Chapter 873: Fighting off the Ambushers: Reign’s Full Power
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Chapter 873 Fighting off the Ambushers: Reign's Full Power
The sudden realization of being surrounded sent a jolt of urgency through the group. Athlaston, with a quick assessment of the situation, shouted orders to his men. They hastily shifted into defensive positions, forming a protective circle with Reign and Athlaston at the center.
The enemy forces, having regrouped and located the team, closed in from all sides. The darkness seemed to come alive with the glint of weapons and the ominous presence of hostile magic. Reign's senses were on high alert, his eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of movement.
The battle that ensued was intense and unforgiving. The Elais Kingdom forces, determined to avenge their fallen comrades and kill the forces of the Irason Kingdom, unleashed a relentless assault. The clash of steel, the crackling of spells, and the cries of warriors echoed in the night. n--0velb1n
Reign moved with calculated precision, his lightning-infused attacks fending off multiple adversaries. Athlaston, despite the chaos, displayed tactical prowess, directing his men to counter the onslaught. The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the ground became a battlefield stained with the struggles of both sides.
As the battle raged on, casualties mounted on both ends. The Irason Kingdom forces fought valiantly, but the sheer numbers, strength, and relentless assault of the Elais Kingdom presented an overwhelming challenge. The group, initially in a position of strength, found themselves gradually pushed back.
Aethion's voice resonated in Reign's mind, offering guidance and encouragement amidst the chaos. "Hold your ground, Reign, don't go all out yet. We can't let them break through. Athlaston's tactical prowess is crucial, and your strength can be used to turn the tide at the right moment. Weather the storm, my friend."
Reign nodded inwardly, determined to see this battle through. The enemy forces, recognizing Reign as a formidable adversary, focused their efforts on him. He became akin to a lightning rod, drawing their attention while Athlaston's men fought fiercely to protect their flanks.
As the minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, the intensity of the battle took its toll. Irason Kingdom soldiers fell, their sacrifices marking the harsh reality of warfare. Athlaston himself bore the weight of leadership, fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with his men.
Amidst the chaos, Reign detected a shift in the enemy's strategy. A small group of elite warriors, all of them powerful Tier V combatants who were at least high-grade Tier Vs, moved with calculated precision, aiming for a coordinated strike. Reign realized that this was a critical moment, and decisive action was needed.
"It should be fine, go crazy," Aethion said as the mark that Zeus had given Reign shone brightly.
His lightning exploded forward, and over 20 men were electrocuted immediately, their bodies convulsing in pain as their skin charred from it.
Reign moved incredibly quickly, holding nothing back as he arrived in front of the team of Tier Vs. His lightning was on full display, and his soul power activated as the Tier Vs showed painful expressions on their faces, while the weaker ones around them started dropping dead thanks to the immense damage to their souls.
The realization that the internal threat remained lingered in the air. Athlaston, despite the recent victory, understood the need for caution. The Irason Kingdom forces, though victorious in battle, were now faced with the delicate task of identifying and eliminating the infiltrators within their ranks.
Athlaston, still recovering from the exertion, joined Reign in addressing the soldiers. "We need to secure the area and conduct thorough investigations. I have a feeling this won't be the last attempt to destabilize the Irason Kingdom. We need to be vigilant and united."
The soldiers, their spirits bolstered by the recent victory, nodded in agreement. Athlaston, turning to Reign, expressed his gratitude once more. "Reign, you've proven yourself not just as an ally but as a true friend to the Irason Kingdom. We'll stand together against any threat, internal or external."
"Yes, none will dare question your allegiance later." Istamaros, the same council member who played the role of the bad guy who was not fully loyal to the king when Reign first met them, said from the side as he walked over as well.
He was a mage, and he was of great help as his strength was of the low-grade Tier V realm. With his long-range attacks, he was able to deal significant damage to the enemy as they were attacking them.
But even he, who was shielded by many warriors in the middle of the formation, did not escape unscathed.
His arm was broken thanks to an attack by a low-grade Tier V warrior who managed to get close to him at one point. Had it not been for Athlaston who quickly intervened, he would have fared much worse in that exchange.
As the group began the task of securing the area and tending to the wounded, a contingent of Irason Kingdom officials arrived on the scene. Among them was the leader of the council, the seasoned warrior who had addressed the outpost earlier.
"We heard of the ambush and the subsequent battle. You have our deepest gratitude, Reign. Your intervention saved us from a dire situation," the temporary council leader was placed while Athlaston and Istamaros, who was the council leader of this area, acknowledged.
"The prisoners back at the outpost?" Reign asked as the man nodded with a smile.
"We were attacked indeed, but the enemy force was not as powerful as we feared it would be, it seems that they placed all of their strength here."
"Luckily for us, you were able to defend against them and survive."
"The outpost is secure, as are the prisoners."
