Chapter 312: Holy Ground

Chapter 312: Holy Ground

Drako Yau hurried onwards as he slew every scorpion he came across on the way despite not knowing that the West had sent one of the Four Generals after him. Dakki, who had been feeling troubled about her identity as a member of Myriad Blooms moments ago, followed him merrily as if her worries had vanished. Shed flirt with Drako Yau on the way and chuckle whenever he sped off in embarrassment.

As they journeyed together, Drako Yau also reflected on his previous battle against Hibiscus. His weakness was obviousthe lack of ranged attacks. He might have many ways of attacking, such as the old geezers unpredictable spearmanship, Dragon Seeker, Godly Spearmaster skills, and Dragon Capturing Hand. However, they were all ineffective against opponents who fought from afar like Hibiscus.

He had fought Windstrider, a ranged player, before, but his disadvantage was minimised because the Arena was a closed-off area. Now, he was in the wilderness, a spacious area without any restrictions. He knew hed be caught in a tough spot even if his opponent couldnt tread the sky as Hibiscus could. Empyreal Spires Hau Ngai or Underworlds Soulsmith could easily pin him down in such an open space.

As top-tier rangers, they all had their unique abilities such as Collis Weighty Arrow. Drako Yau simply couldnt believe that the two best rangers from the East didnt have their special abilities. As for Windstrider, his combat style had deviated from that of ordinary rangers ever since he took Dual-Wielding Rifle Mastery and Noh Firearms Marksmanship, so most people saw him as a hidden class bearer instead.

Still, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldnt figure out a solution. He found himself caught at a bottleneck as well. Levelling up was incredibly difficult, and his spearmanship, Dragon Seeker, and Empyreal Step had all gone stagnant; he felt that he couldnt break through and become even stronger. This particular feeling made him vigilant, especially when he was in the Warring Wastelands. Only with strength came safety.

Looks like I can only focus on that particular thing from before, he thought.

Even Dakki could sense the changes in their surroundings. Cracks were no longer visible in the ground and the irritating stench was no longer present, replaced by a refreshing scent. As they walked, they even noticed scarce vegetation that survived in this harsh land.

The distant structure now came into sightit was a massive city. The closer they got, the more plants they saw and the better the air was. Without much trouble, they arrived at the beige city, the brownish-yellow so faint that it was only vaguely noticeable under the sun.

The walls were merely two metres tall, a height that Drako Yau could easily jump over, but he refrained from doing so. The city gave him a solemn and grand impression, and by doing so hed be disrespecting the city. Looking over the walls, western architecture was dominant in the city with the buildings height gradually increasing further into the city.

A sky-piercing white tower stood that was at least several hundred metres tall in the city centre, creating a stark contrast with the short walls that most could easily climb over. Atop the tower was a huge golden cross that radiated ripples of gold. Drako Yau had a hunch that this white tower was what made this city so special.

A small opening in the walls marked the entrance to the city on the defenceless walls. The opening didnt even have a door or gate, just two watchguards who each sat on a chair, giving the opening the vibe of an entrance albeit just a little.

Elder, they said.

The old man merely responded with a wave of his hand. He was solely focused on Drako Yau and Dakki, the two humans that stirred his emotions.

All these years How has the human race been?

Drako Yau had a rough idea what this was about, but he stayed silent. Dakki shrugged her sleeves and began describing things that took place in the game, such as how the three major cities were thriving.

Is that so Freedom, how envious. The elder put on a yearning expression as his meaty wings trembled.

Dakki finally couldnt hold back and asked, Elder, may I inquire what you might mean by allies of the past?

The elder chuckled hoarsely. The human race propagates quickly, but their lifespans are short. For us angels, we can live for thousands of years. However, producing the young is considerably difficult, and our numbers have remained similar even after ten thousand years. This is why we can pass down things of the distant past.

Dakki and Drako Yau both received a notification. Secret learned: The Ancient War.

Apart from being angels, we are also known by another name, the elder continued on his own. The god race, is the name still known among the human race?

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