A Journey That Changed The World

Chapter 398 Scar

Archer flew for hours while he attacked castles, cities, and armies he saw along the way. He collected hundreds of hearts from the Frostfallen soldiers.

He finally came across some Icehavenian soldiers who were burned to nothing after he ate the souls of all the commanders.

After doing all that he figured out the northern region. But they were preoccupied with their own battles with the wild kingdoms at the tip of Pluoria.

The Frostfallen Kingdom was to the north-west while the Icehaven Kingdom was to the north-east.

Nordvania and Snowshade stood as the twin pillars of power in Northern Pluoria and were neutral in the war.

The two kingdoms were linked to the empire through the vast expanse of the Shadowflow River, coursing from the northernmost tip down to the Crownlands.

This river served as a crucial trade route, facilitating commerce and the movement of people between these realms.

The river’s ample size ensured safe travels as they passed through Frostholm, an abandoned city that was once prosperous.

Sitting at the very edge of the northern border, the Sabat Kingdom maintained a formidable presence between the Frostfallen and Icehaven Kingdoms.

Their strong alliance with the empire was a vital cornerstone of the region’s political stability and military strength.

Archer had gleaned this information by employing the Soul Eater on numerous commanders and minor nobles.

However, his curiosity about Frostholm City nagged at him, and he harbored a desire to visit it someday.

Nevertheless, he pushed the thought aside and continued his flight toward Frosthaven City before he arrived in a bustling city that appeared to be preparing for someone’s arrival.

Archer wondered who they were waiting for but shrugged as he flew over the city walls avoiding all the soldiers who were guarding the walls.

Once he was inside he embarked on a search for the Frostfallen Bank, which he swiftly located. 𝘳𝑎.𝒸ℴ

He descended to the snowy streets and noticed no one was around. Archer walked over to the entrance and was stopped by two humans.

Before they could question him he cast Soul Sunder on the pair causing them to drop to the ground like lifeless mannequins.

As Archer entered the bank, he was greeted by a breathtaking display of opulence and grandeur.

The bank was a testament to the opulence of the northern kingdoms, its interiors adorned with intricate woodwork and shining marble floors.

Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, golden glow that accentuated the air of wealth and sophistication.

The customers bustled about, engaging in financial transactions, the sound of coins and parchment filling the air.

For a brief moment, Archer couldn’t help but appreciate the scene. The atmosphere was a testament to the prosperity of the northern kingdoms.

However, his appreciation was short-lived. A sly grin tugged at the corners of his lips as he opened a portal to the domain.

He summoned a group of Nightmare Tigers. These formidable feline creatures walked through the portal.

Gasps of astonishment filled the bank as the creatures emerged. Archer, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, surveyed the room, taking in the stunned faces.

Before anyone could do anything Archer ordered the Nightmare Tigers to kill all the soldiers and leave the customers alone.

After giving them his orders they rushed and seconds later he heard roars and screams of the Frostfallen soldiers.

As that was happening the Alpha approached him and nudged his body with its large head causing Archer to stroke the large tiger.

But instead of walking, he wanted a mount so he jumped on the Nightmare Tiger’s back which caught the beast off guard.

The tiger’s gaze fixed upon Archer, who wore a grin of approval while contemplating a name for the majestic beast.

Eventually, he addressed the creature, saying, “I shall name you Scar. It suits you well.”

The Nightmare Tigher shone a little bit before letting out a roar. Archer chuckled as he pointed at a man standing behind a counter who looked to be a manager.

Scar strolled over to him as Archer spoke. ”Human. Show me and my friend to the vaults, or you shall be his dinner.”

The bank manager was sweating so severely when Scar got in his face and growled causing the man to quickly lead Archer to the vaults.

Archer noticed the man was standing by a small door and realized the tiger wouldn’t fit so decided to leave him upstairs.

He had to get off the tiger’s back before speaking. ”Stay here, Scar. I will be back soon.”

The large tiger nodded its head before slumping down. Archer saw this and gave the beast a belly rub.

