light is balanced across every land.
At least, relatively balanced.
When the family ruling the land is diligent enough, and the lords throughout the generations are abundant in martial virtue, under them, the knight families cannot birth souls strong enough to cultivate Upper Extraordinary strength.
The Campbells are undoubtedly such a family.
They have fought against the Demon King of Thunder County for generations, and the Dukes throughout have never been negligent in martial arts, thus their knights tend to average strength.
For ordinary folks, this is certainly a boon, the battle for hegemony sounds full of opportunities, but ordinary folks often play the role of the deer, dodging here and there.
Yet, from the stance of a lifelong playmate, Theresa inevitably felt heartache for her Lord and friend.
"Your Highness... For the upcoming battle, maybe you should take a rest."
"I am fine."
Erin lifted her arm, wiped away the sweat hanging below her cheek, and concealed the flash of fatigue in her eyes.
"I am the only one who can confront Rolandar... I can't let my citizens risk themselves for ."
That fellow's magic is extrely vicious; although not adept at solo duels, he can cause enormous casualties to her soldiers.
In the previous battle, she managed to injure that fellow, and then he hid in the forest, not showing himself.
After facing several defeats, the Green Forest Army eventually found a way to counter the Campbell people.
Which is to avoid large-scale battles, adopting small force dispersed attacks, consuming the Northern Relief Army's active forces... while also exhausting the "Light of Praise."
Rolandar knows very well that he is absolutely no match for that divine artifact which even the Demon King finds terrifying.
But he's also aware that the legendary power isn't limitless but fuels itself using the life of its holder.
He can absolutely use his worthless lives to exchange for Erin's life.
"... But I see your opponents don't seem too concerned, I recomnd conserving so of your strength, there are many places where you'll need it later." The Dwarf General muttered standing beside but ultimately didn't persuade more, after all, it was the choice of the human heroes.
Erin remained silent for a long ti, didn't answer, but her thoughts drifted off to the distant Gana Continent.
Whenever she felt extrely exhausted, she couldn't refrain from recalling that warm smile and the voice that allowed her to unload all her fatigue.
He seed to know everything and saw everything, always offering a perfect solution during her most perplexed tis, even resolving the discord with her brother, to open her heart facing herself...
Wondering if Mr. Colin is doing well.
Perhaps fearing the fleetingness akin to morning dew, she never missed his na so terribly.
Since departing on the expedition, it's been a very, very long ti since she found ti to write him...
She didn't intentionally avoid answering his letters, hoping he wouldn't misunderstand anything.
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