Legendary Architect of Apocalypse-Chapter 203: It’s Time

"It's easy for us to see the situation. We have seen through much of the treachery of this world.

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We have lived for a really long time after all. But those children are still young. It's normal for them to be fooled," Elten lazily said. "It would be a good learning experience for them."

"It would indeed be a good learning experience for them." Helen nodded. "That is, if they managed to survive. This trap is more elaborate than it looks. If the others fell for it, they would literally be walking to their deaths."

Elten didn't respond to her. He knew that her words were correct. The Destroyer Faction had placed an elaborate trap to bring the enemy straight to their domain.

The only thing that disappointed him was Elias. He hadn't seen Elias for a long time. The storm was still just as fierce as ever, and his Soul Beast still hadn't been completed.

If he didn't come out anytime soon, then the rest was going to end before he could even come out. Elten wanted to see his little brother's performance the most, but that was the one which was missing throughout this test for the most part.

The Second Spy reached the Creator Faction. His face was a little swollen, with a palm imprint on his right cheek. He was clearly slapped before he was caught by the Destroyer Faction.

Still, there was no pain or anger on his face. He was smiling from ear to ear, looking forward to the reward. He had achieved something that no one else could achieve.

Once he told everyone that he had returned from the enemy camp, he was immediately brought to the tent where the top rankers of the Creator Faction were waiting.

"Did you find anything useful?"

The top rankers didn't ask him about his health, or why his face was swollen as if he had been thrashed by someone. All they cared about was the information that he brought back.

Still, the boy didn't hold back. He told them everything, including how he was caught. However, he did slightly elaborate on his achievements.

He didn't tell them that he heard this information while he was imprisoned. He told them that he broke free and ran straight to the heart of the enemy camp, and secretly heard the discussion amidst the enemy camp leaders.

Once he had all the information, he ran away, putting his life on the line to bring this information back.

"Tch, if he had mentioned that he was fed this information when he was trapped, to some extent, they would have at least doubted that it might be a trap. But he changed that story entirely, and changed its essence."

Helen almost felt like descending and slapping that foolish boy, for bringing their entire camp at death's door to exaggerate his achievements. Unfortunately, she couldn't interfere.

She had already told Elten that she wouldn't allow him to intervene to help his brother. Could she intervene to help her students now? She couldn't be a hypocrite, at least not so openly.

Just as she had thought, the top rankers of the Creator Faction believed these words, especially now that the story had become a little different.

"Their top rankers won't be in the camp? Isn't it the best opportunity for us to attack?"

"If we wait for them to return and heal Elias faster, we would be at a disadvantage. We have to kill their people and Elias before they return! We can even create a trap for their top rankers to shock them when they return."

"If we take advantage of this information, we can wipe all those bastards in one fell swoop!'

There was not a single person who doubted this information. Even if someone had suspicions about it, their suspicions were buried under the moment of excitement over winning.

Without the top rankers of the Destroyer Faction, they could kill to their heart's content and increase their rankings. Once the top rankers returned, they could further rise.

The discussion this time was just shorter, and everyone came to the same conclusion. They had to attack the enemy camp.

They decided to attack in the morning, after confirming that the Top Rankers of the Destroyer Faction actually left.

They immediately sent more people to surround the enemy camp while maintaining a distance. They weren't responsible for another infiltration. Their only responsibility was to inform them once the top rankers were seen flying away.

....

It was early morning when they received information that the Top Rankers of the Destroyer Class were seen flying away, each taking a different direction.

They were also informed that the enemy top rankers looked to be in a hurry, as if they were trying to find something fast.

It removed even the smallest of suspicions that anyone could have about that information.

The top Rankers of the Creator Faction issued a command for everyone to gather. They were going to attack the Destroyer Faction right this moment.

Everything happened so fast that within a few minutes, those from the Creator Faction were running towards the Creator Camp, accompanied by their beasts.

Those whose beasts could fly, were high in the sky, rushing even faster.

"We are under attack!" A loud shout resounded in the Destroyer Faction, but the man who shouted, was the first to be killed.

He died at the hands of the beast contracted by the top rank of Creators. The beast hovered above the tent in the center of the camp.

Through the thin layers of the tent, they were able to see a silhouette of a person, who was sitting in the center of the camp.

"It must be him! Blow him up!" the top ranker commanded his beast, who started gathering energy for his strongest attack.

A bright beam of light shot out from his beast's mouth, rushing for the central tent to evaporate it completely.

Inside the camp, Elias raised his head, feeling the elements in the surroundings becoming more chaotic. His surroundings became so bright, that made it look like a second son had risen, and it was falling on his head.

"Is it time now?" Astralious asked, his grin growing wider.

"It's time now," Elias mumbled, as a small flicker of flame rose up around his wrists, burning the shackles.