Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 981- Unexpected Interference

981 Chapter 981- Unexpected Interference

Before they could fully react, the human soldiers and mercenaries, descended upon them in a relentless wave.

The Viscounts' powerful stats and magic made them formidable opponents under normal circumstances. However, even a Demon Viscount bleeds when overwhelmed by sheer numbers and caught off guard.

Magic cast, flames swirled, barriers deployed and all sorts of manoeuvres were conducted. Even while spilling blood and seeing the comrades in front of them die, the human forces still progressed forward and soon their blades reached the neck of a demon viscount.

With the weight of the numbers slowly chipping down at their defences, one demon viscount soon fell down. This moment turned out to be the turning point for the human army.

The Demon Nobles who were seen as the incarnation of power and magic were finally brought down and that too by none other than an ordinary soldier. The amount of boost it gave to their morals could be imagined.

While the human army's motivation was at its peak, the demon army's spirit was at the dirt quite literally.

Not only was their ace in the hole stopped and destroyed without achieving any effect, but even the top officers, the adjutants of the Demon Earl Melkan were being taken down one after another.

Even for these monsters who are driven by instincts, they had enough sense to realise their situation. The momentum of the battle had shifted completely. The demons' ferocity dulled, their once-relentless march slowed, and hesitation crept into their ranks.

Usually, in a situation like this, it was the responsibility of the leader to rally the troops, restore order, and reignite the fire of battle. However, Melkan was no leader and lacked all the qualities of one.

He stood frozen at the backlines, his face contorted in a mixture of rage and disbelief.

As one would expect, the demon army crumbled running in any and all direction making them easy prey.

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"He should soon be making his move" Watching the chaos ensue, Simon muttered. His eyes darted towards the backlines of the demon army where a single Demon Earl stood.

With his ace in the hole destroyed, army in shambles and adjutants defeated, he must be getting quite anxious. This was a chance for him to rack up some contributions and raise his level in the Demon Lord's faction.

Now, they lay amidst the rubble, disoriented and struggling to breathe.

Dravik staggered to his feet, his face smeared with dirt and blood. He looked around at the soldiers and commanded with a hoarse voice.

"Get up! This isn't over! Regroup and form ranks!"

The tall wall that they were standing on, the defensive line that had been stopping the monster, was now gone. However, they still had to hold them down here. That said, it might have been too hasty for him to say that as another shockwave hit the fortress.

This time it was... the commander of the demon force himself.

Melkan landed with a thunderous crash, his claws tearing into the ground as his rage-fueled aura erupted outward.

[Demon Earl's Intimidation]... BANG... Soldiers stumbled back, fear gripping their hearts as the Demon Earl's imposing form rose before them.

"H-H-He... He is..." one soldier stammered, barely able to form words.

"Fall back" Dravik and Rothgard stepped forward, their faces calm but resolute as they squared off against the enraged Demon Earl.

Melkan's gaze locked onto them, the pressure he was emitting grew suffocating by the moment, causing even the air to ripple.

"It's just like he said" Rothgard looked at Dravik, a smile crept at the corner of his lips.

"Can that man see the future? How did he know it would turn out exactly like this?" the latter chuckled.

The two shared a brief laugh before their expression was soon replaced with seriousness.

"Shall we do this?"

Dravik nodded.