The Demon Monarch System

Chapter 534: The Battle Intensifies

The Battle Intensifies

While a quadrant of the battlefield filled with blinding light and a chilling vortex, the makeshift barrier formed by the mass injection of Earth Essence achieved the desired effect because many of the lower-ranked Terrors―limited to Rank 1 and 2―didn't possess the physical strength to break through the dense wall.

As a result, they were forced to focus on the many Zul Commanders in their presence since they possessed the means to defeat them if they weren't careful. Even those without a Spirit posed a threat if their Natural Essence was dense enough to penetrate a Terror's defenses.

Unfortunately, this scene only occurred on one side of the large wall as the other side paused to look at the barrier with hostile gazes. Evidently, if they weren't stopped, these particular Terrors would spare no effort to destroy the obstructive wall.

"Don't let them target the wall for the time being. I don't care how you achieve it, but keep all those strong enough away from it," Nadida commanded amidst ripping another Rank 2 Terror to shreds. After each kill, it seemed her claws sharpened as she continually tweaked the amount of Essence funneled into the technique.

In the beginning, her claws were no longer than fifteen centimeters, but now, it was over double that length with a razor-sharp sensation lacerating the surrounding space.

"Allow me," Ragnavald said before suddenly slamming his hand against the immense barrier. His action sent a vibrational wave through its interior, and any of the Terrors that approached within a certain radius of the wall was pierced by spikes formed on the wall.

Although Ragnvald revealed a blinding light, the color was an earthen yellow, signifying that his specialty was linked to Earth Essence. Of course, a single attack wasn't enough to overwhelm the thousands of Terror presence. It was only enough to temporarily deter the first set of Terrors that approached the wall.

Luckily, the following individual to make a move was Adeon, moving with a storm of chilled winds. His eyes darted back and forth as he took in all of the events happening before his eyes. He filtered out all unnecessary information and focused solely on the Terror that emitted a signature below a certain level.

Since they felt this would be a drawn-out battle, it was best to reserve their Essence as much as possible. Therefore, Adeon targetted the Terrors that could be dealt with in under two attacks. Of course, the desired number was one, but Adeon was realistic enough to understand that the best-case scenario was a rare occurrence.

The chilled winds condensed into large spears of ice in the next movement. However, the spears possessed innumerable cracks as Adeon wasn't focused on merging the fragments seamlessly. In fact, leaving these cracks would make his subsequent actions easier.

With a wave of his hand, the massive ice spear rushed past Ragnvald and separated once it approached the area filled with earthen spires. The ice avoided the spikes and hit every target in the chest, implanting a fragment of ice that expanded into a polyhedron of ice after receiving Adeon's command.

Mutilated Terror flesh splattered everywhere after receiving Adeon's attack. The single attack cleared out a large radius, and what's more, the fragments of ice that expanded into the sharp polyhedrons shrunk back into crystals the size of dust, which were capable of issuing another attack.

Watching this unfold, Ragnvald clicked his tongue. "Tch, always a simple show-off. You're not the only one who's capable of performing such a feat. But, good job, nonetheless."

"I didn't do this for your praise. We have an objective; make sure to complete it," Adeon responded in an indifferent tone before removing a slender longsword from the sheath by his side.

When he did so, at least twenty percent of the ice crystals surged towards his body and gathered around the sword, creating a stunning crystalline exterior. Just a simple swing of this sword left a trail of blistering cold currents.

"Sometimes, I doubt whether you're human. Perhaps you're just a machine made to achieve optimal results," Ragnavald quipped. However, he too withdrew a weapon in the form of an enormous broad sword with a yellow gem embedded in the blade above the hilt that thrummed with a subtle gold radiance.

At the same time, two simultaneous portals opened behind these two. One Spirit appeared to be an ice maiden dressed in frostbitten clothing. Signs of frost appeared on their leather clothing as an icy gaze peered through her hood.

On the other hand, a robust figure appearing to be a barbarian of the sorts emerged from the portal behind Ragnvald. Seeing as these two were required to become serious, it was inevitable for their Spirits to make an appearance.

"Crush them," Ragnvald ordered while pointing forward. The Spirit behind him snickered at first, but as soon he began his rush, the snicker grew into a burst of raucous laughter.

On the contrary, Adeon merely glanced at his Spirit. "You know what needs to be done. I expect satisfactory results, especially after facing the burden of assisting you in breaking back into the Heroic Realm."

"Your wish is my command," the ice maiden responded. Although her tone was calm, a frosty breath shot from between her lips. At a glance, this Spirit appeared to be the embodiment of cold, or at the very least, a very skilled controller of it.

In the next moment, the Spirit waved her arms, weaving a diagram in the air. The more complete the diagram grew, the further the temperature within a hundred-meter radius plummeted. Soon enough, a thin sheet of frost expanded from beneath Adeon as the Spirit's feet touched the ground.

Upon contact, the Spirit's hood dropped, revealing a breathtaking appearance. Until now, Spirits with refined appearances were rare. Most were concealed by sturdy armor or cloth, so the Spirit's ice-blue skin and silverish white hair came as a shock.

The Spirit took a single step followed by an elegant stride as she slid across the sheet of ice. Every Terror she brushed past suffered laceration that soon turned an unusually blue color, followed by the freezing of their entire body.

Her attacks were overwhelming for her targets since this Spirit had attained at least the Heroic Realm. Not even the reptilian type of skin, which was resistant to cold, could stop the inevitable outcome.

With the addition of these two Spirits, the overwhelming sea of Rank 1 and 2 Terror dwindled at a considerable rate. Even Odessa had to praise the effectiveness of these Spirits on the battlefield.

Whereas Adeon's Spirit massacred elegantly, Ragnvald's Spirit was an absolute brute. In addition to crushing the Terror with frighteningly heavy sword strikes, the barbarian often gripped the earth and blanketed a tremendous area by flattening them with an absurd earth boulder.

However, their actions couldn't stop the one thing guaranteed in war―injuries and casualties. Odessa sensed an increasing number of alarming injuries within the newcomers as well as the older members who were on the weaker side of the spectrum.

Compared to the prior waves, the number of Terrors they were facing was at least three times greater. The fresh recruits barely equated to the increase in difficulty that the battalion was facing.

Fortunately, Nadida didn't allow the battalion to idle when not in battle. They spent every waking moment honing their personal power, especially those who wielded a Spirit.

After sensing the injuries, Odessa closed her eyes and pressed her palms together. While she wouldn't be able to cover the entire battlefield with her following action, she didn't need to. Her main concern was to assist those suffering from dire wounds.

As mentioned before, Terrors were one of the worst opponents if they managed to kill anyone. Due to their racial traits, they could extract Death Essence to replenish expended energy and strengthen themselves instantly.

Thus, it was imperative for Odessa to avoid as many deaths as possible. Allowing a Rank 2 Terrors to evolve before their eyes while in a Zul Commander dense zone could result in a catastrophe.

Sadly, just as Odessa felt she had the situation under control by healing the extensively wounded, her eyes slammed open. 'No way… that isn't what I think it is.'

Far in the distance and closing fast, Odessa could sense six significant presences incoming. Compared to the other Terrors on the battlefield, the six release an aura on par with Nadida and the others. Aside from the powerful fighters on the field, who possessed the physical strength of a strong Zul Lord, the rest would face disaster.

Not long after, Nadida sensed the new foes as well.

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