Chapter 872: The green hell
*Shiiii~~*
The soldier's head fell from a great height, his eyes and mouth wide open, he doesn't know how he was killed *Paa* and at the moment he hit the ground, his eyes were fixed on the head of his colleague who was talking to him a moment ago.
Everything happened quickly, it is unknown whether the two still had some consciousness as they looked at each other knowing for sure that they were dead, it is unknown the seas of words, despair, and shock that they thought about as life flowed out...
As for their killer above, he didn't care about what was happening to those two... He stood with his long black hair and black eyes as dark as a moonless night, the bottom half of his face was covered by a mask and he was wearing a loose black robe and several pieces of scattered black armor, he just looked at his dead for a second holding his two long daggers, then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers pointing upwards, "Continue cleansing, I want Labikan's body free of any filth within 30 minutes."
*Swoosh* *Swoosh*
The shadows next to the young man shook and jumped up without saying a word.
Then the young man with long black hair inserted his soul sense into his ring, "Peon, the news has been confirmed, there is a large force heading towards the northwest region, there is no major target in that direction other than Lagoon City... Do what you have to do."
"Understood." The reply came to him quickly
"...Don't die." Then he took out his spirit sense again and jumped up in complete silence, more victims waiting for him...
Naturally, this was Theo doing his favorite task since the war began, terrorizing and wiping out!
They had just received news that the headquarters they had recently established on that huge tree was under attack, which meant that they were back to being wanderers with no place to go again!
It was almost a month on this planet, and so far he hadn't achieved anything except killing a handful of local mortals!!
After a while of silence, the Marshal clenched both his hands, "...That's the next city we're heading towards, after wiping it out completely we'll leave half the forces there."
"Marshal, please reconsider!" One of the Marshal's assistants, a mid-level Martial Emperor, quickly stood up, "We saw what happened the first time we gathered in the same place for only two days, this planet is almost hostile to large gatherings!"
"Hostile my ass!" the Marshal shouted, "How could it be because of the gathering? How do they live in large cities then? And what about the fog and thunderstorms that appear every time we are attacked by the locals? Is it because of the gatherings as well? It's clear that these reactions are happening because of our presence, it's the interference of the planet's spirit!" "The planet's spirit? But planetary spirits can't act like this!" the assistants looked at each other, planetary spirits usually just watch in silence even if all the locals are wiped out. "That the planet's spirit is interfering is beyond doubt, the question here is: why?" The Marshal's eyebrows sunk deeply, "...I'm afraid this planet has been refined."
"What?! Impossible!!" The assistants were shocked by the Marshal's words, and one of them quickly followed up, "This young empire is not even one century old, and according to what we extracted from the locals, they have not even occupied this planet for twenty years!" Everyone knows that His Majesty Paythor took 6,000 years to complete the process of refining the Poison Rock planet, and this was after receiving help from the Overlord! "That's what we need to know, how... and who?... I fear that the war to seize the planet has become too much for us to handle, we must involve His Majesty Paythor in our matter and let him decide." The Marshal began tapping his foot, "We will take control of the next city with half of the forces, and send the other half to take control of the nearest city and create a close supply network between the two, this way we will be able to withstand the schemes of the Planet Spirit for some time... and after that we will send the fastest reconnaissance ship we got to report on what is happening."
"..." The assistants looked at the ground again, sending a request for help was a great shame for any soldier, let alone a marshal who was supposed to rule a planet of his own... How would he look in front of the other marshals? They must have destroyed the planets they were sent
to by now.
But it's been almost a month and he hasn't been able to accomplish anything, if he doesn't explain the situation to His Majesty now, he won't be able to bear the consequences.
*Boom*
"Marshal, we're under attack!!"