"We have already transported them back to the city, where they will be interrogated, and the traitors put on trial for all the citizens to see."
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Chapter 873 Fighting off the Ambushers: Reign's Full Power
The sudden realization of being surrounded sent a jolt of urgency through the group. Athlaston, with a quick assessment of the situation, shouted orders to his men. They hastily shifted into defensive positions, forming a protective circle with Reign and Athlaston at the center.
The enemy forces, having regrouped and located the team, closed in from all sides. The darkness seemed to come alive with the glint of weapons and the ominous presence of hostile magic. Reign's senses were on high alert, his eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of movement.
The battle that ensued was intense and unforgiving. The Elais Kingdom forces, determined to avenge their fallen comrades and kill the forces of the Irason Kingdom, unleashed a relentless assault. The clash of steel, the crackling of spells, and the cries of warriors echoed in the night. n--0velb1n
Reign moved with calculated precision, his lightning-infused attacks fending off multiple adversaries. Athlaston, despite the chaos, displayed tactical prowess, directing his men to counter the onslaught. The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the ground became a battlefield stained with the struggles of both sides.
As the battle raged on, casualties mounted on both ends. The Irason Kingdom forces fought valiantly, but the sheer numbers, strength, and relentless assault of the Elais Kingdom presented an overwhelming challenge. The group, initially in a position of strength, found themselves gradually pushed back.
Aethion's voice resonated in Reign's mind, offering guidance and encouragement amidst the chaos. "Hold your ground, Reign, don't go all out yet. We can't let them break through. Athlaston's tactical prowess is crucial, and your strength can be used to turn the tide at the right moment. Weather the storm, my friend."
Reign nodded inwardly, determined to see this battle through. The enemy forces, recognizing Reign as a formidable adversary, focused their efforts on him. He became akin to a lightning rod, drawing their attention while Athlaston's men fought fiercely to protect their flanks.
As the minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, the intensity of the battle took its toll. Irason Kingdom soldiers fell, their sacrifices marking the harsh reality of warfare. Athlaston himself bore the weight of leadership, fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with his men.
Amidst the chaos, Reign detected a shift in the enemy's strategy. A small group of elite warriors, all of them powerful Tier V combatants who were at least high-grade Tier Vs, moved with calculated precision, aiming for a coordinated strike. Reign realized that this was a critical moment, and decisive action was needed.
"It should be fine, go crazy," Aethion said as the mark that Zeus had given Reign shone brightly.
His lightning exploded forward, and over 20 men were electrocuted immediately, their bodies convulsing in pain as their skin charred from it.
Reign moved incredibly quickly, holding nothing back as he arrived in front of the team of Tier Vs. His lightning was on full display, and his soul power activated as the Tier Vs showed painful expressions on their faces, while the weaker ones around them started dropping dead thanks to the immense damage to their souls.
The realization that the internal threat remained lingered in the air. Athlaston, despite the recent victory, understood the need for caution. The Irason Kingdom forces, though victorious in battle, were now faced with the delicate task of identifying and eliminating the infiltrators within their ranks.
Athlaston, still recovering from the exertion, joined Reign in addressing the soldiers. "We need to secure the area and conduct thorough investigations. I have a feeling this won't be the last attempt to destabilize the Irason Kingdom. We need to be vigilant and united."
The soldiers, their spirits bolstered by the recent victory, nodded in agreement. Athlaston, turning to Reign, expressed his gratitude once more. "Reign, you've proven yourself not just as an ally but as a true friend to the Irason Kingdom. We'll stand together against any threat, internal or external."
"Yes, none will dare question your allegiance later." Istamaros, the same council member who played the role of the bad guy who was not fully loyal to the king when Reign first met them, said from the side as he walked over as well.
He was a mage, and he was of great help as his strength was of the low-grade Tier V realm. With his long-range attacks, he was able to deal significant damage to the enemy as they were attacking them.
But even he, who was shielded by many warriors in the middle of the formation, did not escape unscathed.
His arm was broken thanks to an attack by a low-grade Tier V warrior who managed to get close to him at one point. Had it not been for Athlaston who quickly intervened, he would have fared much worse in that exchange.
As the group began the task of securing the area and tending to the wounded, a contingent of Irason Kingdom officials arrived on the scene. Among them was the leader of the council, the seasoned warrior who had addressed the outpost earlier.
"We heard of the ambush and the subsequent battle. You have our deepest gratitude, Reign. Your intervention saved us from a dire situation," the temporary council leader was placed while Athlaston and Istamaros, who was the council leader of this area, acknowledged.
"The prisoners back at the outpost?" Reign asked as the man nodded with a smile.
"We were attacked indeed, but the enemy force was not as powerful as we feared it would be, it seems that they placed all of their strength here."
"Luckily for us, you were able to defend against them and survive."
"The outpost is secure, as are the prisoners."
