Chapter 392: Second day
If the Xaos Forces had faced a human army, entering the walls after provoking such devastating casualties would have granted them a few hours of rest, as the enemy would have been exhausted. But that was not the case with the Leviathans. Even after losing more than half a million drones, tens of thousands of aerial units, and over twenty insect-humanoid hybrids, they still raged head-on toward the fortress with overwhelming power and killing intent.
Of course, given Overlord’s knowledge of the hive, he knew this would happen. The next second, the Mages who had been inside the fortress all this time showed their worth. Hundreds of men and women placed their hands on the massive outer ring walls, making sure everything was in order before pulling back.
In the following moment, massive magic matrices and energy conduits glowed across the fortress, emerging from the top of the volcano and reaching into the walls. Under the guidance of the Mages, that white energy took form.
Thousands of drones marched toward the walls as the magic matrices burst with power. In the next second, torrents of fire emerged from every inch of the fortress’s walls.
"Shriiieeek!" Screams erupted from the drones as they were scorched immediately under the massive waves of fire erupting from the walls. The massive surge from the hive that seemed to know no end froze for a second before immediately pulling back, standing right outside the ring of fire that surrounded the fortress.
It was a striking scene when viewed from the sky. The walls surrounding Kuro Mountain spouted fire non-stop, and right outside the range was a sea of darkness made up of millions of creatures that only knew how to kill and devour. The fortress contained tens of thousands of exhausted soldiers, but their eyes remained sharp as they gazed at the massive dark army.
"Ring of Fire will last thirteen hours. Use the time to replenish your energy and rest," Overlord’s voice emerged from their communication gems, and everyone relaxed for a moment. The A.I. Clone never made assumptions or sent mixed messages. If it told them they had thirteen hours, then they had that.
The troops took a moment to rest. Soldiers slumped against the inner walls, their armor battered and covered in soot. Medics moved among them, tending to wounds and distributing healing potions. The scent of cooked meals began to waft through the air as cooks set up large pots over open flames, preparing sustenance for the weary fighters.
After eating, many found places to lie down, closing their eyes to snatch a few hours of much-needed sleep.