Chapter 242: Stampede V

Chapter 242: Stampede V

First Day of the Stampede, The North Wall

What is the situation in the East Wall? Mihr Orril asked as he gazed at the land beyond the wall. Monsters were gathering in the forest, and soon, they would come.

The battle there had already begun. There were even Gigantelopes. The aide reported.

The heck? They are super rare! Mihr exclaimed in envy. Any drop?

Actually two of them. Lucy is really lucky.

Damn the North Wall, and damn that stupid Cross. Special mission my ass. He abandoned the Stronghold and now I have to battle. Mihr complained silently.

Wall Crushers are here. The aide pointed at the big monsters. They looked like giant ants. Walking on six legs, these giants looked creepy. But the bigger they were, the clumsier they got. Other monsters were scuttling away from them or got smashed by their giant figures.

Deal with it. I am not in the mood.

Yes, sir. Aide saluted as he gathered the rest of the soldiers and guards. They jumped over the wall and stood against the giant ants. When the monsters were a certain distance away from their party, a rainbow of attacks formed in the hands of hunters. In the next second, all the attacks rained down on the durable exoskeleton of the monsters, and with an explosion, monsters were pushed back, most of them dead.

The aide was a guard hired by Mihrs grandfather for him. He had a Water Elemental Superpower that allowed him to form mirages in the air to fool his opponents. He could easily trick monsters as most of them werent smart, to begin with.

Mihr watched them lazily from where he was standing and looked bored. Lucy got Gigantelopes, Porseila got Sloth Fangs. The Wall Crusher on his side were ants. Lousy, regular giant ants with no valuable orbs.

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You have such a holy power. You should be more faithful, dont you think? The boy looked serious, but in one of those pupils, a careful eye could detect sarcasm.

You sound like a Chanter. But you are a monster. Well, Chanters are monsters as well. Mihr mocked back.

That, they are. The boy spat in disgust as he rushed forward. Mihr Orril raised his spear to intercept the approaching claw. When both clashed, Mihr felt his arm quaking.

Such power! He shouted in his heart as he formed Light Swords in the air. 24 of them floated on top of his head, while he swung his spear from air to ground.

Flying slash left the tip of the spear towards the boy. While two holy swords also flew towards the monster. Multiple pupils locked on every direction and dodged each attack with the fluency of a dancer.

Just as the monster was about to attack back, his eyes locked onto the empty space and smirked. In the next second, he turned his back to that area and looked over Mihr Orril.

Why do you smirk? Mihr Orril asked with a poker face. But in his heart, he was rejoicing.

It is funny. The monster answered.

What is?

Your stupidity. The boy answered as he arched his back. Bones on his back flew outward and tens of spikes flew towards the empty space.

No! Mihr shouted in panic but it was too late. The flying spikes started to stab people hiding behind the monster. The aide, who was controlling the mirage to hide the soldiers, was at the forefront and was stabbed in the heart. The spikes were too vicious and tens of soldiers dropped dead in a matter of seconds.

Hehe, I am immune to illusions! The bright side of having these ugly eyes. The monsters snickered as he pulled out a meter-long spiked from his back. He held it in his hand as he gazed at Mihr Orril.