Chapter 712 Tomorrow's A Hope, Never A Promise
Archer used his claws to tear apart the last giants before returning to his army's circle and transforming into his human form. He started watching the ongoing battle and soon spotted some of his girls unleashing waves of magic over the soldier's heads.
The spells slammed into the Mutants and Ghouls, instantly taking them out in a wave of chaotic Mana. But the remaining creatures slammed into the Legionnaire's shieldwall, pushing them back.
That's when the Drakeguards behind started using large beast spears to shoot between the shields and skew them before pulling back and attacking again, but the Ghouls behind did something that shocked them.
Archer watched as they started moving on all fours, which creeped out everyone. The sight of the Ghouls on all fours disturbed him deeply, and their newfound agility was unsettling. They scuttled like grotesque humanoid spiders, their movements jagged and accompanied by eerie growls.
Their sickly skin and lifeless eyes intensified the unnatural horror of the scene, alarming even Archer, 'Creepy as hell. Why do these creatures resemble something from a horror movie?' He thought.
Everyone noticed the creature's appearance, which sent chills down the soldier's spines. However, when they heard their commanders scream words of encouragement, they steeled their hearts as more shields appeared above them.
The creatures jumped over the wall, only to slam into a wall of the Dragonblood spears and swords, which quickly killed them with a few swipes and stabs. Archer was proud as he noticed the soldiers weren't panicking but holding firm against the incoming horde.
Archer continued to watch over the battlefield but soon spotted his girls unleashing torrents of magic over the soldier's heads, effectively thinning the monstrous horde's ranks. He witnessed Leira's thunder magic raining down chaos as the dark sky lit up.
Thunderbolts struck a large troll-looking mutant and instantly burned it before she sent a dozen Fireballs into the horde. Her luscious purple hair floated behind her as she continued casting magic.
With a wave of her hand and a quick chant, a lightning surge radiated from her body, wiping out some mutants pushing against the shieldwall. Archer was amazed by her power and magic, which was aiding his soldiers.
His gaze found Llyniel mumbling something as a wave of earth shot out of nowhere and killed a dozen Ghouls. She stepped toward the soldiers and sent hundreds of Earth Blasts, piercing the Ratling's bodies.
The wood elf used her natural magic to produce vines that snaked up from the ground and entangled the mutated trolls before dragging them to the ground, allowing the Dragon Legionnaires to swarm over it.
Next, he noticed Halime was sending out Poison Blasts that burned through the Ratlings' shoddy armor, melting their bones into sludge. Her yellow snake eyes glowed as she hissed before swinging her arm.
Nothing happened at first, but then a wave of poison mana appeared out of nowhere and washed over the Ghouls. Their pain-filled howls were heard all over the battlefield, but even with that attack, more creatures took their place.
As the three were doing this, the soldiers took advantage of their help and rushed to rescue as many people as possible. When survivors got closer, they opened holes in the shieldwall, allowing them through, but some of the Ratlings managed to sneak in when that happened.
Fights broke out as the Dragonblook Knights stepped forward and crushed the sneaky creatures as they intercepted them. Archer nodded as he saw them dealing with the enemy while the shieldwall held.
That's when his gaze found Ella shooting explosive arrows into the packed ranks of Mutants. Her arrows shook the ground and sent the creatures flying as she repeatedly fired without stopping.
When Ella would stop, she sent waves of Earth Blasts into the horde, thinning the ranks using sharp stones that pierced their bodies with ease. Archer noticed her hair was tied into a ponytail while her leather armor clung to her slender frame.
After scanning the creatures on the ground, Archer turned to the airborne creatures Aurelia was fighting and examined them alongside the others. One was a strong bat with tough claws and razor-sharp fangs capable of tearing through the strongest armor.
The Skywings, on the other hand, resembled deformed eagles. Their feathers were tinted in black and dark green hues and bore visible marks of the torment inflicted upon them by the Swarm's dark mages.
[Mutated Shadowfangs]
[Rank: D]
[Mutated Skywings]
[Rank: A]
'They ain't too strong, and we should be able to eradicate them with some work,' Archer mused.
At that moment, his attention was drawn to Teuila and Nala, who surged into the midst of the creature horde like a whirlwind. Their blades cleaved through the monsters, working in tandem to dispatch dozens of foes and aid a group of Magic Knights.
Teuila seamlessly melded her honed swordsmanship with her Aquarian magic, uttering incantations that fueled her strikes. With a swift flurry of spells, she unleashed formidable slashes, cleaving through the advancing creatures with devastating force.
The monsters howled in agony as her blades effortlessly sliced through their ranks. She also easily deflected many attacks. After watching the blue-haired girl's prowess, Archer turned to his lioness, who was covering Teuila.
Nala appeared behind her and sent several Mana slashes at a group of Skywings that swooped down on them. She dodged the creature's talons before cutting one in half as she targeted another.
Archer's relief at the girl's strength was short-lived. He noticed a part of his army's defensive circle faltering. Without hesitation, he dashed towards the weakened section, rallying the soldiers who were dying to the relentless onslaught of the creatures' claws and fangs.
"Listen to me, warriors of Draconia!" he shouted, his words carrying across the chaos. "Embrace death as you would life! The only true death is to never live!"
His eyes blazed with zeal as he continued, "We are the bulwark against the evil that threatens our world. We stand as guardians against the Swarm's darkness!"
He paced before them, his voice resonating with conviction. "Those who run from death find only stagnation in life. They seek to evade the unavoidable, only to meet it sooner than they expect."
Archer's gaze swept over his soldiers, his tone unwavering. "Death will come for us all, but to liveâto truly liveâis a beautiful defiance against the darkness that surrounds us. Tomorrow's a hope, never a promise. So fight for that life so your children can live free and happy!''
The weary but resolute soldiers nodded in agreement, Archer's words bolstering their spirits. They tightened their grip on their weapons with renewed determination and fought back against the creatures.
[Please let me know if you spot any mistakes, and I will edit them. Thank you]