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Chapter 251: Springfield - Midnight warning.
Verdantia Camp, MidnightThe camp was quiet, save for the soft crackle of distant torches and the occasional rustle of tents under the wind’s breath.Near the edge of the ridge overlooking the vast, swampy lowlands where the invaders’ forces had set up their banners, a lone figure sat calmly atop a perfectly round stone pillar, about a meter high, sculpted from the earth itself.Oasis, clad in his flowing dark robes, stared into the horizon with a tranquil expression, as though trying to see beyond the veil of night and war.His azure eyes shimmered faintly like twin flames, watching the flickering enemy fires in the distance.From behind him, a familiar voice called out, laced with teasing warmth."So you don’t even greet your senior sister here?"Oasis didn’t turn.With a casual lift of his arm, the ground beside him responded to his will—another identical stone pillar emerged from the soil, as if summoned by a silent command."Sit here," he said, voice calm.The woman stepped forwa
Chapter 250: Springfield - Compromise.
In the heart of the invaders' camp, a surge of morale swept through the tents like wildfire.Word spread fast, from the elite encampments to the grunt barracks—Draco Ignis had been crippled.The news, sent through encrypted seals and whispered tongues, originated from Jovial Shadowfen himself.Grins cracked through grimy, bloodstained faces; laughter erupted among ranks too tired to dream.One of Verdantia’s pillars had fallen.But while the lowborn soldiers celebrated around flickering pyres, a very different atmosphere gripped the central war tent.The massive tent stood like a bastion of dread.Reinforced with beasthide and shadowsteel ribs, it pulsed faintly with demonic sigils.Within, the most dangerous men and women of the Stormcaller family, Shadowfen family, and Ironhold Kingdom and others had gathered around a war table engraved with runes of conquest.Jovial Shadowfen, a cloaked in fear and reverence, stood at the head of the table.His dark violet eyes were like frostbitte
Chapter 249: Springfield - Plan A and Plan B.
Night at the Wetland Plains – Between Two CampsThat night, under the expanse of a starlit sky, the Wetland Plains of Springfield became a living canvas of war’s silent prelude.The land between the two vast encampments—Verdantia’s and the invaders'—was a natural slope, gently rising and falling across the terrain.Both camps, positioned atop opposite slopes of the plains, could see each other’s lights twinkling in the distance like flickering constellations, a quiet reminder of the thousands resting, waiting, preparing.The plains were damp, the grass soft and glistening under the dew of evening.Smoke from distant campfires drifted lazily, and war horns echoed faintly on occasion, but there was an unnatural stillness—as if the land itself was holding its breath.Inside the Verdantia Command TentIn the center of Verdantia's camp stood a large makeshift war tent, reinforced with earth magic poles and draped in layered cloth stitched with the insignias of multiple noble houses.Within
Chapter 248: Springfield - A pawn for a Bishop.
The Wetlands Before the Blood Roses Arrived...The wetlands just beyond Stormreach’s border had a dense, soggy hush to them.Mist clung to the tall reeds, while pools of shallow water shimmered under the amber slant of an evening sun.A long caravan moved steadily—boots squelching, armor clinking, and voices low.At its center rode Dante, comfortably seated in a covered carriage, flanked on foot by two Enlightened cultivators draped in ceremonial robes.He cast an occasional glance out the window, more out of habit than worry.After all, they were well within their own lines—or so he thought.Marching behind Dante was a company of supposed mercenaries, men and women with a hardened air, bearing no banner but clad in worn travel leathers and dust-covered cloaks.But these weren’t ordinary sellswords.Their movements were too clean, their discipline too sharp, and their silence too deliberate.At their head marched a young man with unruly black hair, a sword slung lazily at his side.Oa
Chapter 247: Springfield - Blood Roses.
A collective gasp rippled through the millions watching.Murmurs turned to chaotic chatter, and in the same heartbeat, the Enlightened who had tried to grab Mira screamed in terror—far too late.With a flash of blue steel, Oasis cleaved sideways, his sword howling like a phoenix.The Enlightened’s shoulder split open, blood spraying in an arc before his neck followed—his head tumbling from his shoulders as his body collapsed in two twitching halves.Gasps and screams surged from both sides as blood painted the ground crimson.“Oasis!” Mira gasped, her strength returning with shock and relief.Despite her trembling knees, she forced her voluptuous form to wrap around him, arms clinging tight as tears streamed down her cheeks.She buried her face in his chest, her heart hammering in chaotic beats.Thalia’s eyes widened.“Who is that?” she murmured, voice caught in her throat.Then recognition flickered in Leonardo’s eyes.The boy before him had grown, but there was no mistaking the stor
Chapter 246: Springfield - Don't touch what doesn't belong to you.
“Hah... Master Shadowfen.”Orion immediately rose to greet the towering figure entering the tent.With genuine respect, he gestured toward the seat at the forefront.“Please, take the seat of honor.”Jovial Shadowfen, ancient and immense in presence, stepped forward with a grin.Two equally fearsome elders followed, their features chiseled with time and eyes glowing with ancestral weight.“If it isn’t little Orion,” Jovial mused, his voice low and teasing, yet crackling with authority. “You’ve grown… though I expected more wrinkles by now.”He glanced toward the battlefield, watching the balanced stalemate unfold.And added, “And I see you’ve learned the art of war. Things are well-balanced here... not like someone I know.”His gaze drifted sideways—pointedly—toward his son, Varian.Varian tensed but said nothing.Jovial ignored him and turned his attention toward the distant horizon, where the Verdantia leadership had gathered across the marshy field.“The children have grown, I see…
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