Chapter 461: Chapter 461: Defend the Light, Destroy the Evil

The actions of the Abyss Watcher made Fang Zhou gasp in shock. Could it be trying to gather all the monsters within Fran Fortress to wage war once again against the heroic spirits outside?

Soon, Fang Zhou’s suspicion was confirmed. A large number of spectral soldiers began gathering inside the fortress’s gates, mixed with a variety of monsters.

If viewed from above, one could see the entire fortress’s monsters swarming towards this area, like rivers converging into a sea.

Fang Zhou quickly turned to the Flame King and asked, “Is it okay?”

He was worried that the overwhelming presence might cause the Flame King to retreat on the spot.

Although the number of heroic spirits on the battlefield was larger, they were, strictly speaking, just some indistinct ghosts. Whether they could defeat the ferocious monsters in the fortress was uncertain.

Under a soul conversation, each side could sense the other’s thoughts and feelings.

The Flame King didn’t express anger, but instead responded to Fang Zhou’s concerns with a single sentence.

“We have died once, so why fear death?”

She stepped forward and grasped the holy sword embedded in the ground.

At the moment she held the holy sword, flames suddenly rose from its blade, forming a circle of scarlet fire that coiled up her arm, swiftly reaching her shoulder and spreading throughout her body.

The areas touched by the fire circle instantly appeared corporeal, and her tattered clothes and armor were restored to their original state.

When the fire circle dissipated, the Flame King had transformed from a green semi-translucent figure into a solid entity.

She wore armor with a red base and white and flame patterns, a blood-red cloak, with golden hair coiled at the nape of her neck, a face of dignified beauty, and green eyes sharp as blades.

Fang Zhou was instantly captivated by this grand entrance, with only one thought in mind–Cool!

The Flame King raised the holy sword high, blazing flames poured forth from the sword, casting dazzling light and dispelling the battlefield’s darkness.

“Warriors, the moment for revenge has come, defend the light, eradicate evil!”

The Flame King shouted to the battlefield in the language of this world, which Fang Zhou understood through the soul conversation.

The heroic spirits across the battlefield raised their weapons, responding thunderously, with earth-shaking roars.

“Defend the light, eradicate evil!”

“Revenge!”

“Revenge!”

Fang Zhou was startled; these heroic spirits, previously silent, were now bellowing loudly.

The voice of countless heroic spirits converged into waves upon waves, like thunder, shaking the entire Black Soul Mountain.

The scene before him deeply moved Fang Zhou, making him suddenly feel ashamed of his earlier thoughts.

This group, who died heroically on the battlefield without retreat and transformed into heroic spirits after death, how could they fear?

“Then I leave it to you.”

Fang Zhou left a sentence to the Flame King and, disregarding her response, swiftly slipped into the gourd.

The Flame King glanced at the gourd, then her gaze returned to the Abyss Watcher.

The Abyss Watcher silently observed the tremendous display outside.

The Flame King wanted to seize this chance for revenge, and the Abyss Watcher equally wished to use these persistent fellows as fuel for the Soul Fire.

Moreover, with the Flame King’s mysterious power restoration, to prevent her from annihilating the monsters of Lorric City and Cold Valley, the Abyss Watcher must stop her here.

Both sides were determined to succeed in one fell swoop, so war was inevitable.

Inside Fran Fortress, the monsters, upon the Abyss Watcher’s command, were already at the gates, and the square used for gathering troops was full, with more monsters hurrying here.

The Abyss Watcher, however, could not wait. It swung the black greatsword down, the fortress gates flung wide open, and the monster legion swarmed out like water breaching a dam.

If halted while they were halfway out of the city, it would create an advantage, but the Flame King’s aim wasn’t merely to drive the monsters back, but to annihilate them entirely.

So with the heroic spirits unable to enter the city, letting them come out fully was the only option.

But the heroic spirits didn’t just watch; various levels of commanders began restructuring the forces into formations according to memories of their lives.

Both sides prepared for battle. Compared to the chaotic and crowded monster legion, the heroic spirits’ side appeared much more professional, with formations quickly arranged, each soldier taking their position.

Tightly knit phalanxes stood on the battlefield, exuding a murderous aura that seemed to freeze the air.

As a large number of monsters moved outside the fortress, the Abyss Watcher also slowly flew out.

It held high its black greatsword, wrapped in a tide of black light, its menacing aura soared, turning into a dark cloud hovering high, casting the world into shadow.

The black cloud created by the Abyss Watcher gradually covered the battlefield’s skies, and suddenly, black rain started falling, turning the entire battlefield into a sodden land.

There were subtle disturbances among the heroic spirits’ formations, which reminded many of them of the world-ending moment.

The falling black rain carried poisons and negative effects, seeding fear and timidity, polluting the heroic spirits’ bodies and souls.

The next moment, thunder suddenly rolled from the battlefield’s highest point.

The Flame King also raised the holy sword, red flames surged skyward with the thunder, like the rising sun, piercing the darkness, driving away the black cloud over the heroic spirits.

The black rain vanished, and warm firelight illuminated the ground, clearing all negative effects from the heroic spirits.

The soaring flames formed fiery clouds, entwining with the dark clouds, burning, devouring.

“Hmph!”

The Abyss Watcher let out a cold snort, as if signaling the start of the battle.

Countless monsters roared, charging downwards toward the heroic spirits’ formations, appearing like a black flood from a distance.

“Woo woo woo…”

A desolate horn sounded, the front row of heroic spirits raised their shields. They were well-trained, maintaining their formation without waver, creating an impenetrable wall of shields.

“Loose arrows”

With a command from the general, bowstrings twanged, and endless arrows flew from the heroic spirits’ formations, forming a green curtain of arrows arcing across the sky and landing among the monster legion.

Instantly, small gaps appeared in the dense cluster of monsters, many charging monsters were shot down and trampled into pulp by those following.

Despite many monsters being shot down, it was insignificant for the vast number of monsters, who continued to swarm forward without pause.

The distance between both sides closed rapidly, and the black tide finally clashed with the green iron wall.

The monsters in the vanguard and the heroic spirits in the front line were pulverized by this terrifying wave in an instant.