Chapter 203: Large deployment (II)
For the last few days, the entire Silent Wind Military Base burst with activity as soldiers prepared for a large-scale deployment. Finally, the day came, and three massive battalions marched out of the base, each displaying an imposing might that reflected their crucial missions.
Grand Marshal Anglius, a colossal figure nearly four meters tall, led the largest battalion. Clad in resplendent golden armor, with a shield on his back and a formidable machete in his right hand, Anglius’s aura was imposing.
He led a battalion of nearly six hundred battle-hardened Warriors and Mages, averaging Level 3. The battalion moved with synchronized precision, its footsteps echoing like thunder. This force’s sheer size and disciplined formation exuded an aura of invincibility.
Their destination was Canvas City, the closest city to the Silent Wind Military Base and one of the most populated in Constantine Country. Their mission was to secure the largest town, rescue any survivors, and fortify it as a stronghold against potential threats.
The mission was the most time-consuming and required a massive military presence, which was why the battalion carried so many soldiers. It was meant to guide the city’s inhabitants while asserting the might of the Xaos Kingdom.
The second battalion, a force of two hundred and fifty elite warriors, was led by nineteen soldiers in ominous black armor. Their bodies exuded a formidable bloodline aura, and runic lines etched into their skin glowed with an eerie light.
19 Bloodline Soldiers were no longer just words but a title given to the elite troop. Their eyes were sharp as they guided their forces, each step resonating with power and purpose.
Their mission was to penetrate Trigun City, the former epicenter of the high demonic horde led by Arasbus. The number of survivors there was expected to be minimal, and the primary objective was to eliminate any remaining threats, gather valuable materials, and kill alien life forms to gain Origin Force, enhancing their own power. The battalion’s deadly efficiency promised to cleanse the city of any lingering dangers.
The final force, though the smallest with only sixty soldiers, radiated an overwhelming presence. This battalion was a force to be reckoned with, led by five warriors in radiant golden armor, each exuding a brilliant bloodline force, and accompanied by a massive two-meter-tall white wolf.