Chaos' Heir

Chapter 964: Sudden death

Chapter 964: Sudden death



The first two trenches were a mess of muscular soldiers, furred figures, and bullets. The pack's frontline had broken through the firing barrage, and the chaotic scene forced the turrets to target different areas.

The Scalqa fought valiantly, emboldened by their faith in their godlike leader. The past months of battles had also weeded out the frailest soldiers, only leaving war-hardened aliens behind, so the monsters suffered heavy losses even after breaching the army's defenses.

The monsters' size provided no advantage against the Scalqa. The latter were actually taller and bigger, and their physique was often enough to deal with the beasts. Those creatures' fangs, claws, and ferocity were concerning, but the aliens had learned to deal with them. Mainly, they had stopped fearing them.

Moreover, the monsters had invaded the trenches in waves, so the Scalqa held the numerical advantage. They also had proper battle strategies and support from the backlines. Seizing victory could take a while, but that result looked set in stone, with a single exception.

The alpha leading the frontline was a terrifying beast. It towered above the Scalqa, and its skin looked immune to punches, mana bullets, and other weapons. Only martial arts and spells seemed to slow it down, but nothing ever came close to stopping it.

The frontline's leader was a perfect battering ram, shrugging off anything that landed on its imposing body while continuing to pierce the enemy's defenses. Teams of Scalqa had tried to encircle the creature multiple times only to see it advance undisturbed, leaving a trail of corpses and maimed bodies behind.

The alpha looked virtually unstoppable, forcing the Scalqa to switch to a different battle formation. The aliens focused on restraining the damage the monster could cause, isolating it from its underlings and leading it into emptier areas. Even if its stamina were endless,

The dark spot reappeared inside a trail of smoke behind Lieutenant Dyester, and he felt its movement through the surrounding heat. He hurriedly jumped to the ground, waiting for the pain to arrive before unleashing an upward, fiery torrent. A long injury widened on his back, but a knowing smile broadened on his face.

'Got you,' Lieutenant Dyester thought. He couldn't exactly feel through his flames, but the stench that reached his nostrils performed the same task. He knew the smell of burned flesh and fur better than his own, and its arrival confirmed that his attack had landed.

Lieutenant Dyester quickly jumped to his feet, chasing after the direction of his last injury. He rushed forward, jumping through a pile of smoke released by a burning corpse while flames formed on his open palms.

The sight that welcomed the Lieutenant broadened his smile. He finally saw his opponent. The smaller, lean alpha stood in a relatively empty area, limping while struggling to stand. Flames still flickered on one of its rear legs, making the limb useless and preventing its sudden accelerations.

The alpha growled at Lieutenant Dyester's arrival. Its main weapon was gone, but it didn't give up. Meanwhile, the Lieutenant ignored the creature's stance and joined his fiery palms, intending to seize that hard-earned opportunity to finish his opponent in one blow.

However, the alpha's eyes suddenly lost their light, and the creature fell lifelessly on the ground. The Lieutenant frowned, remaining wary of the beast, but the scene was undeniable. Also, the soldier spotted monsters randomly dying all around him before a deafening noise reached his ears and forced him to close his eyes.

Lieutenant Dyester knew the dangers of getting distracted on the battlefield, so he endured the noise and forced his eyes open. Finding the source of the painful sound wasn't hard, and a curse escaped his mouth when he witnessed the incredible scene.

In the distance, somewhere close to the pack's center, an invisible force had pierced a massive black river, turning it into a cone of raging energy flares. The scene was blurry, as if pieces of the world were lost during the mighty exchange, and Lieutenant Dyester didn't even need to think to find who had caused that mess.

"What did that brat even do now?" Lieutenant Dyester cursed.