Chapter 404 - 18: Madman Al
Just as the people in the Titan Race chat group were flaming each other, Al came back online.
Looking at the familiar names in the chat group, tears streamed down Al’s face.
’My brothers, you have no idea. It’s only been a few days, but I’m not the man I used to be.’
Then he saw the chat messages. The war between the commoners and the nobles... he used to care a great deal about that. But now? What did it have to do with him? He was no longer part of the Titan Clan People’s forces. Commoners or nobles, they were all enemies now!!!
Al: "@Brelli, why don’t you come join me? Your cousin’s territory is so close to mine, you two might just get captured by me together in a few days."
Al: "If you join me now, in a few days, you’ll be the one capturing your cousin."
Brelli: "∠(°ゝ°）???"
Brelli: "Are you serious?"
Al: "Of course. I’m extending you a sincere invitation."
Brelli’s cousin: "Dumbass, if you’ve got the guts, then come at me. I’ll be waiting right here."
...
Brelli’s cousin: "Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!"
Brelli’s cousin: "@Brelli, get over to my territory now! Join me, rest and regroup, and then we’ll go take on Al together and show him what we’re made of."
Al: "Sigh~ No need! Really, no need! Coming now would just be throwing your lives away. You’d be better off enjoying your last few peaceful days in your own territories, waiting for me to come take them over."
Brelli’s cousin: "ARGH—I’m gonna explode!!!"
Brelli’s cousin: "Al, how about a duel? Tomorrow, high noon, at Brelli’s old territory! Let’s have a fight and see who’s really stronger."
Al: "Oh? You’re that eager to die and hand your territory over to me? How embarrassing for you. Don’t worry, I’ll be there tomorrow to grant your wish!"
Brelli’s cousin: "Damn you! We’ll see how tough you talk tomorrow!"
...: "Alright, alright, placing bets! Who’s winning tomorrow?"
...: "My money’s on Al. Even though he messes with us all the time, he’s still pretty strong."
...: "I’m betting on Brelli’s cousin!"
...
The topic in the chat group was completely derailed by the duel challenge between Al and Brelli’s cousin. Meanwhile, Al logged off with a regretful expression.
"Honestly, I was just telling the truth. Why is he so angry?"
Right now, Als Territory didn’t have many soldiers or heroes of its own, but outside the territory were forty thousand heroes from the main lord’s lands, stationed and waiting. Anyone who tried to attack his territory was on a suicide mission.
’I have no idea how the Lord developed his territory. He sent forty thousand heroes to me alone, along with four Legendary Heroes as Supreme Commanders. The main territory must have even more heroes.’
’Judging by the Lord’s power, he’s probably a hero himself. If only I could become a hero, too.’
...
One day later, Al arrived at Brelli’s former territory with a dozen or so Excellent-grade heroes (the Superior-grade ones had died fighting Lin Yu’s Heroic Corps) and 5,000 elite soldiers.
On this field of rubble and ruined walls, Brelli’s cousin was waiting in stern formation with his fifty thousand elite soldiers.
"Huh? Where’s Brelli?" Al scanned the area after arriving, surprised to find that Brelli wasn’t there.
"Hmph, don’t even mention that coward. After listening to you, that kid ran off to find a lord even farther away to take him in." Brelli’s cousin’s tone was extremely annoyed.
Al laughed after hearing this. "Hahaha, he’s actually pretty smart. Besides, how is that cowardly? I was telling the truth. In a few days, I really am going to attack your territory."
"Bastard! Then let’s see you try right now! I’m going to smash your damn head in!"
"Bring out your soldiers!"
Hearing Al continue to brag so shamelessly, Brelli’s cousin was fuming.
"There. This is all of them." Al pointed to the soldiers behind him.
Brelli’s cousin looked at the 5,000 men behind Al, then at the 50,000 elite soldiers by his own side, and his anger flared even hotter.
"You bastard, you show up for a duel with just this many troops? Take a look at the numbers! Did you think I’d send out fewer men to fight you just because you brought less?"
"It’s fine. Just send them all!"
After speaking, Al took a few steps back, letting the soldiers behind him move forward and form up.
Brelli’s cousin looked at Al’s soldiers and gestured oddly. "Why are your soldiers so tall?"
According to the philosophy of the Titan Clan People, what is most condensed is most essential.
This was because in the society of the Titan Clan People, the smaller something was, the more powerful it usually was.
Extraordinary Beings existed in their society, and for them—especially the melee types—the more powerful they were, the greater their weight, and the smaller their volume.
"Because they’re all elites!"
Hearing Al say this, Brelli’s cousin burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, I can’t believe it! You actually went the ’bubble’ route!"
(This refers to increasing one’s body size to gain greater strength and constitution while resisting high gravity. However, compared to members of their race who are smaller and have higher attack power for the same amount of strength, a larger body size offers no real advantage and is mockingly called a ’bubble’ by the Titan Clan People.)
"Even if your soldiers are high-grade, how high can they be? The men I brought are all Heavy Armor Warriors! And with a ten-to-one numerical disadvantage, even if your soldiers are a higher grade than mine, you’re still guaranteed to lose."
The Heavy Armor Warriors of the Titan Race weren’t just called that because their armor was heavy. The main reason was that these Warriors could live, train, and fight under higher gravity.
Generally speaking, the comfortable gravity for an ordinary member of the Titan Clan People was three times normal, but these Heavy Armor Warriors could fight in over five times gravity. The most outstanding among them could even battle under six times gravity.