Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 488 - 218: The Outside Situation, Collision of Planes

Chapter 488: Chapter 218: The Outside Situation, Collision of Planes

Lorand City.

The hundred-meter-high, mountain-like solid walls are now scarred and battered.

Like a veteran of a hundred battles, mixed with blood and vicissitude.

Groups of bare-chested beastman warriors climb up the siege ladders, surging like waves.

Dense, without any gaps.

On the walls, the Lorand City warriors, clad in heavy armor, roar as they continuously swing their heavy swords.

Desperately fighting off these enemies swarming up the walls.

Behind them, lined up neatly, are spearmen, ready to form a line and push their long spears whenever the front warriors falter.

Piercing all the enemies in front, until they push them off the walls.

Every now and then, powerful warriors sever the claws of the siege ladders, toppling the massive ladders backward, crashing into the beastman army, stirring up a scene of bloodshed.

In the sky, the brave griffin knights are engaged in close combat with the beastman flying dragons.

Both sides block out the light from the sky, swarming like locusts, with someone falling every second.

Behind the walls, towering arrow towers constantly shoot out heavy crossbows as thick as an arm.

Whistling through the void, directly penetrating the beastman formations, each time raising a wave of blood.

Inside the city, the magic towers emit waves of terrifying magic power, with lightning, fireballs, ice pillars, and earth spikes firing densely.

Crashing into the beastman army, scattering a large area with dismembered limbs.

In the rear, beastman siege machines continuously hurl massive stones, four to five meters in diameter, crashing onto the walls and inside the city.

Every hit explodes into a mess of blood and flesh.

The shaman wizards at the rear continuously cast spells on the beastman warriors, boosting morale and strength, making the army even more ferocious.

The battlefield surrounding Lorand City has become an undeniable meat grinder, with armies of ten thousand being thrown in, capable of being decimated in just a few short hours.

Yet despite this, the troops continue to charge forward like waves.

The relentless attacks by the beastmen in recent days have already placed immense pressure on the defenses of Lorand City.

This time, the behavior of the beastmen is too unusual; they have been attacking day and night for almost a month!

The number of troops they have lost has long surpassed a million!

In the past, they would have retreated long ago, but now there is no sign of stopping, with the attacks becoming ever more intense.

Even amidst such intense attacks, the beastman army has also stationed heavy troops in other directions around Lorand City, cutting off any chance of escape for the people inside.

Forcing everyone to fight desperately.

Fortunately, as the center of the Northern Province, Lorand City, with its responsibility to guard the wilderness, is tremendously rich in resources and home to most of the high nobility.

The private soldiers of each family are numerous, continuously filling the gaps created by this meat grinder.

Only in this way have they managed to hold their ground.

In the rear, in a temporary military camp, inside a large tent.

"Your Majesty... Princess Firina requests to see you."

Kalanis, wearing a mask, slowly turned her head, looking at the burly man behind her exuding an evil aura.

Her voice was calm.

"Let her in."

The man’s eyes revealed an indescribable fanaticism.

It was the feeling of a believer meeting their divine spirit.

Devout and frenzied.

"I shall obey your divine oracle!"

After bowing in the most humble posture, he turned and left with his head held high.

The figure before him was a great presence wielding the Authority of Tyranny!

Even if the Flower of the Northern Territory was a rising star of the Griffin Empire, possessing overwhelming authority and power.

It couldn’t compare to Your Majesty!

How can mere mortals fathom the divine?!

His heart was filled with pride.

Soon, a figure in a pure black gown, elegant in temperament, with eyes as deep as the starry sky, slowly stepped into the room.

The long hair floating behind her head was particularly striking.

At the moment of her appearance, the entire world seemed to darken.

Kalanis gazed at this supreme commander of the military since the outbreak of the beastman war, who shattered the God of Combat’s arena and repelled the shadow of the Beastman God, the Eldest Princess of Lorand City.

Slightly nodding.

"Greetings, Lady Firina."

Her tone was calm and indifferent.

Do you think you’re strong?

Sorry, so am I.

Ruling authority, controlling the divine format, with ancient god bloodline flowing in her veins, Kalanis, whose level had quietly advanced to level 17 over the past month.

Was not the slightest bit intimidated.

Firina, looking at the figure before her that only revealed the eyes, pondered for a moment, then said softly.

"Lord Lear, how have you been lately?"

Kalanis squinted her eyes slightly.

Recalling Lear’s previous mention of his relationship with Firina, she remained silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"Your Majesty’s soul aura is growing stronger..."

"Lady Firina need not worry, as long as we are in the swamp, no one can threaten Your Majesty."

Your Majesty?

Firina’s eyes slightly narrowed, then she smiled relievedly.

"I see... if you can still contact him, please convey my regards."

Saying this, she intended to turn and leave.

Kalanis was momentarily stunned, had she come just for this matter?

"Lady Firina, is there nothing else? For instance... the war with the beastmen."

Firina paused, smiled again.

"Miss Kalanis doesn’t actually think the beastmen can conquer our city, does she?"

"If it weren’t to see what the real purpose of those stinking creatures was... they would have ceased to exist on the first day the war began."

Her tone was calm and indifferent, as if discussing something trivial.

Kalanis was astounded by the confidence.

Even amidst such brutal and frantic warfare, was everything under her control?

She gave the Flower of the Northern Territory a deep look, once again refreshing her view of her.