Latvia Mountain Battle Zone

At the location of the lower camp.

Alek came to the tent entrance, ready to welcome the support personnel sent by headquarters.

Looking at the strikingly beautiful woman in front of him, he was sure he had never seen such a character in the Night Watcher organization.

He blinked his eyes and carefully verified—[Sky Dragon] Anlivier - Level Fifteen.

"Haha, I must be seeing things; a giant dragon, and a Level Fifteen one at that, here to support us."

It wasn't that Alek was overly suspicious; he was considered high-ranking in the Night Watcher organization, but he had indeed never seen this existence, let alone such a powerful Level Fifteen support.

The power of the Night Watcher organization was indeed extraordinary, but it mainly manifested in the mid and upper-mid levels, with a true scarcity of top-level strength.

The upper echelons of the Night Watchers were very aware that they were extremely lacking in legendary combat power, and it was the small teams known as [Soul Guardians] that were meant to fill this gap.

With the powerful attack capabilities and various combat techniques of their small teams, they could hold off or even suppress legendary combat powers that weren't too high level.

But a Level Fifteen existence...

By rights, he shouldn't have never seen such a high-level powerhouse.

And indeed, that was the case.

Among the three existing giant dragons, the Undead Dragon had undoubtedly fully joined the Night Watchers, even becoming a focal point for the organization's future development.

Due to the intricate connections between the Undead Dragon and the Sky Dragon, after some private discussions, the Sky Dragon also chose to join the Night Watchers.

For such a powerful Level Fifteen support, Kana naturally gave a warm welcome, without hesitation allowing their joining of the Night Watcher organization.

Currently, only the most powerful, peer in age to the Alchemy Giant Dragon, the Earth Dragon remains unjoined.

Whether it be the Sky Dragon or the Abyss Blade Dragon, it was time for them to show their talents on the battlefield.

So, these two recently joined giants, barely known to the outside world, were dispatched by Kevin to suitable battlefields.

The Sky Dragon Anlivier arrived here.

The relatively gentle Anlivier saw Alek in front of her and nodded with a smile.

"Kana sent me to aid you. If there's anything I can help with, or if you encounter any difficulties, feel free to let me know."

It seemed that this party was indeed on the side of the Night Watchers.

Alek secretly clicked his tongue, silently grumbling to himself, wondering where the leader found such outstanding characters. He then respectfully led Anlivier into the tent.

Upon entering the tent, Anlivier sat quietly, her demeanor ethereal and elegant, like a calm lake.

Faced with such a powerful existence, Alek couldn't help but swallow and spoke, "Our current offensive indeed faces obstacles..."

He briefly outlined the predicament they were facing—the pervasive plague aura throughout the mountains.

Launching an attack in such an environment would cause severe damage to both the Night Watchers and the fairly capable United Army, severely affecting the advance of their offensive.

Moreover, it would incur huge casualties, with no guarantee of achieving significant results.

For a rational Tactical Master, such a result was obviously unacceptable.

After hearing Alek's concerns, Anlivier slightly nodded.

"This is not difficult for me. I can bestow blessings upon your warriors, granting them the power of wind and sky.

"This power can disperse the plague gas that approaches you and purify the toxins in the air. However, I can sense that the plague in that area has deeply penetrated the earth.

"Even with my blessing, you will still be affected to some extent when fighting in that area, this is unavoidable."

Hearing this, Alek's face showed a look of delight.

They were already mentally prepared for the environmental plague's impact, a result of the earth's contamination by the plague, difficult to completely eradicate.

If they could resolve the plague permeating the air, it would mean eliminating a major threat for them.

"No problem, this is already very good, it's enough."

...

Inside the forest that has become the Plague Mountains.

Rats with pustules on their bodies, slightly deformed, carrying various filthy weapons, were hopping around on patrol.

Their movements still vaguely showed rodent characteristics, but their deformed structures made them look like monsters.

"The filthy life grants us resilient bodies, praise it, embrace the filthy possession, we become perfect."

The rats were intermittently chanting.

Where they chanted was a strange figure twisted from a large tree, the filthy vile power corroding the earth, turning the area into a swamp of plague.

"Quick, keep an eye outside, those damned Night Watchers are still at the foot of the mountain."

A Plague Rat Priest was shouting, chirping as it bounced around. With its jumps, some of its pustules burst, splattering pus everywhere.

Beside it was its capable subordinate—a two-headed Plague Rat Demon fused from two Plague Rats.

This monster was powerful, containing vigorous plague power inside, and had received the "Evil Rat's" blessing.

"No worries, this is the land of plague."

"They won't dare come."

"The plague will curse them."

"Let them be covered in sores, wailing in agony."

"Rolling on the ground, enjoying life's 'growth.'"

"Praise the Father of Plagues."

The two heads alternated, speaking in turn.

The priest ignored their gibberish, just continued chirping.

The rats beside could only obediently continue their patrols in the Plague Mountains.

Suddenly, a rat limped over, perhaps too flustered, and directly fell to the ground, sliding and causing its pustules to burst, spilling filth everywhere.

But the surrounding rats paid no heed.

"Why are you panicked? So clumsy!"

After all, the Father of Plagues had taught them to remain calm.

"It's the Night Watchers, those two-legged creatures have barged in." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"What?!" The Rat Priest shouted sharply.

They really couldn't understand, weren't these guys afraid of the all-pervasive plague?

However, no one could answer its question.

At the current battle location.

Several teams of elite Night Watchers had already inserted into this area.

The infiltration point they selected wasn't done at random.

Being elite forces at war, they chose the sites of the plague pustules, which were polluting the mountains and earth.

These were created by the rats in this protected area, using them to pray for the blessing of plague power.

"The plague isn't working! The Father has abandoned us."

"Nonsense, stop them!"

"Don't let them desecrate the Father."

"It's really not working, run!"

The rats immediately fell into chaos.

The plague they had pinned their hopes on, which had given them immense confidence, was suddenly ineffective.

The Night Watchers exuded a white-blue breeze that gently blew, dispersing the incoming green toxin mist.

Even the surrounding air felt fresh.

But for the rats accustomed to the plague environment, this fresh air was as intolerable as a foul stench.