NOVGO.NET Chapter 467: Accept Your Fate!
Chapter 467: Accept Your Fate!
Somewhere in the Lizardgeddon…
“Hurry! We don’t have all day! Go! Go! Go! Go!”
At this moment, the 12th Legion had seemingly lost their mind. Countless lizards were still hunting them, and yet they had gone out to… chase monsters instead?!
With this, it was only a matter of time before they were found out, and the enemy alliance would come to finish them. But what was even more shocking were their targets.
A gigantic Salamander-looking monster.
A humongous Fire Treant growling endlessly.
A gargantuan hound that kept drolling all over.
Those weren’t targets a single legion could take on! Or rather, there was no way for them to defeat them! This wasn’t just madness; it was downright suicidal!
Seeing this, many spectators scoffed:
“Pressure finally got to them!”
“Look at those idiots!”
“Ridiculous!”
This was the 12th Legion that had caused so much trouble in the Lizardgeddon? Risible! And while they sacrificed themselves like retards, a certain white lizard was still fighting.
Even now, he was still showing incredible focus, his hands still digging deep into the earth to attune to the fiery energy hidden underneath.
And whenever an enemy went too fast…
“Let the flames rage!” A geyser of fire would erupt to scorch them, the other enemies quickly resuming their careful anti-trap removal, one that was progressing rather well.
By now, Jack could already see their ugly mugs in high resolution. It wouldn’t be long before they were done dismantling most traps, and then it would be GAME OVER!
Once more, he found himself praying toward the uncertain horizon.
“Please don’t do anything foolish. I believe in you all…”
Believe?! Many spectators erupted laughing. How would he react if he knew the actual situation of his troops? Would he despair, or would he despair? They were screwed!
“ROOOARRRRR!”
“HOOOWWWWLLLL!”
“SKKKRREEEEEEEEEE!”
It was a massacre, a bunch of 12th members already devoured. Vicious maws had already snapped a bunch of them in half, the creatures rejoicing about this new meal!
“Those things are strong, WAY too strong!”
“The longer the Lizardgeddon, the fiercer the beasts.”
“Quick! We definitely have their attention. Move out!”
But just as everything seemed lost, the 12th Legion ran out purposefully. They were like crazed daredevils with actual devilish monsters on their tail!
“We got this, keep running! Run like there’s apples!”
By now, the spectators were getting really annoyed about this shit. What was that apple thing anyway? But before they could even complain, cold smiles blossomed on their faces.
They were doomed, so freaking doomed!
With high hopes, the 12th Legion kept running, their objective obvious: they were trying to reproduce the scene of monsters slaughtering the 11th and the 2nd battalions.
But then, after 10 minutes of running, all they found was death. Who knows when or how, but they had screwed up their pathing, arriving at the worst place at the worst time!
Deadly monsters behind them… and a fortress in front!
[Welcome to the 9th Legion’s Fortified Base!]
[Abundant Killing Intent Detected!]
[You Should Run Already!]
This thing wasn’t a base. This thing was a slaughter house, and they the pigs. Before them stood gigantic rock walls that were unbelievably high and sturdy.
“H-How did they even do that?! This base’s invincible!”
“Even striking it for days wouldn’t work!”
“We’re freaking trapped!”
As the 12th Legion despaired, tiny silhouettes on the ramparts guffawed. There weren’t too many of them, but their power would be multiplied by 100x because of the defenses!
At this rate, it was just a matter of time before the 9th Legion won!
Walls that just couldn’t be breached, and endless reinforcements incoming! Hell, they even gazed at the monsters trailing behind them with derisive chuckles.
“They baited monsters again?”
“But they chose the wrong base!”
“Those things can’t destroy our walls either!”
The creatures the 12th Legion had brought were big but still not big enough to tackle their defenses. Thus, the creatures would ONLY attack the 12th Legion!
Over, it was all over…
Had they come this far for nothing…
What kind of shitty fate was this?! Goddammit!
The 12th Legion was already despairing, and yet there was absolutely nothing they could do. And as the monsters cornered them, there was only toward the fortress to go.
They were stuck, soon uselessly crashing against the ramparts like a wave on a barrage. No effect. Their last shreds of Hope shattered altogether, they felt powerless.
Hell, numbers even appeared as if to taunt them?!
[-0]
[-0]
[-0]
With this, it was over.
With this, the 12th Legion came to an end.
With regret in their hearts, they faced the monsters one last time, the enemies above them still cackling crazily. And yet, even now, they wouldn’t go out without one last struggle!
“Men, we might die today, but we won’t die cowards!”
“No, we won’t! I’ll take a scale off this bastard!”
“We’ll give those fuckers an indigestion!”
They turned toward the monsters, and DASH!— met their doom head-on! Time seemed to freeze, the last hurrah of crazed Lizardmen brightening the world like the quickest flame.
They reached the monsters and started stabbing the shit out of them! They somehow had all gotten stalagmite-looking rock spears? But so what? It wouldn’t change anything!
Their rock spears plunged into the creatures, yet the latter barely reacted. To the behemoth-like monsters, having countless spears lodged in their skin was nothing!
Actually, they even welcomed the attacks, for the tiny things had stopped running!
“Nom! Nom! Nom! Nom!” Even as they were stabbed endlessly, the monsters happily snacked, the 12th Legion members slowly but surely going extinct as THEY laughed.
“Hehe, our 9th Legion’s Eternal!”
“Pfft— Look at their faces. How’s dying? Fun?”
“Just accept your fate! Creating porcupines won’t do shit!”
One 9th member aptly described the situation. Indeed, all the spears made the monsters look like porcupines, ones not minding their new look as they kept devouring.
At this moment, the 12th Legion was the butt of the joke. The 9th Legion laughed, the spectators outside laughed, and even the monsters laughed!
But just as they did…
“NOW!” A three-eyed lizard screamed!
Suddenly, there was a change! The previously despairing 12th Legion moved like lightning as they rushed the creatures one last time!
“Roooarrrr?” The things barely react. So what if the tiny things had stopped fleeing? That was even better! But what happened next had the creatures questioning the world.
A lizard reached the colossal hound, his hands grabbing one of the spears, and then… WOOSH! He used the “spikes” to scale the creature instead of fighting it?!
Seeing this, many gasped while getting mindblown.
“What the hell?! They’re all climbing?!”
“They’re using monsters as ladders?!”
“What is this?! They’re reaching?!”
In seconds, a nimble lizard landed on top of the rampart! Invincible defense, was it? Not anymore! The defenders barely had time to say WTF when death found them.
A crazed lizard jumped at them claw first, chuckling.
“Hehe, just accept your fate already!”
Accept your fate?! Those were their own words! At this moment, they felt like the sky had suddenly fallen, especially as a legion of Lizards quickly scaled the walls!
Oh shit, this was hella bad…