When the manager saw this, he didn’t know what to think but chose to stay quiet and think of his wife’s cooking.

Archer ceased his pampering of the fluffy tiger and descended the staircase until they reached a metal door guarded by the bank manager.

With a turn of the key, the door swung open, revealing a spacious chamber with ten vault doors, five on each side.

Stepping confidently into the room, Archer’s keen senses detected the subtle activation of numerous protective spells.

A smile graced his lips as he harnessed his Anti-Magic skill, nullifying the spells easily. In response, he swiftly cast Null Void, sealing off all magical energies within the room.

The result was that the once-secure vault doors were now nothing more than inert lumps of metal, their magical defenses rendered useless.

Archer walked over to the first door and used his claws to grab it. He easily ripped it off its hinges and tossed it behind him as he looked in.

Before him lay a vast chamber filled with boundless wealth. Mountains of gleaming gold coins glinted in the light, forming mounds that seemed to stretch endlessly.

Precious gemstones sparkled in their settings, and rows of ornate chests, each brimming with priceless treasures, adorned the chamber.

Archer couldn’t help but marvel at the staggering wealth before him. He stepped into the vault and stored it in his Item Box.

He did the same with the other nine vaults and completely emptied them. After he was done, he took out a red gem and threw it to the bank manager.

The manager was confused but Archer spoke. ”Go to the Avalon Empire. You and your family will live a better life there.”

After speaking he started walking up the stairs until he saw Scar relaxing there, licking his paw that was covered in blood.

Archer saw a soldier’s body lying there and chuckled before stroking the big cat who started purring.

Once he was done pampering the big cat he ordered it to get up before jumping on its back and letting out an earthshaking roar that shook the bank.

Upon hearing this, all the Nightmare Tigers began converging toward him. Archer patiently waited for a short while until several dozen tigers materialized in front of him.

He ordered them to follow him as he rushed out of the bank on the back of Scar and made his way to the castle while taking out any guards they saw.

Soon the Frostfallen Palace came into view as the Tigers climbed up the wall and took out the soldiers on top.

Once they were all on the wall Archer looked around and sensed hundreds of soldiers converging on him.

Archer grinned before opening up a portal to summon some Nightmare Ant Assassins and ordered them to attack the incoming soldiers.

The ants rushed off and hid away as the tigers did the same thing. Archer got off Scar’s back and Blink to a nearby roof.

Once they were all set up in time for the Frostfallen soldiers poured into the courtyard and started looking around.

Archer issued the command that prompted the simultaneous assault of both the Ant Assassins and Tigers.

The Assassin Ants, their sleek and shadowy forms blending seamlessly with the canopy, moved with uncanny precision.

Their razor-sharp mandibles sliced through armor and flesh alike, leaving devastation in their wake.

Swift and deadly, the ants left no room for the Frostfallen soldiers to mount an effective defense.

Below, the Nightmare Tigers prowled with a menacing grace. Their obsidian fur seemed to absorb the very light, rendering them nearly invisible to their prey.

With silent, predatory precision, they struck, their fangs finding purchase in the ranks of Frostfallen soldiers.

Panic and terror rippled through the enemy forces as the enigmatic creatures struck and retreated into the shadows.

The Nightmare Assassin Ants, with their sleek, shadowy forms, swarmed their prey with ruthless precision.

Their razor-sharp mandibles sliced through armor and flesh, leaving no room for defense.

The soldiers’ desperate cries of agony filled the air, but their efforts to repel the relentless assault proved futile.

Simultaneously, the Nightmare Tigers prowled the battlefield like living shadows. Their sleek, obsidian fur rendered them nearly invisible as they struck with deadly intent.

The enemy forces were overwhelmed by the beasts’ predatory grace, their ranks were left shattered.

Swift and merciless, a clash unfolded, with soldiers unable to withstand the coordinated onslaught of the Nightmarish creatures.

The battlefield transformed into a haunting picture of chaos and despair, with soldiers falling one by one.

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