Chapter 1482 - 948: Changes in the Outside World

Chapter 1482: Chapter 948: Changes in the Outside World

"Who is this...a Night Watcher?"

He murmured incredulously, turning to Edmund.

"I’ve never seen them in any intelligence reports—Vane and Legolas, their names are so unfamiliar."

There are many powerful figures among the Night Watchers.

If it were a decade ago, a figure above Level Eight in the Night Watchers might have made a name among various factions, but now it’s impossible.

After all, the number has far exceeded the scope where intelligence can be quickly obtained.

So those who can become famous among the Night Watchers now are generally legendary or hold important positions.

The assistant quickly checked.

"Sir, the information provided by the Night Watchers is very simple, only showing that they are members of the ’Stardust Watcher’ squad."

"Moreover, it is said that the number of legendary figures in the Night Watchers seems to have significantly increased recently."

After all, the Night Watchers have in one fell swoop nurtured so many legendary figures this time, naturally, they must quickly be deployed to the most critical nodes.

And the keen attention of other forces will naturally not overlook the changes and details of the Night Watchers.

With even a single unheard-of legendary figure appearing, it’s remarkable, let alone several at once. Such information will quickly circulate among various forces and cross-reference each other.

Alfred was silent for a moment, the corner of his mouth lifting in a bitter smile.

In the distance, Vane was steadily assisting the engineers in reinforcing the walls, the silver light flowing around as ordinary stone materials were unbelievably temporarily fortified by the Rule Power.

Legolas, on the other hand, was agilely maneuvering the edge of the fissure, fingers dancing as he set up alert runes, his movements as precise and graceful as flowing water.

The Count instinctively touched the family crest on his chest—once, the great nobles arrogantly mocked the shallow foundations of the Night Watchers’ legendary aspects.

Although such mockery was just a laughable act made to fight for the already scarce face.

But now, these newly emerged legendary figures are sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Moreover, even the soldiers under his command are scrambling to swear in exchange for the power bestowed by the Night Watchers.

This power is too enticing.

All you need to do is vow to protect the world to obtain it.

If the world is destroyed, can those of us with little authority really be better off?

Therefore, for most people in this world, swearing comes without any cost.

"If legends are no longer the Night Watchers’ weak point..."

He sighed softly with a complex heart.

If it were before, he would never have had such thoughts; after all, they were the high and unattainable legends.

What is a legend?

Such a title represents that people with such names, their deeds and extraordinary talents, will leave an eternal legend in history.

It is hard to imagine a force that can so quickly and massively produce beings of Legendary Level.

But just as they never thought before that the Night Watchers would enable the average level of their force to reach Level Eight.

No, there wasn’t such a clear grading system back then.

Levels Eight and Nine were considered top-tier powerful figures of a region at that time.

And now, the Night Watchers are everywhere with such top-tier figures, numbering over ten thousand.

A force capable of overwhelming all the forces combined in the world.

Who could have imagined that ten years ago? No one could have thought of such a nearly absurd exaggeration.

Now this kind of thing has long become a reality.

Is there still anyone who dares to say that the Night Watchers’ ability to rapidly produce legends won’t become a reality?

That would be a completely incomprehensible monstrosity, beyond all reason, and despairing.

At least, that was how he thought.

"The Night Watchers are rewriting the entire world’s rules at a pace we cannot resist or ignore... and we must either strive to keep up or become the next joke abandoned by the times."

He was already considered part of the relatively rational faction, and also a pro-Night Watcher faction.

But even so, he found it somewhat difficult to accept the rapid changes of the Night Watchers.

This world used to move very slowly.

The mountain wind swept by, carrying the mixed scent of scorched earth.

But in Alfred’s eyes, he seemed to see the unstoppable future of the Night Watchers.

No, that kind of future had already been realized long ago.

And if the Night Watchers fail, or if they fail, then there truly is no future.

Count Alfred’s sigh, weighted with the pressure of the times, had barely fallen when a heart-pounding mutation suddenly arose.

The dark purple fissure, originally suppressed tightly by the Energy Barrier and shrunk within a hundred-meter range, suddenly writhed and expanded as if an invisible giant hand was tearing it apart violently!

The energy fluctuations it emitted clearly and ominously made him feel them.

A more intense, nauseating surge of Void Energy spewed out, accompanied by a tide of stinking wind.

Amid the teeth-gritting, dense shrieks, a myriad of Void Creatures with even more twisted and grotesque forms burst forth like a flood of filthy blackness, instantly overwhelming several still unstable temporary fortifications on the periphery.

"Damn it! Another wave! Bigger!" Edmund exclaimed in shock, the alarm sound in his ears instantly turning shrill and piercing.

Alfred’s pupils contracted sharply, all his sentiments instantly shattered by cold, piercing reality.

He quickly drew the sword at his waist, the blade pointing directly at the chaotic, blood-splattered front line. From his chest erupted a thunderous battle-hardened roar:

"Guard squad! All units—advance! Support the Night Watchers! Plug that gap! Don’t let those bastards break through!"