Chapter 466 - 304: Taking Stock of the Legion, Active Offensive

Chapter 466: Chapter 304: Taking Stock of the Legion, Active Offensive

The notification from the Divine Domain Connection Pod finally chimed, and the invisible barrier vanished.

[Notification: Preparation time has ended. The three-way free-for-all virtual divine battle will now commence!]

[Notification: This virtual divine battle will last for seven days. It can be concluded early if all three parties agree.]

When the Elf Scouts confirmed that the invisible barrier blanketing the edge of the Divine Realm had disappeared, the report reached Pioneer Corps Commander Eric.

He immediately mounted his Pegasus, raised his Top Level Semi-Divine Artifact, the Jade Giant Sword, and pointed its blade toward the northeast of the Divine Realm.

"Vanguard Corps, charge with me!"

Behind him, the Blood Elf Berserkers let out a series of low, muffled roars.

The Elf Griffin Cavalry Corps took to the skies.

The Moon Shadow Hunter Cavalry Corps, riding their Moon Shadow Leopards, became a silver torrent that flowed into the forest ahead.

Bringing up the rear, the Goblin Mage Corps, under the command of Goblin General Gandar, let out a mechanical roar!

...

And so, the ten thousand hand-picked soldiers of the Vanguard Corps charged into the Temperate Forest like a drawn sword!

In the northeast, at the edge of the Neutral Area, the Icefield Mammoth Clan Army and their support, the Icefield Wolfman Clan Army, sent by Tuoba Yu, were trudging with difficulty through the Temperate Forest.

The temperate forest was merely uncomfortably hot for the Icefield Wolfman Clan Army, but it didn’t impede their movement.

But for the Icefield Mammoth Clan Army, not only did the tall trees obstruct their massive bodies, but the ground—which was sometimes rotting like a swamp and sometimes a tangle of roots—made them stumble and falter.

To make matters worse, the warm, humid air made these clan members, who had lived on the icefields their entire lives, feel deeply uncomfortable.

Within the army, the Icefield Mammoths carrying heavy loads grew restless, snorting constantly.

Their once-white fur was now stained with mud and leaves, making them look quite pathetic.

The Icefield Mammoth-man vanguard was led by an Icefield Mammoth Chief who had reached the Ninth Level.

Another Ninth-Level Icefield Mammoth Chief was positioned in the center of the army, apparently in charge of command and logistics.

SWING, SWING, CRACK!

It was the sound of trees falling.

At a glance, the Icefield Wolfman Clan was responsible for chopping down medium-sized trees, while the massive Icefield Mammoth-men swung their iron axes to fell the large ones.

The vanguard forces of the two clans worked in concert, trying to clear a path through the forest wide enough for the Icefield Mammoth-men to pass through quickly.

"Hurry up, faster!"

"Stop dawdling!"

"The God of Ice and Storm is watching us from the sky right now!" the Icefield Mammoth Chief leading the way at the front shouted.

At the same time, he swung his own trunk, uprooting a large tree that blocked his path.

Evening eventually came, and as dusk fell, the sky across the world of the virtual divine battle began to darken.

The Icefield Mammoth Chief in the center, who was commanding the army’s advance, looked up at the sky and prepared to order the entire Clan Corps to halt and find a place to rest.

Thus, an Icefield Werewolf scout party was dispatched.

However, dozens of minutes passed, and not a single one of the Icefield Werewolf scouts who had been sent out first returned.

This was highly unusual.

It instantly drew the attention of the Ninth-Level Icefield Mammoth Chief clearing the path at the very front. The Chief, already agitated by the environment, grew even more irritable.

But when he thought of the Divine Being they worshipped and the Oracle delivered before they set out on the expedition, the agitated Icefield Mammoth Chief managed to restrain himself.

He didn’t charge out to search for the missing Icefield Werewolf scouts. Instead, he fell back to the center of the army to find the other Ninth-Level Icefield Mammoth Chief and discuss the situation.

Hearing what the vanguard Chief had to say, the central Icefield Mammoth Chief also grew vigilant.

Then, as if remembering something, he glanced at their surroundings, sniffed the air with his thick trunk, and raised his weapon, as if only it could give him a sense of security.

Only then did he speak, "Now that you mention it, I do sense that something isn’t right."

"This forest is too quiet!"

"I haven’t heard a single bird or beast."

"You have to understand, even on the icefields, it’s impossible not to see any sign of animal life!"

The words had barely left the Icefield Mammoth Chief’s mouth.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A sharp whistling erupted from the shadows of the forest. It wasn’t the sound of one or two arrows piercing the air, but the sound of hundreds, even thousands, of arrows flying from all directions!

Arrows inscribed with sharp Magic Runes rained down like a sudden squall, shooting out from the dense canopy and thick bushes!

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

The sound of arrows sinking into flesh rang out in a chorus!

The arrows fired by the Elf Archers first targeted those on the periphery: the Icefield Wolfman Clan, who looked easier to deal with based on size alone.

The arrows viciously targeted the Icefield Werewolves’ eyes, heads, and hearts.

"AWOOO—!"

"My eyes!"

"My...!"

"Ambush! Take cover!"

Screams of pain and furious roars instantly shattered the tranquility of the Neutral Area!

Hundreds of members of the Icefield Wolfman Clan on the outermost perimeter fell swiftly. Most didn’t even make a sound.

Only the few Icefield Werewolves who were struck but not killed instantly were able to scream.

Compared to the Icefield Wolfman Clan, the Icefield Mammoth-men suffered far fewer casualties.

Under Pioneer Corps Commander Eric’s orders, the first volley was aimed primarily at killing the members of the Icefield Wolfman Clan, who were more agile in the forest. As for the Icefield Mammoth-men, he had other ways of dealing with them.

Therefore, the Icefield Mammoth-men on the outer layer reacted immediately after a very small number of their comrades fell.

"Enemy attack! Shields up! Form ranks!" the Ninth-Level Icefield Mammoth Chief who had been clearing the path shouted immediately.

As he shouted, he picked up a shield from a fallen Icefield Mammoth-man to block the incoming arrows.

After taking defensive action, the Icefield Mammoth-men in the front rank immediately prepared to counterattack.

"It’s those damned Elf Archers!"

"They’re hiding in the trees over there!"

"Charge! Kill them!"

As the Icefield Werewolves in the front spotted the Elf Archers and relayed their positions, the Icefield Mammoth-men in the rear immediately launched a counterattack.

However, by the time the Icefield Mammoth-men and Icefield Werewolves reached the Elf Archers’ position, they found it completely empty.

The Elf Archers, relying on their familiarity with the forest and their nimble bodies, had already used the time it took the enemy to arrive to relocate.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Before the Icefield Mammoth-men and Icefield Werewolves could even find the Elf Archers’ new hiding place, a bright light suddenly flared in the forest far ahead, and the distant bushes were violently shoved aside!

Before Tuoba Yu’s clan members could even catch sight of the Elves to exact their revenge, they first saw dozens of crudely shaped Magical Tanks covered in reinforced, thickened steel plates charging out!

The rumbling from before was the sound of the magical machinery operating.

Before the distant Icefield Mammoth-men and the Icefield Wolfman Clan could even react, the dark, gaping muzzles had already taken aim at the approaching clan members.

"Fire!" the Goblin General in command of the magical mechanized unit, Gandar, shouted excitedly.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, shells inscribed with Armor-Piercing and Explosive Magic Runes shot out from the cannons of the Dwarf-operated Magical Tanks!

In a single second, the unit of Magical Tanks unleashed several hundred shells