Published at 30th of June 2021 5:50 pm

Chapter 547. Battle of the Nazrak Plains (3)

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Translator: Boko

Hernandez was a pillar that supported the Storm Guild.

However, the Storm Squad, which was made up of the guild's elites, weren't overly shaken by Hernandez's loss and his subsequent game over.

On the contrary, they fought even harder to make up for his death.

Storm was one of the 4 great guilds, and the Storm Squad was made up of elites that were recognized by both Hernandez and Han Seol.

They wouldn't have been picked for the squad if they were weak enough to lose their will to fight at the sight of his death.

"Kill them all!"

"We're the strongest guild!"

"Let's go!"

They still had their four captains and their squads.

The Black Bull Squad and Black Sword Orion.

The Tempest Squad and the Tempest Knight, I Like Cola.

The Strong Bow Squad and the Strong Bow Brothers, Yoo Hwan and Yoo Hyuk.

The Magic Emperor Squad and Kim Ma Boo.

Hernandez had gotten a game over, while Han Seol, the guild's vice-captain, was acting as Gheor's advisor.

In other words, these four individuals were the only ones who had the right to lead the guild.

"Cola, you lead the Storm Squad," Orion said.

He had a funny ID, but no one could ignore him. Cola had the best leadership abilities among the four captains, and was a good-natured, witty person.

"Agreed."

"Anyone else can do it but me," the two brothers, Yoo Hwan and Yoo Hyuk, said. They both carried bows as large as they were. The Strong Bow Brothers were in the top 30.

"We can trust Cola," Kim Ma Boo said. There were three crystal balls floating around him. He was a Gravity Mage, a hidden class.

I Like Cola nodded his head.

"Ok. Orion, take Black Sword and fight Taker. It'll be difficult to beat him on your own, so Kim Ma Boo and the Magic Emperor Squad will help you."

Taker was powerful enough to defeat Hernandez, so if they let him be, they'd take significant losses.

"Ok."

"Got it."

"The rest of us will take out the Iron Horse Squad. Let's avenge our guildmaster."

"Alright!"

I Like Cola and the Storm Squad charged at the Iron Horse Squad.

'We're the Storm Guild. We'll show you just how strong we are!'

* * *

There was a city west of the Nazrak Plains called Tayloe, which was set up with an intercity transfer gate.

However, the Tower had strictly forbidden the Alliance or the Empire from using these gates for any military action.

The gates were pretty inactive lately, since most people went to the battlefield to observe.

Sephiro and Waryong came out of the gate.

He was carrying a square mirror, which was showing him a TV broadcast of the battle. It was kind of like a small TV.

"Empire... They're strong."

Sephiro's body tingled. He wanted to fight on the battlefield too.

'With Waryong, of course!'

Waryong was lying down behind him. It was wearing the armor he'd gotten as a reward for clearing the goddess's quest.

'You're so cool!'

Sephiro petted Waryong's head and stared at the gate.

"He said he'd be here soon... Why isn't he here yet?"

The reason he hadn't participated in the battle yet was because of Kang Oh.

Kang Oh had asked him to fly him to the battlefield. That's why Sephiro had been waiting here for so long; he'd been here even before the battle had started.

But because of the delays in Kang Oh's belt, they weren't able to join the battle in time.

Eventually, he received a message that said, 'I'll be right there.'.

Whir.

Finally, the gate glowed and Kang Oh came out. He was wearing a belt that Sephiro had never seen before.

"Let's go." Kang Oh was in a hurry.

"Yes."

Sephiro and Kang Oh rode atop Waryong's back.

Kyaaaahk.

Waryong forcefully roared and soared into the air.

Flap! Flap! Flap!

Waryong was incredible at flying.

It flew quickly, even though it had two people on its back. Sephiro's hair wildly fluttered through the air.

"How is the battle going?" Kang Oh asked.

"You don't know?"

"I heard that the center forces of both armies clashed. Who's winning?"

"The Empire."

"Mm."

"They're really strong. And Hernandez was beaten by the Ghost Spear."

"He lost to Iron Horse's Taker?"

Kang Oh looked shocked. 'That doesn't make any sense.'

Even Kang Oh acknowledged Hernandez's strength. He shouldn't lose to someone like Taker.

"Don't be surprised. Taker was a Master all along. Everyone's going crazy saying there's a new Spear King in town."

"A Master!"

Then, Kang Oh had a bad feeling.

"A while back, the Empire Guild's captains skyrocketed in the ranks. Did they..."

"Their captains are all Masters. Eric, Tainos, Taker, Irene, and Moby Dick are definitely Masters. Ah, Brown Bear's Ridgeley too. I don't see Black Wolf or Kuskal anywhere."

While he was waiting for Kang Oh, Sephiro had kept himself busy by watching the broadcasts of the battle.

Like many others, he was shocked by the power of the Empire's captains.

"What are Storm and Breaker doing?"

The only organizations that could oppose them were Storm and Breaker.

"The Storm Squad is fighting well, even though they've lost their leader. The Beast Squad is struggling against Moby Dick and Giant Soldier. The Alliance doesn't have enough Masters."

That's why it didn't matter how many strong individuals came rushing at the Empire's captains. They weren't Masters, so they were no match for them.

"What about Dukeram?"

"He hasn't joined the battle yet. He's watching the battle from above on his Pegasus."

"That's a relief. Anyhow..."

'We're lacking Masters?'

Kang Oh opened a message window and messaged Bart.

- Mr. Bart. Where are you right now?

- They didn't tell us to join yet, so I'm waiting on the outskirts of the Nazarak Plains.

- What about the others?

- They are too.

Kang Oh furrowed his brow. "Gheor shouldn't be saving them for this long."

