Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 128: Their respective opponents

What a strange and beautiful beast it was.

The lower body below the head is sacred and beautiful, with a snow-white body that faintly emits a natural fluorescence. Its movements are as if it walks on clouds, and the cloud patterns it occasionally moves even have a holy glow.

However, the upper half of its head is a deformed and enormous naked brain.

The excessively swollen brain tissue not only burst out of the skull but also obscured its face, leaving only the deformed brain visible.

Its enormous fleshy tentacles swayed in the air, as if giving some kind of command.

It seems to be the embodiment of the mastermind, and even more so, the command tower on the battlefield.

"Boom!"

The entity behind the scenes drove this massive war machine; a single kick from the behemoth shattered the city wall.

Even when its hooves bled from exerting too much force, it did not hesitate.

"Buzz!"

But the invisible barrier behind the city wall blocked it!
The city's defense system has been activated, with pale purple force field shields blocking the way outside the city walls.

When this strategic equipment is activated, there is no doubt that it is already a real war.

This monster is not just a physical body; the tentacles on its brain constantly wave, and magic circles appear around it.

Fireballs, ice spikes, or meteors were scattered from it.

Those clearly extraordinary spells slammed heavily onto the city's defensive array, creating ripples.

Although it seems that the attack still hasn't been breached, this is clearly a form of attrition.
"Wait a minute, did we miss an episode? No, we missed a whole season!" At this moment, Rean was genuinely a little confused.

My group just went out to hunt in the wild, and it took less than three days in total. How come the final boss has already spawned?

"Is this Elsena? What an outrageous monster!" Looking at the holy yet twisted monster, Rean instinctively felt malice.

“No, if it were Elsena, one kick from Mosodirka would have been enough. Besides, it’s not this small.” Purple Rose remained calm, her beautiful eyes fixed on the deformed giant deer, seemingly with some interest.

Is this what you call small? It's already taller than the city wall! One kick would be enough to crush a whole bunch of us to death.

"The Mind Flayer's mastermind?"

Even without looking at that deformed brain, just look at the monster's companions, and the answer becomes obvious.

The behemoth is eye-catching, but the city's greatest threat comes from the massive army of slaves centered around mind flayers that surrounds it.

A large number of orc, grey dwarf, and tauren (not orc) slaves were the main force of the legion, and several beholders were even seen among them.

They are carrying logistics vehicles and siege equipment and are now deploying efficiently.

This was not a simple raid, but a war aimed at capturing the city.

As for why the mind flayers attacked the dark elf city... well, as long as the attacker is a mind flayer, there's no need to overthink it.

The Mind Flayer race's lifelong pursuit is conquest and enslavement. They will cause trouble whenever they have the chance, otherwise they wouldn't have become enemies of all living beings.

Enslaving other races and using them as backup food and breeding grounds is its survival premise. It is an extremely evil creature that parasitizes other races, and it is also the reason why Rean did not hesitate to kick it out of Valhalla.

It's not entirely impossible for a mind flayer to be inclined towards good; it's said there's an extremely low chance that the host will turn around and possess the mind flayer.

However, the probability of this happening is so low that it can be ignored, and those who can do it are basically extremely powerful figures. They can be regarded as foreigners in the guise of mind flayers, and there is no need to consider them at all.

"What should we do? Should we just turn back?"

As a foreign mission, Rean and his party had absolutely no reason to participate in this war.

The monster before him seemed to be a pre-ordained target. Rean looked at Purple Rose, who was also silently observing him.

Noticing Rean's gaze, the magical girl smiled and shook her head.

"You overestimate me. This is a beast prince who has been forcibly matured, and the mind flayer has even added his weaknesses of being bad at fighting and lacking magical support to his mind. I am just an ordinary magical girl."

Purple Rose raised her wooden staff and stood up, showing no intention of interfering.

Generally speaking, a fully activated defensive barrier would hinder teleportation, but Purple Rose is confident she can penetrate it.

The question is, is it really necessary to go to the city now? Won't we be pushed to the front lines to fill in the gaps?

From her perspective, it was actually a good thing that the deer prince ended up like this, as it saved her a lot of trouble from being hunted down.

