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2092: Chapter 698: Shameless Wolf People Deploy Plague Weapons!

World Tension +100!

2092 -698: Shameless Wolf People Deploy Plague Weapons!

World Tension +100!

Botana extended her hand, touching those plague barrels that had been concocted not long ago.

A certain dark light flickered in her cloudy eyes beneath the hood.

She said:

“Even those incompetent fellows from Twilight are interested in this thing.

We still don’t know where our King of Bone Biting learned this terrifying formula, but that’s not our concern.

Have the Bipedal Dragon Knights prepare to take to the skies!

I’ve grown tired of the stubbornness of the Blood Covenant Clan and the Transia people; let’s solve all this in the way of the Jackal Men.

If they’re unwilling to retreat, then let them remain on their stronghold forever, awaiting the arrival of death.

I’m certain the process will be anything but merciful.”

The Claw Chief Mother waved her hand, and immediately the Jackal Man Plague Sorcerers busied themselves.

Here, the black barrels totaled around two hundred; once the Bipedal Dragon Knights smashed them onto the stronghold, the plague would spread, enough to annihilate all those stubborn folks on the subsequent strongholds!

Moreover, the Jackal Men are keeping pace with the times.

The plague used by the Pī zhǎo Clan now is an enhanced version.

If the undead from Westerburg were to open a plague barrel here and take a sniff, it wouldn’t be difficult to find that the smell of this psychic plague is almost identical to the one that destroyed Westerburg and created the undead wasteland over two years ago.

Botana always held doubts about the power of Twilight, but she would not refuse effective assistance from Twilight.

After obtaining this improved formula, she almost immediately ordered the plague wizards in the clan to start making them; now, these “big babies” were to be put to use.

“I actually hope they hold on.”

Botana watched as those plague barrels were tied under the Bipedal Dragons, and said to the silent Huggesen beside her:

“They will hold out to the end, and then be killed by the plague and resurrected as brutal undead.

We don’t even need to control them; their hatred for the living will drive them back to the places they swore to defend.

One massacre after another!

We can claim victory again and again without even needing to fight.

The Blackflame Mountain Pass has been taken; the road to Transylvania will be smooth sailing.

You can make your preparations, Huggesen.

Bring our elite, and once the plague wizards clear the path, advance bravely.”

The Grand Marshal, carrying the Wolf Blood Holy Sword, nodded and turned to rally the troops.

The Claw Chief Mother stood her ground, watching the first batch of Bipedal Dragon Knights take off with the heavy plague barrels, flying towards the direction of Blackflame Mountain Pass.

With the plague weapons deployed, this battle already held no suspense.

Hmph!

She would prove her thoughts.

The powerful Jackal Men could dominate the world without Twilight’s help, as the King of Bone Biting had vividly demonstrated how this could be done.

This time, she only needed to be careful not to repeat Lord Felix’s mistakes.

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“The rear supplies have been transported halfway!

Hang on for another three hours!”

On position eight, Lord Hether just received the Earth Priest’s report, which relieved her, and she loudly shouted to the warriors around her who had been fighting bloodily for several hours:

“We can hold on, warriors!

The Jackal Men and their rogue allies cannot crush us; if we just keep fighting like this, we might even reclaim our position.

Stay vigilant!

Remain on guard!”

She shouted slogans, but few responded.

The people on this position were already very tired, especially after Murphy had withdrawn his foreign warriors, sending those energetic guys to help transport important supplies.

Without those noisy guys around, the brutal defensive battle seemed to become dull.

Hether noticed this scene.

She knew morale was starting to slip, and perhaps it was time to consider a retreat.

“Murphy, can you hold on over there?”

Lord Hether pulled out a Calculating Pearl, as the Jackal Men’s psychic interference on Blackflame Mountain Pass had weakened a bit, allowing the pearl’s communication to be restored within a short range.

The Second Lord asked in a low voice, and a few seconds later, Murphy’s voice came from the pearl:

“All four defense points are at risk of being breached.

These undead from centuries ago are ferocious.

Their wills are twisted and solely intent on avenging the living.

My warriors can hold out for at most another hour or two before needing to retreat.

Blow up the remaining supplies; they can’t be secured anymore.

Personnel evacuation is almost halfway done, so you should prepare to retreat too.

Don’t cling onto it stubbornly!

Once the Jackal Men charge through, we will immediately release those undead warriors.

Their hatred for the living will make them attack the Jackal Men too, creating the perfect chaos to help us escape safely.”

“Alright.”

Lord Hether was very unwilling.

But she knew now was not the time to be single-mindedly obstinate.

Seeing that the gnolls were already beginning to gather in front of the battle line, Hether decided that she would retreat after this round of fighting.

But just as both sides were ready to engage, Dymes, the Senior Ranger Captain resting against a stake, suddenly looked up.

With the excellent vision of the Forest Elves, he saw black spots breaking through the clouds high in the sky.

“The Jackal Men have dispatched Bipedal Dragon Knights!”

The elf captain picked up his war bow, strung a piercing arrow, and shouted loudly:

“Their numbers are few, don’t worry, you continue to handle the ground; the sky defenses are up to us!

Rangers, rise with me!”