Chapter 1115: Chapter 785: Blood War Between Two Sides, Overlapping Regions
Abyss.
1121st level Blood Battle Battlefield.
The watchtower of the Blood War Fortress pierced through the murky sky of the Abyss, its ancient protective runes emitted a low hum under the erosion of sulfur winds and soul screeches.
Star Realm Elf Aryan leaned against the cold stone battlements, his long hair like solidified stardust was gently stirred by the blood-scented breeze, and his silver skin appeared particularly serene under the faint glow of the fortress’s shield.
This is a true elf from the Star Realm.
Unlike the elves from the world of Kana, the external energy manifestation already proved this difference.
His presence in the Blood Battle Battlefield is enough to attest to his unique strength.
From the elf’s appearance, one might guess he is a warrior of some deity within the Elf lineage.
Of course, he’s not the only one in this watchtower.
Minotaur Groom Stonehoof sat in a corner, his massive build resembling a weathered boulder, the huge metal nose ring softly swaying with his heavy breathing.
The fearsome war axe lay across his scarred knees.
Minotaurs either wield huge war axes or exaggerated totem poles.
In battle, they always lead the charge.
Minotaurs rarely stand guard atop watchtowers; they are mostly stationed temporarily to rest whilst maintaining vigilance.
Crowman scout Karas perched at the highest battlement, his sleek black feathers gleamed, sharp eyes habitually scanning the scorched wasteland repeatedly plowed by flames outside the fortress.
These are the soldiers truly meant to stay on the watchtower; they are the most suitable reconnaissance units in the Blood War Fortress and are one of the few aerial units.
At this moment, the three were not in idle chatter, leaving the atmosphere somewhat silent.
"The ’Overlapping Shadows’ to the northwest," Crowman Karas suddenly spoke, his voice like gravel friction, "seem thicker today. Time there is mashed into a paste."
He pointed with the tip of his wing to the distant distorted space where scenery twisted and light was chaotic.
He scouted there again this morning... or perhaps it was morning.
Breaking this silence with a topic was necessary, too quiet wasn’t to his liking.
This damn Abyss had been unbearable.
Minotaur Groom made a muffled snort, causing his nose ring to jingle lightly.
"Hmph, which bored deity is up to new tricks in the Abyss? Think this ghostly place isn’t chaotic enough?"
The ones left behind always felt awkward.
After all, this Abyss was originally their world, but they couldn’t withstand the demon invasion, and the entire world was dragged into the Abyss.
Those demons and evil gods are certainly the most disgusting creatures.
But the deities fooling around on this Blood Battle Battlefield also made him uncomfortable.
After all, this was their homeland.
As a Minotaur, he could still feel the earth’s breathing weakened to its limits.
"Not necessarily chaos."
Elf Aryan’s gaze also turned to that blurred region, his tone calm, "Karas, haven’t you flown close to investigate? I heard a squad of demons charged in during a previous battle, and then disappeared without a trace."
Being an elf, he needed to understand more, having guessed some circumstances.
"Hmm."
Karas nodded his beak, "Over thirty Frenzy Demons, few Flo Demons leading, many in total, difficult to count amidst fierce battle.
Initially feared it might be demons plotting something new, later found it wasn’t, heard they charged in fiercely, then nothing.
Half a day’s time, nothing, later the overlapping grew deeper, couldn’t see the situation clearly.
The demons that entered vanished entirely; there was nothing, terrifyingly silent, not a sound came out. Definitely cleaned up by something swiftly and thoroughly, no struggle at all."
Most telling was no demon fled.
Initially, the overlaps were not deep, that region was visible, but scouts weren’t noticed initially, just observed briefly.
Now, reconnaissance sees nothing clearly.
"Cleaned up?" Groom squinted his brown eyes, thick fingers stroking the axe handle, "In the Abyss, few things can so neatly destroy a demon squad. Our tribe’s old Shaman is obsessed lately, talking about working for a ’sapling’ of a deity, power is ’fresh’ but... formidable."
Minotaurs are so few now, only one tribe remains in the Blood War Fortress, everyone understands what others are doing.
Aryan’s silver-grey eyebrows slightly arched: "’Sapling’? You mean the ’Blood-Silver Savior’? Lately, some vague rumors circulated around the fortress.
"It’s said this entity is extremely young, as if newly born, yet the ’Order’ power displayed is quite substantial. However... it seems no one has truly witnessed this entity act, or rather, no one can precisely identify its action."
After all, news of this deity emerged not long ago, but it’s unclear what he intends to do.
Initially, knowing this news brought joy, having a new ally, expecting to see their figure on the battlefield.
Yet successive battlefield conflicts yielded no sight of them, and gradually the excitement subsided.
It was thought to be mere rumor, mistaking a deity passing by for one who would stay long term.
