Chapter 1144 Execute The Judgment!

Chapter 1144 Execute The Judgment!

About a minute later, the radiant terraformation of the region ceased, leaving nothing but lava and desolation in its wake. Where a towering hill once stood, now only a cracked rock base under a force field remained, the sole remnant of the original grassy protrusion.

The enemy's encampment, sheltered within, didn't withstand the onslaught despite this protection, but at least Corvac and his men were unscathed. No small feat.

A feat, alas, that could not be repeated. nove(l)bi(n.)com

While the unqualified guards lucky enough to be posted at HQ were patting themselves on the back for still being alive, praising their general's foresight for such a barrier, the elite soldiers and officers who had seen the world wore ugly scowls as if they'd just swallowed a hornet. However, it was only when the light outside faded to a bearable level for their retinas that they truly succumbed to despair.

Beyond the slowly cooling sea of lava, leaving a plain of smoky, dark obsidian, their 'unharmed' target taunting them with a predatory gaze was the final nail in the coffin for their will. In addition to their target, two of his companions also encircled their barrier, triangulating their HQ. Only the flickering barrier stood between them and death.

"Is this some kind of joke, right? Tell me I'm hallucinating..." A Radiant Lord at the head of a division, hardened by thousands of battles, felt the firmness of his weapon's hold loosen in shock and fear.

This had never happened to him. Not even when Chillmire froze his entire regiment back when he was just a green recruit.

Fortunately, while this officer's case wasn't isolated, the discipline instilled in them by their spartan lifestyle down to their bones wasn't so superficial. When the domineering battle cry of their General Corvac rang in their ears, they snapped out of their stupor and brandished their weapons, preparing for the ultimate battle.

"Have the Nematode tamers done what I asked?" Corvac inquired with a furrowed brow to the giant on his right, remarkably composed considering he was the primary target of this offensive.

But above all, he was the main culprit behind this indiscriminate destruction that had killed more allies than enemies. Even if he ultimately won this battle, he was destined to be sacrificed in the public square for these crimes. Being allowed to retire from combat after that would be the sweetest of outcomes.

"They're in place," the giant whispered solemnly into his ear. The other officers, aware of what was about to happen, were equally grim. What followed condemned them to death as well.

"Corvac! We finally meet!" Ceythie gloated with a jubilant laugh upon seeing her long-time rival lose his legendary composure.

While the Great General was too busy savoring the impending defeat of her old enemy, Jake, Hephais, and Lysanna instead concentrated their gaze on the seed containing an astronomical amount of Life Lumyst in his hand, as well as the armored giant standing slightly behind the old man.

'Huh? It seems Corvac isn't the strongest here. Is he aware of this?' Jake and the two other Players coldly thought at the same time.

The giant was a Saint! A Light Warrior comparable to members of the Radiant Conclave. He hid it well, but he couldn't fool their senses.

This put into perspective what Jake knew about the military forces of the Lustra Plains. There was what it showed on the surface, through its generals and high dignitaries, but there were always talented individuals choosing to keep a low profile in the shadows. It remained to be determined how much darkness this shadow lurking behind the dazzling light on the surface held.

Suddenly, Jake wondered if the Celestial was really the one he should be wary of, or if there was someone even more formidable pulling the strings behind him. Nonetheless, after a brief tension, he relaxed, figuring that only the present moment mattered.

'If there really is someone stronger than the Celestial, I'll deal with it when the time comes.'

As Jake came to this internal decision, Corvac's lips had slowly curved up into a sadistic grin. Ignoring Ceythie's gloating, he released with an unresolvable enmity,

"You think you've won, but it's too late. Neither you nor my men will make it out alive. What remains of this hill will become our tomb. If you even survive that... I'll accept my defeat from the bottom of my soul."

As Ceythie's mocking laughter choked in her throat, the old general's face hardened with resignation, then he took a deep breath and commanded,

"EXECUTE THE JUDGMENT!"