Throne of Seals: The God of Magic Descends, the Demonic Tide Breaks at Dawn

Chapter 113 First stop on the southward journey: Narik Province!
"My fellow temple lords, I believe that now is the best time to reclaim human territory and liberate the suffering humans in demon territory."

Lin Ye said righteously.

His sharp eyes were fixed on the several ninth-level experts.

"Back then, didn't the Sword God of Light, Senior Ye Wushang, almost fall short? And the circumstances were even more difficult back then!"

"We now have better conditions and environment, and we have more powerful weapons at our disposal. Reclaiming lost territory is not just empty talk!"

The three of them were stunned into silence upon hearing Lin Ye's impassioned words.

The passion that was almost extinguished in my heart suddenly reignited!

Even Long Tianyin, who was over seventy or eighty years old, felt that he could still kill a few more demon gods!

"That's right! Lin Ye is right, it's time to launch a holy war!"

Yang Haohan became very excited.

Once the horn of holy war sounds in one's heart, it is hard to suppress.

Without any delay, Lin Ye and the three ninth-level experts set off for the Southeast Fortress that very day.

The province of Narik is not far from the southeastern fortress.

This is the best starting point.

Long Tianyin turned around, unfurled his spirit wings, and took off. The long sword at his waist hummed, as if it too was excited for the upcoming battle.

The white-haired old man stood ramrod straight, his enormous spirit wings radiating a rich spiritual energy.

Yang Haohan had already sent messages to the cities along the way, instructing the garrison to prepare for the meeting. The sentries along the way all bowed respectfully upon seeing the iconic Spirit Wings.

Lin Ye remained in the center of the group, and looking at the desolate and ruined scenery around him, his determination became even stronger!
The place where the Sword God of Light, Ye Wushang, met his tragic end has now become a key location for the demons to stockpile provisions...

Therefore, they should contribute along with Ye Wushang's share!
On the morning of the second day, the distant horizon revealed a continuous stretch of black city walls, the crystals embedded in the walls gleaming coldly in the rising sun.

We've arrived at the southeastern fortress.

"Lin Ye! Palace Master Yang! Senior Long!"

A deafening shout came from the city gate, and Qiu Yonghao, the master of the Warriors' Hall, was waving from the drawbridge.

The burly man had his right arm bare, his bronze skin covered in battle scars, and the heavy sword hanging at his waist swayed with his movements.

"We've been waiting for you!"

As the suspension bridge slowly lowered, Qiu Yonghao strode forward, first giving Yang Haohan a bear hug, then bowing to Long Tianyin, and finally his gaze fell on Lin Ye, his hearty smile carrying a hint of eagerness.

"I felt something was wrong as soon as I received the news. The three of you arrived at the same time. Does this mean we're really going to start retaking lost territory?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the city wall, where sentries were nervously adjusting the angle of the magic cannon.

As soon as Qiu Yonghao finished speaking, Yang Haohan patted him on the shoulder, his tone filled with excitement.

"Old Qiu, you're right. We're definitely here for a tough battle."

As they spoke, the group passed through the heavy city gate and headed toward the council hall in the center of the fortress.

Inside the main hall, candlelight flickered, illuminating the huge map hanging on the wall, with the location of Narik Province clearly marked in vermilion.

Lin Ye walked to the map, his finger landing heavily on the border of Narik Province, and said in a deep voice.

"Gentlemen, our target this time is the province of Narik."

"Narik Province?"

Qiu Yonghao raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to examine the map carefully.

"That place is not far from the Southeast Fortress. Although the fortifications are not very strong, the number of demon gods stationed there has increased recently. Are we confident we can take it?"

Long Tianyin leaned on his longsword, his gaze slowly sweeping across the map, and spoke. "While the Narik Province is indeed difficult to conquer, its strategic significance is immense. Once we take it, we can cut off the demons' supply lines to the southeast, laying the foundation for us to reclaim more lost territory later!"

