Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 735: The Fourth Test

Chapter 735: The Fourth Test

It was an unstoppable ratio in advantage.

The army of the group he was currently in was a total of 10,000, but the army before him numbered 100,000.

They were close to ten times their number, and it was nothing short of crazy to Zeras that they weren’t running already.

Glancing behind him made him worry whether he was the only one who could assess the situation because the warriors were all ready to fight, and there didn’t seem to be the slightest bit of fear on their faces.

Narrowing his eyes into the distance, Zeras noticed a thin barrier that separated both armies, stopping them from making any moves yet, but he could see the barrier’s light dimming and dimming.

From looking around, he could sense something different.

The aura and mana in the air were different between both groups.

The place where the devilish army was, the mana was darker and more turbulent, but the place where he was, it was cool and gentle—a little bit familiar.

This wasn’t a hopeless and useless battle as he thought; this was an invasion.

And the army he was in was the one being invaded by the devilish army.

Since they couldn’t all sit and watch as the enemy entered their realm, harvesting their lives and resources, they had no choice but to all fight.

Then the disparaging ratio became clear to Zeras.

Silence reigned through the troop, the only thing to be heard was the stamping of feet and cackles of those from the devilish realms.

But soon, a sound could be heard, and it belonged to that of the young man with the long silvery hair.

He rose up from his magnificent throne, eyes looking into the distance at the devilish army before he turned and faced the troop.

“As much as I wish to avoid unnecessary bloodshed and pain, I am powerless.

Asking any one of you to back off from the fight is unfair, as we fight for an incredibly noble cause.

Behind us lay our dreams and hopes, our future generations, and our homes.

If we choose not to fight, everything becomes snatched out of our control, and everything we lose…” The young man’s calm voice reverberated through the farthest depth of the army.

“So we shall raise our sword and defend what belongs rightfully to us until our last breath.

We will be the reason why the legacy of us, Arcturon, forever remains in this world.

So we shall fight for our legacy, brothers, and fathers, until our very last blood is drained on this battlefield.

We shall strike so much fear into the enemy that their only nightmare would be them ever coming to our realm once more!” The young man roared out courageously, following which were the stamping of spear butts by the armies behind him as they all roared out, their will for battle alight within their chests and burning with an incredible light.

“The barrier will soon disappear…” Zeras muttered to himself as he looked at the barrier and found its light rapidly fluctuating. With every fluctuation, it dimmed.

“My Guardians!!” The voice rang out through the battlefield, coming from none other than Lord Thanos.

In the next instant, he rose up into the air, his silvery hair blowing behind him erratically. An otherworldly aura, holding enough power to become a mini-star, began undulating from his body, sending silent ripples around the area.

Instantly, the people behind him, which included Zeras and the cloaked figure that led him here, all slowly rose up into the air after him, powerful auras also undulating from their bodies.

Less than a minute later, the barrier finally shattered to pieces, and the army of devils immediately soared forward towards them, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake.

“Advance, brave warriors! Fear not death, for glory and honor await us on the battlefield.

Let our courage be the light that leads us to victory!” Lord Thanos roared out as the army rushed forth with their spears towards the enemies, their powerful roar containing their courage ringing loud and clear.

In the next instant, Lord Thanos’ eyes locked onto the leading enemy of the opposite army: the devilish figure.

“Guard my back,” Lord Thanos shouted, and in the next instant, he shot forward with speed comparable to that of a shooting star. Less than a second later, all of the guardians also shot forward with horrific speed, the same for Zeras, who followed the crowd.

“So this is the test, huh? Becoming one of an army that is no doubt doomed to lose and perhaps win even against the insurmountable odds?” Zeras mused to himself.

For a foruth trial, it really was as difficult as it could get.

But Zeras felt incredibly fired up, for the battle he was fighting was one that was righteous and worthy.

One worth his death, so therefore he would fight this fight as if it was his clan that was behind him.

“Leave me behind with the troop, Lord Thanos! I will offer much protection to the armies and guard them with my last breath!” Zeras suddenly said as they all sped off.

Lord Thanos’ eyes flashed as he looked behind him, locking gaze with Zeras.

He wasn’t the only one who did, as all of the remaining guardians were also all staring at him.

It was known to all.

The plan was for the guardian and Lord Thanos to rush into the enemy line and try to take the head of the opposing lord.

Once that was done, the battle was won.

But now, a guardian was willing to stay back to offer additional protection to the armies.

While it was no doubt reasonable, it was still not something they had planned, and most likely, Lord Thanos would refuse it.

“Then be at their very front, and guard as many people as you can!” Lord Thanos said to Zeras, accepting his improvised request before he continued flying with the guardians.