754 Azure Meteorite
At the end of the day, the Saphirelake Military Academy did not only allow Descendants to stretch out their helping hand. They also allowed Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs to help out.
At first, the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs didn't see a reason to help the humans in the Sacred Desert. Most humans had been discriminating against them for years until Michael and some others appeared to support them. Only now did they create an academy where everyone from the Tritan Alliance could apply.
Despite the Tritan Alliance's initial problems, the situation has improved greatly since last year. The Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs didn't feel that helping the Lords in the Sacred Desert was a bad idea.
First, they were war-loving races. They enjoyed fighting the Undead forces, and that was what they did. They joined the Descendants and fought the Undead forces with their tremendous physical prowess. They were stronger than most humans and showed that clearly.
Most wielded war-axes, Morningstars, Clubs, or other blunt weapons which amplified the force applied through the Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs' physical strength.
They showed everyone their might and how useful their support was against the Undead forces. The Awakened gained countless energy influxes in response to their actions and kills. This was good training and granted them more strength to advance faster, which was something they needed after hearing what happened to the War Priestess.
The War Priestess' death was unexpected and a bad omen, but hearing how their people had been overwhelmed by their own land was even worse.
The Warlock Centaurs and Berserkers may not be afraid of dying in battle, but that didn't mean they wanted their people to die as collateral damage to a fight that wasn't theirs.
The Awakened's desire to protect their people skyrocketed. There was no way that they could sit back and do nothing when treasure troves of merit points, energy influxes, and other treasures were waiting for them in the Sacred Desert.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
They had to do something. They had to grow stronger! A group of Berserkers charged into the masses of Undead Awakened. The Berserkers severed the Undead Awakened in two halves and bashed their heads mercilessly. They killed over a hundred Undead in a minute and continued moving swiftly. Their attacks were powerful enough to kill most enemies with a single strike, as the Undead didn't evade their attacks.
Simultaneously, their stamina wasn't drained as fast as most would suspect. After all, Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs were perfectly trained warriors. Their physique was naturally better than most athletes, and they refined their superior physique even further. It was no wonder the
Berserker and Warlock Centaurs killed thousands of Undead without their Soultraits before their stamina started dwindling.
The bony figure didn't expect someone to appear above it without warning. There hadn't been a sign that someone had teleported above it, and it would have sensed that. Yet, something crashed into it, hurling the figure to the ground. Simultaneously, the azure flames coating the meteorite split up and shrouded the black fireball. Everyone's eyes widened as the black fireball disappeared. The azure flames had swallowed it, and it transformed into a youthful girl before they returned to the meteorite.
The girl transformed back into blazing azure flames that coated the meteorite, or what the Descendants had presumed to be a meteorite.
A heavy groan escaped the meteorite's lips before his eyes fell upon the mountains of Undead corpses.
"Did I miss the fun?"
Zeke and Kaleb glanced at each other for a few seconds, their confusion apparent.
They were very familiar with the voice coming from the azure body. It was a voice they would never be able to forget.
"Michael?" Lincoln was the first to voice out his confusion.
The azure flames flickered wildly as the man got up from the ground. He stretched his sore body before turning around, revealing his azure-flaming armor to the others.
"Oh, hey. I didn't expect you to come to the Sacred Desert as well. It's a little bit boring here, don't you think so?" Michael asked with a faint smile.
He conjured a large Qi Blade when the Bone Titan roared to stomp him to death and frowned deeply. Purgatory Flames shrouded the Qi Blade, transforming it into a dazzling blade that whizzed through the air like a shooting star.
The Qi Blade pierced through the Bone Titan's skull and Undead Core, killing the Tier-4 monstrosity before it could attack Michael.
Kaleb and the others swallowed hard.
"Yeah...it was way too boring..."