Level up is hard? I can Directly Purchase infinite Levels!-Chapter 91: The Decisive Battle! Mountains of Corpses

They were not shaken because the attempt to kill Raine had failed.

What truly stunned them was the fall of Crimson City!

This was the foremost city under the Gargoyle race’s rule—a key stronghold guarded by their vassal race, the Soul Devourers, with several Grandmasters stationed there and even a Divine Relic, Aetherlight, defending it. And yet it had been breached?

Was this some kind of joke?

High Priest Korok’s expression changed drastically as he pressed for answers.

"What exactly happened?"

Ballo did his best to stay composed as he explained,

"The Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol sent Borm from the front lines to act as Raine’s protector!"

"What?! Borm?!"

"Damn it!"

The moment he heard that name, Romel knew they had underestimated the situation again.

They had gravely misjudged how important Raine was in the eyes of the Patrol!

Romel had heard plenty about how terrifying that man was. Borm was one of the Patrol’s key assets for directly confronting royal clans—though only quasi-Epic, he could, thanks to his Poisoned Body, hold off a true Epic-level powerhouse!

Relying on just two eighth-rank Grandmasters and a single Divine Relic was indeed insufficient to deal with him.

"He was a major reason for our defeat, but not the most critical one," Ballo continued.

"The three of us activated Aetherlight to hold him back, while Sydell alone stopped Hegros. Although we lost two powerhouses, we still managed to block them... but—"

When Ballo spoke of Raine, his voice trembled. He looked at Platus and the others with disbelief written all over his face.

"We all severely underestimated that prodigy from the Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol. I don’t know what method he used, but not only did he slaughter all the geniuses who came to hunt him, he also killed every veteran Master from both the Gargoyle race and the Soul Devourer race. He single-handedly reduced Crimson City to ruins!"

"How is that possible?!"

Korok, Romel, and the other Gargoyle elders cried out in shock, utterly shaken.

Platus’s expression froze for a long time before he finally asked,

"Are you certain it was that Patrol prodigy called Raine?"

"You’re sure there were no other reinforcements helping him?"

Ballo nodded.

After that, the entire great hall fell into a deathly silence.

The realization made everyone draw in a sharp breath, an intense fear rising in their hearts.

Raine—an Elite-rank new recruit—had slaughtered a group of geniuses and veteran Masters, and even destroyed an entire Crimson City in the process!

Such a terrifying record could no longer be described with the word "prodigy."

This was a monstrous aberration—someone who could even be mentioned in the same breath as a true Divine Scion!

Perhaps he was even more unbelievable than a Divine Scion.

After all, based on everything they knew, Raine had only joined the army recently and belonged to the notoriously poor Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol.

Yet in such a short span of time, he had already displayed an invincible bearing. If he were given the same treatment as the alien races’ prodigies...

Platus didn’t even dare imagine how absurdly strong he would become.

It was clear just how badly they had misjudged him.

"If that brat isn’t killed, we’ll never have peace—and he’ll be a massive threat to every race. We must send an Epic-level powerhouse to kill him."

Romel voiced his suggestion.

Although Epic-level experts were the Gargoyle race’s deepest reserves, killing Raine required any price to be paid.

Forget just one Epic—if necessary, they would exhaust the entire clan’s foundations to eliminate him!

The elders nodded in unspoken agreement, murderous intent filling their eyes.

This time, Platus raised no objections.

"Crimson City has fallen, and the Soul Devourer race has been gravely weakened. They no longer have the strength to contend with Iron Dragon Fortress, nor the power to retake Crimson City. It’s time for us to act."

Platus shifted all his focus to this matter.

"I will personally go and kill him," Romel volunteered.

Platus nodded and began making arrangements.

"I’ll mobilize one hundred and fifty thousand troops from various cities. Combined with the Soul Devourer race’s forces, we must suppress Iron Dragon Fortress and reclaim Crimson City."

"This isn’t just about the interests of the Gargoyle race!"

"At the front lines, royal clans are already plotting to strike at the Patrol along the entire defensive line. They’ve sent word to me—this is a crucial strategic position and must be taken back!"

"They’re planning to strike the Patrol?"

The elders were shocked.

To attack the entire defensive line meant targeting Unfallen Bastion!

That would be an earth-shattering event.

Platus said firmly,

"This concerns the very foundation of the Gargoyle race. It’s just as important as killing Raine. Therefore, the matter of Crimson City must be resolved at all costs."

"Understood. I’ll depart immediately!"

Romel didn’t hesitate. After finalizing everything, he set out at once—bringing with him four Grandmaster-level elders, ten Masters, a host of Experts, and mobilizing one hundred and fifty thousand Gargoyle troops from the various cities to march on Crimson City!

...

Soul Devourer territory.

Sydell barely managed to escape back. Though severely injured, he still insisted on recounting everything that had happened at Crimson City.

After hearing the report, Soul Devourer clan leader Valentin was shaken to his core.

"All of our Masters... killed by Raine?"

"Is this some kind of joke? How could he possibly be that monstrous?"

Valentin and the others found it impossible to believe.

Their race had once possessed an Epic-level powerhouse, but he had been slain by the human race on the front lines. Now only a few Grandmasters and twenty Master-level experts remained.

Yet in the battle for Crimson City, half of their Masters had died!

Even a Grandmaster had been killed.

Meanwhile, Iron Dragon Fortress had suffered virtually no losses. How were they supposed to oppose the Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol now?

What truly terrified Valentin was the sheer combat power of the prodigy they had targeted.

The combined force of geniuses from various races and veteran Masters had numbered close to thirty—and fewer than ten had escaped alive!

In their current state, the balance of power was completely overturned. Iron Dragon Fortress absolutely had the ability to wipe out their entire race!

"Ballo has returned to the Gargoyle race. He’ll certainly report everything to their upper echelons as well."

"The Gargoyle race won’t give up on Crimson City. We should immediately gather our forces and prepare for a counteroffensive!"

At Sydell’s reminder, Valentin snapped back to his senses.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he immediately mobilized all Soul Devourer forces toward the Swiftflow River, joining hands with the Gargoyle race’s one hundred and fifty thousand troops to counterattack Crimson City!

It wasn’t out of loyalty to the Gargoyle race.

More than anyone, they understood one thing clearly.

Given the blood feud between the Soul Devourer race and the Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol over the years, if the Gargoyle race were defeated, the Soul Devourers would have no chance of escaping!

Thus, they not only had to contribute—but had to throw in the full strength of their entire race!

...

After recovering from his injuries, Hegros immediately returned to the battlefield.

Lord Garson of Iron Dragon Fortress recalled all ten battalions of the Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol, committing every last one to the fight!

Unfallen Bastion and Kegxi Fortress dispatched four Grandmasters and over twenty Masters to provide reinforcements.

Borm took charge of confronting the quasi-Epic Romel and the Gargoyle Grandmasters!

Iron Dragon Fortress deployed ten legions—three hundred thousand soldiers. Veterans and rookies alike, along with retired veterans recalled from Iron Dragon Fortress, all surged into the battlefield!

The decisive battle was imminent, with no room left for retreat.

Both sides clashed savagely around the Swiftflow River and Crimson City!

The bloodshed lasted a full eight days.

The Swiftflow River ran red with blood—so many bodies piled up that they nearly blocked the great river itself!

The sky shattered. The earth split open with terrifying ravines.

Towering mountains were forcibly leveled to the ground!

Corpses piled across the land like mountains. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Yet the Seventh Division of the Scarlet Wall Patrol did not retreat even a single step!