Published: February 10, 2025
Squinting his eyes and observing for a long time, Delin still couldn't shake off the doubts in his heart.
He felt that the number of magic monsters around them was decreasing.
It wasn't a reduction due to casualties from fighting; it was as if, all of a sudden, there were just fewer of them.
Such a change, though silent and even disguised by attacks, still escaped Delin's keen perception.
Ever since that golden Jingjue Floating Sphere had come and gone, he had regained the sharpness and decisiveness expected of a commander of the Broken Blade Battle Department.
He knew things were changing; although he didn't know how this change was occurring, it was undeniable that events were unfolding.
“Commander, the magic monsters’ attack this time is somewhat…”
“Half-hearted, right?”
Delin interrupted his aide, who was momentarily taken aback before nodding in agreement. “Yes, it was very half-hearted. They just charged at us briefly and then retreated, leaving behind a few corpses but causing little damage.”
Currently, the elite battle department in Area C was running low on resources, with nearly all skills in a cooldown period.
Even those abilities without cooldown were being withheld due to the exhaustion of mental energy. Standard firearms had long been depleted, and now every time a magic monster charged, they had to engage in close combat, which was precisely where the magic monsters excelled.
Thus, each time they repelled the magic monsters’ attacks, the casualties were significant.
However, this recent assault saw only a few casualties among the magic monsters before they retreated; it was too abnormal.
“There must be reinforcements coming from the outskirts, but we don't know who they are yet.”
Delin's expression darkened at the thought of the casualties. Of the people brought over, only a little over ten thousand could still fight, and even the Broken Blade Battle Department had been crippled in this round.
“Keep a close watch on that side. Once the magic monsters show any signs of weakness in their encirclement, we'll charge over and meet up with Commander Anman.”
The aide hesitated for a moment. “Then do we abandon our strategic objective?”
Delin touched his missing ear, feeling a bit uncomfortable; he forced a grim smile. “Area C no longer has the capability to organize a rescue on its own, moreover, Commander Anman is also trapped. The most probable scenario is that the Resistance Zone sends out a coalition force. So remember, the purpose of this operation must not be revealed.”
The aide nodded immediately.
“If we get the chance to acquire that thing and make a deal with those people… then Area C still has a chance to rise again.” Delin gritted his teeth, “Perhaps that is the only chance.”
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Some people sat in a daze, some cried, and others roared in anger.
A different spectrum of life was unfolding on the hills.
The second attack still ended in a human victory, having killed a large number of magic monsters—roughly estimated to be nearly thirty thousand!
But the battle was too brutal; even with a high ground advantage and controlling the battle over a relatively narrow front, humans still paid a heavy price.
These magic monsters surged forward, charging from the earth pits. At first, it was manageable; the survivors attacked efficiently from above.
Even when the magic monsters leapt up from the pits, they only reached the rim, allowing the survivors to stab down easily.
Long-range attacks also inflicted heavy casualties among the magic monsters.
But this advantage quickly faded. As more and more magic monsters poured into the pit, many stepped on the heads of their kind, forcing humans to engage directly with these creatures.
As the long-range attacks weakened, human pressure surged; even when warriors from Cloud Summit Villa joined the fray, they couldn't protect everyone.
The magic monsters showed a clear preference for the weak, with significantly fewer attacking Cloud Summit, while more focused on other humans.