7 KINGDOMS: conquest
216.crows mask
The air around the cave became thickened and heavier. A thin layer appeared in the air and was getting down.
The thin layer was red and mixed with the aura of a hutam, while the masked figure of a crow seemed indifferent. He felt that he looked at the group of useless slaves beneath him.
'Only a group of insects.' he murmured.
Noran looked up, only to stare at the masked figure with an imposing aura.
'Another strong person?' noran muttered.
He thrust his sword into the ground, making a dozen giant claws appear. Transparent reddish pillars appeared, holding back the thin layer to descend even closer.
"Oh?"
The man felt a little surprised, the group he called insects turned out to be able to put up a fight on him.
However he thought, the group below him would not be able to win against him.
The difference in his level reached 300+ with Noran. At least he had been at level 800 for a long time.
The pressure grew stronger, making the many claw pillars more transparent and cracking.
The demon claw sword that he held back with all his might was now shifted and forcefully uprooted from the ground. Noran felt a trembling in his hand.
The masked man was not someone who could be underestimated. Now that Noran had been at level 500, with the increase in strength from all his skills, he could thin the distance.
However, it would still be too difficult to defeat him. Not to mention, he could not see how strong the masked man was.
Noran raised his sword and prepared to withstand the pressure of the thin barrier, but before the barrier pressed down on them, the barrier had vanished.
...
(Where are you? We need you here.)
A hoarse voice sounded in the ears of the masked man. A round instrument, similar to a marble, was attached to his right ear.
A rare and expensive communication tool, now in his hands casually. The man on the other hand was an old man, in mage clothes.
White hair, a face full of wrinkles and a thin body. He looked very old, besides that his aura was different from most other mage auras.
Mages usually have a calm, strong and sturdy aura like the element they are good at, as well as a slight bright and refreshing feeling from the light element.
However, this old mage had a strong gloomy and dark aura, besides his eyes were black with reptilian-like red pupils.
'Damn it! That person, he could-can-can-do travel casually in the current situation!' grute the mage.
The masked man raised his hand and hid both his hands behind a robe before replying.
"I'll be there soon" he said.
A dark passage appeared before him, he stepped in and disappeared in an instant.
...
Noran smiled bitterly, the masked figure was too strong, stronger than the white masked group in the wars of the Rosvelt kingdom and the Zugen empire.
Stronger than the cloaked group that appeared at the bandit headquarters. Noran was sure the cloaked man was one of the strongest figures he had ever met.
After the man disappeared, Noran turned to look at his exhausted army.
After a long rest, Noran and his army returned to Whitehorn.
The Andoran Mountains are as dangerous as the grasslands of Artenia and the great forests of Nours.
They also brought all the corpses of their comrades to make a proper ceremony. The first battle victim he had had to be treated properly, that was what Noran thought.
Meanwhile, the goblins had also forced many goblins into submission. There was not a single ranked monster, only normal monsters that they managed to subdue.
Noran did not know the reason, but it seemed like it was due to something special with ranked monsters.
After returning to the city, Noran immediately ordered to make a funeral for his 200+ warriors.
Most were former bandits, so not so many people were crying. Even so, there are still many grieving residents of the city.
In the settlement of the monsters are also created areas for separate funerals. Its area was equivalent to one of their settlements.
After the funeral procession, Noran gathered with his trusted subordinates. They formulate a future plan.
Of course, their main plan was the expansion and conquest of the region of Artenia. Artenia with the vast rumout field, the Andoran mountains behind her were perfectly suited to be their base.
"Alright, I have appointed 5 generals for each of the troops. And for the goblins, Yuzan will be their main leader, with Yixin's help. Ston became the leader of the Trolls, and I myself will command all the generals and forces of the Dark Order.
Our plan is the south wilayab! Coastal areas and make port cities! Make preparations soon, all troops will be deployed to clear the area as soon as possible" said Noran.
"Good!" answer everyone simultaneously.
After finishing the meeting, everyone rushed over to make preparations. Supplies, readiness of troops, weapons and armor as well as tents and some other preparations.
In addition, to use all the troops in possession and move simultaneously, meaning that the city will be empty without guard.
The youths and men had trained in some basic combat skills and Normal combat equipment, at least they would be able to deal with the attacks of small forces.
the 15,000 inhabitants without the protection of the troops made all his subordinates anxious, and with this Noran decided to 2 groups at the head of the goblin chief guarding the city.
Sau a team of goblin fighters and a falcon rider, with which guard will be guaranteed.
Noran also placed many Trolls to guard the city. With their massive stone bodies as well as thick and heavy armor, they were more like deadly iron golems.
After arranging his expansion plan, Noran sat in the living room.
He felt tired, his mind was also so tired because it took care of many things. Perhaps also because he used a lot of mana in battle.
"You're having a hard time coming back?" ask Esline.
He smiled and sat down beside Noran, seeing a tired expression on his face.
"Yes, I'm back" Noran said.
He immediately changed his expression, dispelling his tired impression immediately. Showing he was still tired would be too burdensome for Esline and the others.
The two chatted and occasionally smiled and laughed together, enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the night cheerfully.
"It's night, rest." said Esline.
Upon hearing that, Noran nodded. The two walked together down the hall before parting into their respective rooms.
"The bulging monster is getting stronger, it seems like it's not too long ago." Noran muttered as he gritted his teeth.