Chapter 402 Did I Get Infected By The Zion Disease?

Chapter 402 Did I Get Infected By The Zion Disease?

The Blood Wolf, who had been crippled by Hans, roared in anger as it was being absorbed by the black flag in Thirteen's hand.

But no matter how hard it struggled, it was unable to free itself from the hold of the Divine Artifact due to its injuries.

It was a Rank 4 Monster, but Hans easily dealt with it by cutting off its limbs, and cutting all its chances of escaping.

When the wolf finally turned into particles of light and merged with Thirteen's black flag, the teenage boy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're done here, Hans," Thirteen said in a strained voice. "Let's go back."

"Yes, Young Master," Hans replied before summoning his Giant Hawk.

They spent half of the day hunting for suitable monsters to temporarily add to Thirteen's Divine Artifact because it could only show its might when all 100 slots were taken.

Although these monsters didn't possess the abilities that the teenage boy was looking for, having 100 abilities was still better than having just 15 abilities.

A monster with that many abilities, even if they were only a Rank 1 Monster, was a force to reckon with.

This was also the reason why Thirteen's former host was hunted down by the Heroes of his world—with the Immortal Parade of a Hundred Demons in his hands, he was simply too dangerous.

Thirteen knew that he needed to have proper rest before the fight started, so they didn't go too deep into enemy territory.

He simply asked Hans to cripple different monster types so that he could add their abilities to his Divine Artifact.

The butler, who knew about the restrictions in his Young Master's body, didn't ask any questions about how Zion was able to wield the black flag.

He simply followed the teenage boy's orders, and this attitude made Thirteen give the butler a thumbs up in his heart.

When they finally arrived at the Aircraft Carrier, he immediately ordered the Leventis Naval Fleet to head to their respective positions in preparation for the upcoming battle.

He also ordered everyone to take a proper rest so that they would have enough strength when they were ordered to mobilize in both land and air.

Thirteen set up his alarm, planning to sleep for at least eight hours. As the Supreme Commander of the operation, whether they would succeed or not depended on his orders.

"Let's sleep, Tiona," Thirteen said as he lightly patted the black snake who was coiled up in his chest. "Tomorrow, we head to battle."

Tiona nodded and obeyed her Master's order.

She had seen how her Master had worked tirelessly behind the scenes in order to ensure that the number of casualties would be reduced to its limit.

Contrary to the teenage boy who was soundly sleeping in his room, there were many people who were unable to sleep a wink.

Perhaps, waiting for that moment, her communicator blinked thrice, indicating that someone was trying to contact her.

However, since she had temporarily disabled all notification sounds for three hours, she didn't hear it and slept an uneasy sleep.

***

Somewhere in the Cygni Continent...

"She's not picking up," Joshua, the Sage of the Hero Party, said. "Maybe she's already asleep."

"It's really hard to contact her because of the time difference," Roland commented. "When we're awake, she's asleep, and when we're asleep, she's awake."

"Too bad," the blonde-haired girl stated. "And here I was, planning to wish her good luck for the battle."

"Well, today is our day off, so maybe we should take a nap later," the Warrior said. "That way, we can stay up late to watch the live broadcast and see how their battle will progress. Everyone in the world will be watching this battle, so I'm sure that our superiors won't mind if we slack off for a day."

Roland and Joshua nodded at the same time.

"That's a good idea," Joshua nodded. "Let's take it easy for today."

"""Yes!"""

Everywhere in the world, similar scenarios were happening.

Gambling houses even opened, intending to take advantage of this momentous event.

Some bet that the expedition would fail, while others bet on its success.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the entirety of Pangea was paying close attention to this event, which was only half a day from starting.

Meanwhile, while all the Wanderers were waiting for the battle to start, the Monsters of the Rigel Continent were also starting to move.

The Centipede King, Jalrog, eyed the movement of its forces, as well as the forces of its allies.

It had shared the information that the Wanderers would launch an expedition that would reclaim the Northern Regions of the Continent, in a few hours. At first, the Kings didn't want to believe the Centipede King because its credibility had dropped after trying to devour Evuvug in the past.

But after Jalrog stated that if the humans did indeed launch an attack, and they didn't heed its warning, it would no longer participate in any battle to drive them out in the future.

In the end, the Kings and the Earth Dragons decided to trust Jalrog and ordered their forces to march toward the Northern Regions in preparation for the human's attempt to reclaim their lands.

Due to their territory being the farthest from the North, the Wyvern King and the Death Lord would arrive a bit later than the rest.

Evuvug's forces, which were now under the control of the Rank 7 Blister Bug, were also moving toward the North because the Earth Dragons ordered it so. The Centipede King watched these events unfold with anticipation and looked forward to the completion of its deal with the messenger of the God of the Apocalypse, who promised to grant its wish of gaining power beyond its wildest dreams.