Lin Ye nodded and added, "Furthermore, according to our reconnaissance, the demon race in Narik Province has been internally unstable recently, with several tribes fighting fiercely over resources. This is precisely our opportunity."

Yang Haohan chimed in, "The artifacts we have should come in handy this time. With their help, even if we face a few more demon gods, our chances of winning will be much greater."

Qiu Yonghao stroked his chin, a resolute glint in his eyes: "In that case, let's attack Narik Province! But we still need to discuss the specific attack plan carefully."

Long Tianyin looked at everyone, his eyes flashing with determination: "That's right, next we will study the defenses of Narik Province in detail and formulate the safest attack plan."

"No need for a plan. Cai'er and I can go ahead alone to lead the charge. You just need to push forward!"

Lin Ye's eyes shone with confidence, leaving the people around him stunned.

"But we've encountered far more demons this time than we did when we attacked the pass! Lin Ye, are you really sure you're okay?"

Long Tianyin hesitated.

It wasn't that he didn't believe in Lin Ye's abilities.

Rather, they were worried about unexpected events.

It's not a big deal that those old guys got into trouble, but Lin Ye is still young, and he can even strive for the position of Holy Alliance Hall Master in the future!

He absolutely cannot get hurt!
Lin Ye's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, and the hall fell silent instantly.

Qiu Yonghao froze in place, his cheerful smile vanished, and his brows furrowed into a knot.

Yang Haohan also suppressed his excitement, stepped forward and pressed down on Lin Ye's shoulder, his tone filled with unwavering determination.

"There's no room for discussion! Our plan involves the entire army cooperating. What kind of plan is it for you to go in alone? Have you forgotten that Senior Ye Wushang was killed because he went in alone..."

He paused midway through his sentence, but the unfinished meaning had already clearly reached everyone's ears.

Lin Ye gently brushed his hand away, his gaze sweeping over the worried faces of the crowd, his tone calm yet carrying an unshakeable strength.

"Please rest assured, everyone. I am not acting rashly. Cai'er's purification domain can suppress the demons, and the two of us will be a smaller target, which will allow us to avoid the demons' notice."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cai'er, who had been hiding in the shadows, slowly appeared. With a gentle wave of her hand, a ball of holy white light appeared in her palm, and the soft halo instantly dispelled the shadows in the corner of the hall.

"Xiao Ye and I are of one mind, and our cooperation is already seamless. Moreover, I have already mastered the Seven Deadly Techniques of Death to the extreme, so even if we are ambushed, I can escape unscathed."

Her voice was soft yet firm, and a tacit understanding flashed between her and Lin Ye's eyes.

Long Tianyin glanced at the confident expression on Lin Ye's face, then looked at the pure holy light in Cai'er's palm, and a struggle flashed in his turbid old eyes.

He knew that Lin Ye's words were true, but it was, after all, a dangerous place where a slight mistake could lead to utter ruin.

He stomped his foot hard, and the knight's longsword smashed a shallow crater in the ground.

"At least let me lead three hundred knights to provide backup three miles behind you! If anything goes wrong, we can rush to your aid immediately!"

Lin Ye was about to refuse when he met Long Tianyin's unyielding gaze, which contained both the concern of an elder and the stubbornness of a knight.

He pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, but remember not to approach the core area. Just wait at the entrance. We will send out a falcon signal after we succeed, and then proceed according to the original plan."

Seeing that things had come to this point, Qiu Yonghao slammed his fist on the table: "Since that's the case, I'll go and gather the people right now!"

After saying that, he turned and rushed out, his heavy armor making a rapid thud on the stone floor.

Yang Haohan watched his retreating figure, then turned back to look at Lin Ye, and suddenly grinned.

"Kid, you'd better come back alive. Once we've subdued Narik, I'll treat you to the strongest 'Burning Flame Wine'!"

Lin Ye gripped the Sun and Moon Staff tightly and said casually.

"You will definitely live up to your destiny."

(End of this chapter)