Chapter 815: Overwhelming Despond

Chapter 815: Overwhelming Despond



"H-haa... haaa...?"

Councilman Finn was struggling to breathe as he laid eyes on the world beyond the tall walls that he stood on.

The Undead Giants and Monsters had surrounded the final battlement-spreading from all the cardinal locations-leaving no room for escape.

Not only that, but the Dragons suddenly ascended to the sky, hovering all around the city... like vultures, waiting for the death of a fatally wounded animal.

It seemed inevitable that they would lose.

....That they would die.

The final battlement that once seemed tall and impregnable now began to look brittle in the eyes of the Dwarves that prayed it would hold in this moment of adversity. The technologies they had put so much faith in had failed them, and now they were helpless.

The only other option they had was to keep firing their useless canons, or for the Dwarven Warriors to finally enter the battlefield and engage their enemies in melee combat.

They were donning Mech Suits, so perhaps they had a chance.

However, the overflowing Miasma clearly meant a death sentence to any Dwarf who had a prolonged battle with the Undead.

"I-is this the end...?"

As Councilman Finn muttered this, the most unexpected thing happened.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

The Undead soldiers stopped-all of them-as if they were locked in a single frame in time. Then, they fell to their knees.

"W-what...?"

Councilman Finn did not understand what was happening yet, but his eyes soon picked up something in the distance that made him slightly comprehend.

All the hovering Dragons went to that location-where the clouds were darkest-and began to dance around it.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, and purple lightning sparked in the blackened clouds.

All to pay homage to what was coming.

~RUMBLE!~

The Dwarves felt the tremors from where they stood on the walls.

Their bodies followed accordingly, as they all shook in fear. Their eyes were wide open as they watched the army that emerged from seemingly nowhere.

They were at a distance, beyond the black pool of energy, but they were steadily approaching the third battlement with such tremendous pressure that it felt unreal.

'T-those are...?!'

Councilman Finn's eyes witnessed the most unexpected sight ever.

About thirty thousand Giants were approaching-each of them riding a Monster like it was a steed. They donned armor that seemed enchanted, with battle-hardened expressions and a formation that oozed intelligence.

"A-ahhhh..." Falling to his knees, trembling with wide, teary eyes, he couldn't help but sob.

He finally felt the cowardice that overwhelmed his colleagues.

"This... is this really the end?!"

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[Meanwhile...]

The Senate was chock-full of its members, save for Councilman Finn, who chose to lead the people on the battlefield.

A few Dwarves had initially felt bad they they didn't do the same, but after seeing the current state of the battlefield, they were glad regarding their choice.

"W-what should we do now?!"

"Are we screwed? This is terrible!"

"We're done for!"

As they kept up their lamentations, two human silhouettes suddenly manifested from out of

nowhere.

"Greetings, Dwarven Leaders."

The moment the feminine voice echoed within the room, all the Dwarves fell into decorum as

they gazed with shock at the direction of the sound.

Standing there was a girl with blond hair, and a boy with dark brown hair.

They were barely adults, but there was a mature air around them—particularly with the way

they smiled at them.

"My name is Belle, and this is my partner Justin." As they said this, their smile only widened

more.

Tension filled the air as their words echoed across the hall.

"We come in peace."

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[A/N]

Thanks for reading! Looks like checkmate to me, doesn't it?