"Excuse me?" Sephiro tilted his head.

'What are you talking about?'

"So this is how it is..."

While Kang Oh explained what he knew, Waryong flew as fast as it could.

Whoosh!

* * *

Gheor sported a heavy expression as he watched the battle.

"General Gheor, our forces in the middle are getting pushed back. This is..." Han Seol said.

They were supposed to completely overwhelm them. After all, the Tiger Corps had attacked them with two times the number of troops from three different sides.

However, the 1st Corps' center troops were far stronger than they had anticipated.

'No, I knew they were this strong.'

Han Seol had been fiercely opposed to this operation.

While she was on her way here, she couldn't shake off that feeling of unease; it was because she had a rough idea as to how powerful the 1st Corps was.

"The enemy still has their left and right flanks. If we continue, then our army will be surrounded. We have to do something. If not, then we should retreat."

Gheor nodded his head. She wasn't wrong.

"This won't be solved by sending in the reserve troops. I guess I have to use them."

They were his trump card that would allow them to defeat the Empire!

"I think that's our only shot. But which side will you choose?" Han Seol asked.

"Both," Gheor immediately said.

"Where do you want them to strike?"

"The enemy's left and right flanks will move soon in order to surround us."

"You want them to aim for the Empire's left and right flanks?"

Gheor nodded his head.

"Tell them to come to the central region immediately. Whatever happens, things will be decided here."

"I'll let them know immediately."

"Tell them to hurry. The battle isn't in our favor."

"Yes, sir."

Han Seol immediately opened a message window and contacted someone.

* * *

The 1st Corps' advisor, Jegal, could see the vast expanse of the Nazrak Plains.

Blue and red dots glittered from above. The red dots represented the Tiger Corps, while the blue dots represented the 1st Corps.

This spell was called Large-Scale Detection, which fell under the category of Detection Magic. Jegal had pursued this category of magic as his main field of study.

It scanned everything within a 10 kilometer radius, and gave the mage any information they desired.

Jegal, who looked between the battle and the topographic map, smirked.

"It's going as planned."

The Battle of the Nazrak Plains.

The battle between the Empire's vanguard and the Alliance's forces was close, even though the Alliance had sent their entire army after only a third of the Empire's army.

Of course, most of the Empire's elites were in the middle.

"Order the left and right flank to advance. Tell them to spread out as much as possible, and to make an impenetrable perimeter around the enemy's forces."

Jegal had ordered the soldiers on the left and right flanks to stop midway. That way, the Tiger Corps would invest more troops into fighting off their vanguard.

Since they had accomplished that goal, it was time to spread out their troops and surround the Tiger Corps.

'Looks like we'll come back with a full boat.'

It felt like he'd become a fisherman who'd just thrown his net into a group of fish. The enemy troops reminded him of fish that splashed around in the net, but couldn't escape.

"I'll let them know right away," his subordinate yelled.

"Tell Mr. Dukeram that it's almost time for him to join the fight."

From the very beginning, Dukeram had remained in the sky, watching the battle from atop his Pegasus.

If he joined the battle at the beginning, then he'd have been a huge help to them, but Jegal had deliberately asked him to stay his hand.

He wanted the enemy commander to think that the battle was still winnable.

If the 1st Corps had shown its full strength from the very beginning, then they would've run away already.

'If that happened, then they would've drawn this war out. That would've been the worst possible scenario for us.'

Anyhow, it was about time.

Countless Alliance commanders, strong individuals, and soldiers were drawn into the middle. It was time for the 1st Corps to show its full might and slaughter their enemies.

"Yes, sir!"

Jegal's direct subordinate had contacted the left and right general's, as well as Dukeram.

The 1st Corps' left and right flanks widened their formation and advanced, while Dukeram's Pegasus spun in the air and then descended to the ground.

At that moment...

He suddenly detected enemies he hadn't noticed before. They were coming from the east and the west.

'Who are they?' Jegal consecutively looked at the western and eastern armies.

The Nazrak Plains were huge. There were no forests or small hills here. Thus, there was no real way of hiding anything here.

Although he couldn't see them right away, something was definitely coming.

'There are a ton of soldiers coming.' Jegal furrowed his brow and thought this through.

'There's a high chance that it's the Breaker's Wyvern Squad. But there are way too many for it to just be the Wyvern Squad.'

He didn't like this.

"Mr. Black Wolf!"

Black Wolf, who was on standby, quickly came over.

The Black Wolf Squad, or Black Wing, which successfully raised and rode upon Death Eagles, was on standby to intercept the Wyvern Squad.

The rest of Black Wolf's squad was fighting in the middle right now.

"You called?"

"Enemies have shown up from the east and the west. It looks like the Wyvern Squad, but there are a lot more than I expected. Take Black Wing and..."

Jegal examined the red dots on either side again. The western troops were weaker than the eastern troops.

'They won't be able to ignore the Death Eagles. It's better to block one side completely than try to block both and stretch ourselves too thin. I should stop the weaker side first.'

"Block the reinforcements coming from the west."

"Understood."

"If things don't go well, then please retreat. The Death Eagles are worth a fortune. You know this better than I do."

Indeed, they were worth a fortune. They took a ton of time, energy, and resources to raise and train.

"Yes, sir! Bring out all the Death Eagles!"

Black Wolf took out a black egg from his inventory and raised it into the air. It was a device that summoned his pet.

The others did the same.

Whir!

Forty magic circles appeared in the air, and the 'Nightmares of the Sky', or Death Eagles, came out of them.

There were a total of 40 of them!

Kyaaaahk!

The Death Eagles shrieked and flapped their wings.

Members of Black Wing skillfully rode atop their pets.

"Fly!"

It was an impressive sight.

40 Death Eagles flying in formation.

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