Chapter 205 The Battle In The Pouring Rain
General Roderick and Captain Talon stood at the forefront of their troops, their eyes fixed on the vast green landscapes that stretched out before them. Heavy rain poured from the darkened skies, adding an extra layer of intensity to the already solemn atmosphere. More than four thousand soldiers stood in disciplined formation, their resolve unwavering despite the treacherous conditions.
Hours passed, and the rain continued to fall relentlessly. The troops remained steadfast, their anticipation growing with each passing moment. Suddenly, a surge of energy crackled through the air, causing the soldiers to snap to attention.
A colossal portal materialized before them, its swirling maelstrom of colors captivating and foreboding. The soldiers' expressions were shocked as forty figures clad in shining armor emerged from the portal. The ground shook beneath their feet as their armored boots made contact with the rain-soaked earth.
General Roderick's lips curled into a smirk of arrogance as he gazed upon the portal. "Is this all they have sent against us? Forty knights? Haha it this the power of the ancient families, pathetic," he scoffed, his voice filled with unwavering confidence.
Beside him, Captain Talon couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, a glimmer of happiness shining in his eyes. He had worried about the power of the Parada family, but now it seemed that his concerns had been misplaced.
On the other side, From behind the veiled portal, as an old man, draped in a flowing white robe, stepped forward with a presence that commanded attention. His every movement was deliberate and precise as if each step carried the weight of countless years of wisdom and power. The wrinkles etched upon his face told stories of a life lived and battles fought. His silver hair, soaked by the rain, framed a visage that exuded both serenity and underlying strength.
As the old man raised his hand, the droplets of rain seemed to freeze momentarily in mid-air, suspended by an invisible force. The corners of his lips curved upward, and suddenly behind the old man's back ten dark portales materialized. The old man's eyes, piercing and filled with ancient wisdom, glowed with an otherworldly light, their depths reflecting the shadows that danced within the portals behind him. New novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
As the portals crackled with dark energy, a sense of dread filled the air. From within the veiled gateways, a legion of dark mantises emerged, their menacing forms striking fear into the hearts of the soldiers. These nightmarish creatures were the embodiment of darkness and malevolence.
Standing tall on their insectoid legs, the dark mantises towered over the battlefield, their elongated bodies covered in sleek, obsidian-like exoskeletons that glistened ominously in the rain. Their segmented limbs twitched with anticipation, ready to unleash their deadly strikes upon the unsuspecting troops.
Their heads, reminiscent of a mantis, were crowned with a multitude of large, multifaceted eyes that glowed with an otherworldly luminescence. Their gazes were filled with an insatiable hunger for destruction, each eye fixated on its own prey, calculating and precise.
The dark mantises, locked in the midst of the chaotic melee with the soldiers, were caught off guard by the unexpected assault. The energy-laden arrows descended upon them like a storm, piercing through their chitinous exoskeletons with an otherworldly force. Each arrow struck its mark with deadly accuracy, causing bursts of dark energy to erupt upon impact.
Explosions of shadow and energy erupted amidst the ranks of the dark mantises, their forms momentarily engulfed in blasts of dark light. The creatures screeched and writhed in agony, momentarily thrown off balance by the onslaught of enchanted arrows. Their movements faltered, their attacks disrupted as they struggled to withstand the sheer power unleashed upon them.
With each arrow finding its mark, the soldiers gained a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. The dark mantises faltered, their menacing presence diminished by the relentless barrage of energy-infused projectiles. The combination of the soldiers' courageous melee combat and the archers' devastating assault began to turn the tide of the battle.
As Elisa observed the relentless battle between the soldiers and the dark mantises, she raised her voice and shouted, "Charge!" Her command resounded through the rain-soaked air.
In an instant, Elisa's troops, fueled by her rallying cry, surged forward with astounding speed. Their movements were a blur, as if propelled by an unseen force. With each step, the ground trembled beneath their feet, echoing the sheer power and determination that emanated from them.
With their arrival, the battlefield transformed. The soldiers under Elisa's command merged seamlessly with dark mantises's rows, joining the battle with a ferocity that seemed superhuman.
Amidst the chaos, one of the Parada knights stepped forward, his armor gleaming in the rain. With a commanding gesture, he summoned forth a creature of mythical proportions—a colossal dog with three heads, each head spewing flames that licked at the air with scorching intensity. The massive creature towered over the battlefield, its presence visible to all, instilling both awe and fear in those who beheld it.
As the three-headed dog unleashed its fiery breath upon the dark mantises, the battlefield was bathed in a sea of flames. The scorching inferno engulfed the monstrous creatures, their cries of agony blending with the crackling of the flames. The devastating display of power drew gasps and awestruck expressions from both friend and foe alike.
The remaining members of the Parada family joined the fray, each unleashing their own unique spirits to aid in the battle. Ethereal beings materialized at their side, wielding weapons of light and shadow, their powers intertwining with the soldiers as they fought against the dark mantises.
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