Such a forced-ripening fighting machine probably won't last long.

"Boom!"

The delegation was still hesitating when a sudden explosion drew everyone's attention.

A dazzling "fireball" is slowly rising.

"Filthy monster, step back! This is the great Talabal!" It was a somewhat familiar voice; "Daughter of the Black Blade," Verna Talabal, had entered the scene.

As she arrived, sword hilts made of silver and brass floated in mid-air.

"Buzz!"

A sword-shaped force field faintly appeared on the hilt of the sword.

But what is infused within it is a profound power of shadow.

The infusion of power ended in an instant, and four "black swords" floating in mid-air protected Verna as they slowly rotated.

A sword immortal from a magical world? No, it's more like a cruise missile mounted on a fighter jet!
One of them slammed down, attacking the nearest squad of mind flayers!
The brave climbers who were just trying to scale the city wall were now terrified, and the Mind Flayer itself turned tail and ran.

"Boom!" But how could he possibly escape?

Near the city wall where that squad was located, only a large crater with a radius of five meters remained, in which the demonic sword, gleaming with black lightning, was still stuck.

The eighth-ring Divine Favor spell, "Lady Silver Bottle's Shadow Blade," is modeled after the seventh-ring Maddencan's Sword.

However, after being infused with a small amount of divine power from the Shadow Pantheon, it can trigger a chain reaction of annihilation when ordinary matter and shadow matter collide, and its explosive power is comparable to a ninth-ring spell!
Verna suddenly waved her hand, and the black sword that had been stuck in the ground returned to her hand.

One game was a breakout performance, while the other three are still poised to unleash their power.

She is both a deterrent and a precaution against another colossal beast that may exist in the prophecy.

"Boom!"

But the deer monster responded to her with a mental blast like a tornado.

Talk? Retreat? Those are not options.

Without words or hesitation, once the war between them becomes a war for the survival and development of their race, it cannot be stopped once it begins!
The mind flayers and the mastermind, who live like rats in the gutter, have been waiting for this day for far too long.

"Let's go! This city rightfully belongs to us!"

The mind flayers whipped their amassed slaves, sending them to their deaths.

Meanwhile, on the city walls, dark elf warriors and spellcasters appeared, and the two sides fought each other without any mercy.

On the outer wall, the battle between the goddess and the giant beast continues.

The terrifying shadowy black sword continuously inflicted devastating wounds, but the beast instantly healed and recovered.

On the contrary, the "gravitational field" it accidentally created forced the goddess to constantly avoid it.

She doesn't have such an outrageous regenerative ability.

On the surface, the goddess seemed to have the upper hand, but her energy was also greatly depleted.

The clash between top-tier combatants was deliberately avoided by both sides, otherwise even a mere scratch would be a fatal loss.

"Boom!"

Meanwhile, the magical cannons on the city walls began to be activated one by one, bombarding the behemoth in turn.

Unfortunately, the effect was still quite poor, and it didn't even seem to break through the defenses.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle." Suddenly, the giant deer slowly lowered its head, and something invisible was vaguely gathering on its head.

"Avoid!" a dark elf roared, but it was too late.

"Boom!" A heavy pressure was released, and another section of the city wall collapsed, turning the people on it into mincemeat instantly.

"Woo!"

But because of this, it was struck hard by the goddess, and one of its legs was severed.

Even though it can still regenerate, this painful groan still echoes throughout the underground cavity.

Two groups, fighting for their right to survival, have begun a bloody and ruthless struggle for survival.

Standing atop the hill, Rean and his companions were still pondering whether they should adjust their stance when evil clashes with evil and enemies clash with enemies.

But soon, there will be no need to hesitate.

A pure white magical girl slowly descended, her staff pointing towards the smiling Purple Rose!
"I'm really lucky to have run into my 'nemesis' while watching a show." The floating pure white deer had naked malice in its dark eyes.

It seems everyone has a destined rival; let the grand melee begin.

The two races below are fighting for survival, and the two races above seem to be fighting for the right to survive.

Along with the demonic tide, the inevitable war for the survival of the races arrived before Rean and his companions in an unexpected way.

(End of this chapter)