Chapter 797: The war for Exilon had begun
Augustus and Warden Felix widened their eyes in shock, confusion twisting into a deeper, primal dread. A chilling sensation spread across their bodies—a sense of encroaching doom. Their instincts screamed in unison, warning them that the colossal energy mantle covering the entire world of Exilon was only the beginning. Something far worse was coming.
Without hesitation, Augustus reached into his space ring and pulled out a special gem, a unique artifact crafted solely for communication with the Zanis Family headquarters on their homeworld. The gem glowed faintly in his palm, then flickered, then... nothing. No pulse, no energy resonance. It was completely inert.
"What!?" Augustus shouted in horror, disbelief etched into every feature of his face. For a moment, confusion consumed him—but he wasn’t just any scion of the Zanis Family. He had earned his position through his own strength, and his tactical mind quickly pieced things together. The energy mantle... it wasn’t just a barrier. It was a communications suppression field—an intentional act of war.
"We’re under attack," he whispered, fury seeping into his voice. "A calculated, strategic assault... They’ve isolated Exilon."
He spun toward Warden Felix. "Where’s the Interstellar Teleportation Formation!?"
His voice cut like a blade. The priority was now clear: they had to re-establish communication with the Zanis high command and warn them. Exilon wasn’t just any world—it was one of their core military hubs. If it fell, it would send ripples across the power structure of the family.
Warden Felix, hardened by decades of war, reached the same conclusion. He opened his mouth to answer—but the ground began to shake violently beneath their feet.
A low, unnatural rumble echoed through the walls of the fortress. Soldiers turned their heads in confusion as tremors disrupted their formation. Then the beasts came.
Animals—common beasts of the world—rushed toward the fortress from every direction. Wolves, deer, birds, serpents. They poured in through the outer walls and fell from the skies. At first, they seemed harmless—merely disoriented by the strange phenomenon. But as the Legends focused their senses, they felt something... wrong.
"They’re not monsters," one Sage muttered. "But they’re not normal, either."