Mystical Journey
chapter-700

‘The indicator of an Army Level is when a core Warlock has enhanced a level of strength. The commanding army, in the case where they are not superior compared to him, could share the same increase of strength with the same increase in strength level. This was the indicator,’ Black Sethe explained, ‘A true Army Level does not only have a tough individual strength, but also a strong subordinate support, just like Nadia. Her Nine-Headed Dragon Army had demonstrated strong strength in many battles. Furthermore, they shared some of her own strength. However, they still lost badly in battles and in the end, they perished.’

“This is the true Army Level?” Garen suddenly realized. No wonder the Warlocks are so tough. With this strong core army under them, and as the core expanded, then they could form countless powerful and incomparable terrorist armies. It would be a matter of course that this kind of army would definitely conquer a lot of territories.

However, you felt that his own strength had increased from an average of two or three points to an average quality of seven points. His strength increasing span was very powerful. After all, he mainly relied on the Slaughtering Hand during all the fights before, and now, all he relied on was his own strength.

With this kind of enhancement, not only would it double up, but instead, it would simply improve by multiple times.

However, it seemed that Dahm’s and others’ enhancement barely even increased by a level. Originally, their Aura strength could only reach the Middle level. Though this time they achieved the ranking of an Upper level, it’s still not stable.

Then, he found that those subordinates who had achieved the Upper level were only Dahm and Hochman. The rest who at the top of the Middle level were Quentin and Xander. Those in the normal Middle level also included that Asian girl, Cece who just recently returned to the combat club. Unexpectedly, this Cece was an Asian Battle Vein Inheritor who had practiced swordsmanship. No wonder, in the beginning, she did not show any panic in combat club. Garen was the one to give her some help behind her back. Hence, she officially joined combat club’s deep operation recently.

After that, there were the Lower levels, and they were few and far between. There were only a few of them – Nighthawk’s Baldy, Angel, as well as few of Dahm’s and Hochman’s strongest subordinates.

Baldy and others were mainly because they lacked Shooting Shadow Secret Skill. Although it was made up after that, they still could not compare themselves to the top Princes and Princesses, who had large amounts of resources to help them. But compared to them, they had very rich battle experiences.

That was why, as a Lower level, they were able to fight face to face with the Blood Breed, which could be comparable to the top levels in the Mercenary.

But with such strength to confront the entire Wellington Family, only higher level strength would be able to see through them. It would be too appalling for the lower levels.

“This battle against the Wellington Family; on one hand, it’ll be a symbol for us, Holy Fist Palace to demonstrate our strength, and on the other, this is to end our last conflict,” Garen said simply, “AG and the Dark Colors Witches are unwilling to stand behind the scenes. If that is the case, then we should take advantage of it too. The Witches are on their guards while watching the Blood Breed’s civil war from the side. This is our chance to grow.”

“I understand,” Angel nodded.

In the North side of the estate, the mist in the forest was heavy. In the darkness, it was as if a ton of knights, riding on their black war horses were slowly moving forwards.

From time to time, the black war horses would spurt its snort, but there was no trace of white and hot air.

Looking down from the trees, the whole forest was dense that one would not be able to realize that there were hundreds black Knights.

“Mystical Mist Knight, the Dark Colors Witches really did set off the trump card… This Wellington is in trouble now.”

Somewhere on a tree branch that was hundreds of meters away from this forest, there were two looming silhouette above the ground. One of them had an ant-like voice, which seemed to be a girl.

“Looks like this Lightless Party can’t restrain themselves, taking the advantage of rising when this is chaos. But this is our chance. The more chaotic it is, the better,” The other man said in a low voice, “If one of the three Secret Party Household is wiped out tonight, then that really would be a big issue that would reverberate the entire Blood Breed.”

“Impossible. This estate of Wellington’s was only a bait. Moreover, the other two Households will not watch them as they get wiped out. The show has just started,” The girl laughed lightly.

“Barney’s two Household has been detained by the Light Party, but support can still be sent over. Bloodshed and white machete will come over. Only then, it is time for a show.”

“You were the one who reminded them?” With one listen, the man knew it was the girl’s writing.

“Of course. Lord Scarlet Moon was killed, and Lord Ashen is trapped. They ruined our Light Party; we suffered a heavy loss. The Secret Party should pay the price too,” The girl’s tone carried a hint of bitterness and determination.

“Be careful, an expert is coming!” The man violently pressed the girl’s head down. Suddenly, the both of them vanished into the darkness. They were completely invisible.

Below the branches, two black horses were walking down slowly.

There were two Knights speaking softly on top the horses. Both of their black armors were different than the other knights. They seemed to be the only ones in the group that made noise.

The one on the left had a figure of a black heavy armor, but two points of blue lights could be seen vaguely under the black helmet.

The other was a young girl who was carrying a machete on her waist; one of her arms was broken. Only an empty sleeve was floating in the air.

The girl’s brows shot upwards with her sharp eyes, giving people an aura of a cruel and cold wolf. Her long black hair was tied into ten small braids, like an ethnic style.