"We have already transported them back to the city, where they will be interrogated, and the traitors put on trial for all the citizens to see."
Chapter 873 Fighting off the Ambushers: Reign's Full Power The sudden realization of being surrounded sent a jolt of urgency through the group. Athlaston, with a quick assessment of the situation, shouted orders to his men. They hastily shifted into defensive positions, forming a protective circle with Reign and Athlaston at the center. The enemy forces, having regrouped and located the team, closed in from all sides. The darkness seemed to come alive with the glint of weapons and the ominous presence of hostile magic. Reign's senses were on high alert, his eyes scanning the shadows for any signs of movement. The battle that ensued was intense and unforgiving. The Elais Kingdom forces, determined to avenge their fallen comrades and kill the forces of the Irason Kingdom, unleashed a relentless assault. The clash of steel, the crackling of spells, and the cries of warriors echoed in the night. n--0velb1nReign moved with calculated precision, his lightning-infused attacks fending off multiple adversaries. Athlaston, despite the chaos, displayed tactical prowess, directing his men to counter the onslaught. The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the ground became a battlefield stained with the struggles of both sides. As the battle raged on, casualties mounted on both ends. The Irason Kingdom forces fought valiantly, but the sheer numbers, strength, and relentless assault of the Elais Kingdom presented an overwhelming challenge. The group, initially in a position of strength, found themselves gradually pushed back. Aethion's voice resonated in Reign's mind, offering guidance and encouragement amidst the chaos. "Hold your ground, Reign, don't go all out yet. We can't let them break through. Athlaston's tactical prowess is crucial, and your strength can be used to turn the tide at the right moment. Weather the storm, my friend." Reign nodded inwardly, determined to see this battle through. The enemy forces, recognizing Reign as a formidable adversary, focused their efforts on him. He became akin to a lightning rod, drawing their attention while Athlaston's men fought fiercely to protect their flanks. As the minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, the intensity of the battle took its toll. Irason Kingdom soldiers fell, their sacrifices marking the harsh reality of warfare. Athlaston himself bore the weight of leadership, fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with his men. Amidst the chaos, Reign detected a shift in the enemy's strategy. A small group of elite warriors, all of them powerful Tier V combatants who were at least high-grade Tier Vs, moved with calculated precision, aiming for a coordinated strike. Reign realized that this was a critical moment, and decisive action was needed. "It should be fine, go crazy," Aethion said as the mark that Zeus had given Reign shone brightly. His lightning exploded forward, and over 20 men were electrocuted immediately, their bodies convulsing in pain as their skin charred from it. Reign moved incredibly quickly, holding nothing back as he arrived in front of the team of Tier Vs. His lightning was on full display, and his soul power activated as the Tier Vs showed painful expressions on their faces, while the weaker ones around them started dropping dead thanks to the immense damage to their souls. The realization that the internal threat remained lingered in the air. Athlaston, despite the recent victory, understood the need for caution. The Irason Kingdom forces, though victorious in battle, were now faced with the delicate task of identifying and eliminating the infiltrators within their ranks. Athlaston, still recovering from the exertion, joined Reign in addressing the soldiers. "We need to secure the area and conduct thorough investigations. I have a feeling this won't be the last attempt to destabilize the Irason Kingdom. We need to be vigilant and united." The soldiers, their spirits bolstered by the recent victory, nodded in agreement. Athlaston, turning to Reign, expressed his gratitude once more. "Reign, you've proven yourself not just as an ally but as a true friend to the Irason Kingdom. We'll stand together against any threat, internal or external." "Yes, none will dare question your allegiance later." Istamaros, the same council member who played the role of the bad guy who was not fully loyal to the king when Reign first met them, said from the side as he walked over as well. He was a mage, and he was of great help as his strength was of the low-grade Tier V realm. With his long-range attacks, he was able to deal significant damage to the enemy as they were attacking them. But even he, who was shielded by many warriors in the middle of the formation, did not escape unscathed. His arm was broken thanks to an attack by a low-grade Tier V warrior who managed to get close to him at one point. Had it not been for Athlaston who quickly intervened, he would have fared much worse in that exchange. As the group began the task of securing the area and tending to the wounded, a contingent of Irason Kingdom officials arrived on the scene. Among them was the leader of the council, the seasoned warrior who had addressed the outpost earlier. "We heard of the ambush and the subsequent battle. You have our deepest gratitude, Reign. Your intervention saved us from a dire situation," the temporary council leader was placed while Athlaston and Istamaros, who was the council leader of this area, acknowledged. "The prisoners back at the outpost?" Reign asked as the man nodded with a smile. "We were attacked indeed, but the enemy force was not as powerful as we feared it would be, it seems that they placed all of their strength here." "Luckily for us, you were able to defend against them and survive." "The outpost is secure, as are the prisoners." "We have already transported them back to the city, where they will be interrogated, and the traitors put on trial for all the citizens to see."
