Chapter 432: My time to evolve
"Time to start the offensive."
A murderous aura arose in the eyes of the Depravitas and the Viking princess as Vlad uttered those words. They had been reacting to the Leviathan Race’s moves for too long already. It was time to be proactive, to begin their march across the Monsoon Continent, and reach the obelisk—the core of the Leviathan race—to end this war once and for all.
Without wasting any more time, Vlad, Jormungandr, Freya, and Ouroboros began to move forward. They were still within the borders of Kylen Country, but the frontier to Karman Country was very close. It did not take long for the group to leave Leviathan territory. Once they crossed the border, they were able to unleash the full might of their physical power and energy, moving at supersonic speed toward Kuro Mountain.
The landscape blurred around them as they dashed forward, the wind whipping against their faces. Trees and hills passed in an instant, mere flashes in their peripheral vision. Along the way, the only sound they could hear was the rush of air and the distant echoes of nature. While that would normally be comforting and peaceful, Vlad and the others knew that this tranquility was deceptive.
The silence was a stark reminder of the Leviathan Race having laid waste to every single form of fauna in the region. The forests were eerily quiet, devoid of birdsong or the rustling of animals. If they failed, all of Terra would fall into the same peaceful silence as all organic life would be consumed by the Leviathans. Those thoughts cast grim expressions on the faces of the Depravitas and the Viking princess.
After roughly two hours of relentless running, the massive silhouette of Kuro Mountain appeared once more on the horizon. They had left only a couple of days ago, yet the fortress seemed even more formidable than before. The walls were restored to their full glory, and intricate magic matrices covered the terrain, their arcane symbols glowing faintly in the dimming light. It was clear that the forces that remained behind did not waste their time and had fully fortified their stronghold.
As they approached, the Depravitas and the Viking princess did not conceal their presence. The moment they neared Kuro Mountain, soldiers on the walls and battlements turned toward the group. Eyes full of hope and anticipation watched them, whispers spreading rapidly among the ranks.
"They’ve returned!"
"Did they succeed?"
Vlad could feel the weight of their expectations. He walked confidently toward the heart of Kuro Mountain, his companions flanking him. The crowd parted before them, soldiers standing at attention, their gazes fixed upon them. Vlad raised his fists high above his head, commanding immediate attention.
"We have destroyed the biomass shipment of the Leviathan Race and laid waste to its elite forces on the shores of Kylen Country!" he declared, his voice ringing out powerfully.
For a moment, there was stunned silence. Then, a wave of exhilaration swept through the crowd. Cheers erupted, echoing across Kuro Mountain as the soldiers celebrated the news. Some raised their weapons skyward. The oppressive weight of fear and uncertainty seemed to lift, replaced by a burgeoning sense of hope.