“Manasi, I can’t believe that you came here yourself. I thought you were still repressed in Morchon Underground Palace.”

The girl’s voice was like the wind, carrying a hint of whistle in the air.

“Even yourself is here. What am I supposed to do in the Underground Palace?” The black knight who was called Manasi answered. His voice was like putting countless electronics into one. It was very weird.

“The attack timing is three minutes after. Estimate it yourselves. Maybe other Households will come to assist. I need you to defend the outsiders,” The girl said directly.

“What about your men?”

“My men will attack from the east. Those humans are coming in from the front of the south side. But I suspect that they will not be able to break through the gate,” The girl laughed coldly, “We cannot fail our master’s goal. I will personally coordinate this.”

“Leader gave me half an hour. So after half an hour, I will not let my sisters sacrifice themselves without a cause. Don’t blame us if we leave you guys aside.”

“That is fine.”

The two of them continued forward, and very quickly, they had disappeared from the forest.

The two lurking silhouette in the branches reappeared.

Both their faces did not look happy.

“That was close… We almost got exposed! It was the black knight Manasi, and that Thousand-Legged Serpent who had surprisingly increased in two Upper level ranks… I did not think that they would come over. More so, they are now related to the Dark Colors Witch!”

“We must report this to our Lords.”

**

East side.

The silhouettes in black cloaks each carried firearms. They surged into the estate and fought into one with the red-shirt Vampires.

A pool of blood constantly exploded in the ground, forming marks on the floor.

The black cloaks and vampires were like two groups of black and red ants that gushed out crazily, and tangled onto one another. As the firearms were shot in close proximity, bullets were not shot out. Instead, black water arrows were shot out. Once these water arrows fell onto the Vampires’ bodies, it would quickly corrode into a big hole, dripping out large amounts of white fluid. Whereas the men in black cloaks were continuously tackled by the Vampires, then biting into them as food and ripping their veins out.

In the center of the battlefield, two silhouettes – one black and the other red – were fighting with such quick speed. Occasionally, half a black card was spurted outwards that stuck out fiercely into the ground. Then suddenly, one after the other, holes with white fluids exploded. But at certain times, red blood was spurted outwards too; this black-shirt man was also injured.

“Kill!” The black-shirt man shouted so fiercely that the wolf’s fangs necklace he wore suddenly lit up a white halo.

With a sneer and taking him as the center, a white halo was suddenly spread out into a circle that expanded rapidly along the ground. The surrounding Vampires that touched the ring of halo became stiff. Their bodies quickly turned white. Very quickly, they were turned into white fluids and collapsed onto the floor.

The red silhouette was also hit violently by the halo. To one’s surprise, as if it was hit by certain substance, it immediately flew outwards, letting out a sharp cry.

“Aioria!”

In a split second, red shadows sprang out from the side, joining the battle circle to attack the black-shirt men.

Again, three were fought into one. It seemed like the black-shirt man could abuse the use of his halo as it required a lot of energy. The red shadow was heavily injured by that attack just now. The war was now at a deadlock

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Chi!

Chi!

Chi!

Dahm’s face twisted into a huge smile. He flew forwards with great speed. With every step he took and as he brushed his hands outwards, fresh blood would spurt out onto his body.

Every Vampire that passes him would explode all of a sudden as if there were mini bombs placed in their body. With a thump, they all would turn into a cloud of blood mist.

Under half a minute, only a few dozens of Vampires were left from the hundreds of them on the battlefield.

A burst of fanatical cheer rang out from the entire battlefield.

“Dahm! Dahm! Dahm! Dahm!”

The Mercenary army shouted as they fearfully, yet respectfully raised up their weapons. Some who were abnormal lifted, tossed and shot the Vampires that only had half a body left and were still alive.

Hahaha!

Everywhere was filled with the smell of blood and crazy laughter.

Dahm rejoiced by opening both his arms wide, enjoying this wonderful and sweet smell.

“I am Dahm! Dahm Galahad! Come! Enjoy all these deaths. Death is the start of everything!” He chanted out loud.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a group of huge black shadows was heading over from the front with a dramatically empty sound.

When everyone could clearly see the group of black shadow, they couldn’t help but gasp.

Surprisingly, that turned out to be a huge iron ball with a few meters in diameter. The black iron surface was contaminated with tons of bloody stuff. It had already killed a lot of people.

“Giant rock Aruda…” Dahm opened his mouth, and revealed a merciless smile.

“You are right. You have come to provide support indeed…”

In a moment, he jumped out fiercely, but his body was stuck to the ground. As a lightning swept below the iron ball, the red air around his body suddenly diffused outwards. Then, he headed towards the mysterious shadow behind the iron ball.

“Die!”

Countless spirits, as if they were a bunch of dark red snakes, let out a hissing of a breath and strange sound, biting at each other.

“Hehehe…” The same cruel people laughed in a low voice. In the dark, only his pulling eyebrows could be seen, as he opened a red and bloody eye.