Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Is it really okay to send such a powerful piece right from the start?”
“Uncle Parkes’ fighting prowess is secondary. What I care more about are his team’s boosting abilities.”
Parkes Fitch, one of the three strongest warriors in Rockevas, was undoubtedly powerful, but his specialty was his halo combat skills.
A halo combat skill could boost a group’s battle power. Parkes Fitch created them from variations of halo magic.
Compared to ordinary halo magic, the effect of Pax Fitch’s halo combat skill might be weaker, but it could last much longer in terms of duration.
Essentially, it could withstand a long period of high-intensity combat.
It was unlike the halo magic, where the magic power of the mage was exhausted before the battle even ended.
After learning about Parkes’ abilities, Rogeria understood Bernal’s intentions immediately.
Such a person would indeed reap more benefits the earlier he came in.
How tricky of a situation. I did not expect Bernal to have such a person.
Rogeria maintained her smile, but she was getting more and more excited. The more difficult the situation, the more amused she was.
Now, this is getting challenging. Isn’t it?
As her eyes darted between her pieces, Rogeria began selecting the one she was about to use next.
The straightforward method to deal with this was to find a monster to deal with Parkes.
However, if that were to happen, she would fall into Bernal’s trap.
To Rogeria, all of this was only entertainment, but to Bernal, it was all real. What he held in his hands were no ordinary pawns.
Every chess piece represented an actual human being, including some of his acquaintances.
“In that case, I’ll be counting on you.”
Just as Rogeria stretched out her finger for her next move, a beam of bright light suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield.
Under the illumination of this light, a large number of monsters howled in pain.
The pressure on Rockevas’s side reduced significantly.
Immediately afterward, a blue cavalry rushed into the battlefield to finish off all kinds of demonic beings.
“!” Rogeria stood up immediately, with her smile frozen on her face, and her purplish-red eyes displayed the starry universe.
Anyone who was in the middle of something would become angry if they were suddenly disturbed. Needless to say, it was the same for an evil god like Rogeria, who always did things her own way.
Looking at the angry Rogeria, Bernal seemed to have discovered a new continent. His gaze never left her face.
What is this feeling?
As he touched his chest, Bernal suddenly felt that his sense of loss was gone at this moment. An unprecedented satisfaction filled his heart.
If it were before, Rogeria would have definitely responded to Bernal’s stare. This time, however, she was angry.
The ground outside Rockevas began to warp and melt into a swampy state. At the same time, the Monster Forest began to transform as well. The twisted trees seemed to come alive as mouths filled with sharp teeth appeared on the dried branches.
On the trunk of the tree, pairs of terrifying scarlet eyes opened.
It was not just that the trees had come to life, but also the entire Monster Forest seemed to have a life of its own as it began to awaken and move under Rogeria’s control.
Rogeria did not say a word during the entire process. Still, Bernal could sense the anger coming from her.
It was a wave of intense anger that seemed like it could destroy the entire world.
The space became distorted as the surrounding stars began to shatter. This space probably would not last for much longer.
Bernal ignored Rogeria, who was beginning to mess around. He looked at the chessboard for the third party who had suddenly intruded into their game.
To be precise, he was looking for the flag of this faction.
Bernal was not unfamiliar with the flower on the flag.
The flower of Korolis symbolized holiness and purification.
It was not just a symbol. The Korolis Flower itself possessed holy energy that could purify and heal.
What bothered Bernal the most was the meaning of the flower’s appearance.
The only authority in this world that had the Korolis Flower as its symbol was the Sacred Country.
Bernal was a little puzzled. He only knew the country name and not much else.
“Why would someone from the Sacred Country suddenly appear at the border?”
Speaking of the Sacred Country, Bernal only knew that everyone in this country believed in a God named Otto.
It was one of the three human countries of the Nyer Continent.
As for further information, Bernal was not too sure.
Based on the current situation, they should be on Rockevas’ side. They could be considered allies for the time being.
Looking at Rogeria’s impending counterattack, Bernal began to look forward to how the Sacred Country would deal with it.
After all, she was getting serious this time.
Even if Bernal did not deliberately use the contract to sense it, he could feel the anger coming from the other party.
He would not be happy as well if someone interrupted in the middle of the game.
However, Bernal was very happy now.
He realized that Rogeria’s unhappiness had already become the source of his happiness.
At this moment, the emotions that were flowing through his heart were undoubtedly joy.
For the first time in a long time, Bernal revealed an innocent smile that matched his current age.
In the real world, Rockevas could already be described as hell.
The human world was in a tragic state. There were all kinds of monsters scattered across the swamp-like black earth.
In the face of such a situation, escape was the only choice for the soldiers.
However, none of them from Rockevas chose to escape.
Where could they run?
Behind them was their country with their families.
They chose to fight to the death.
For their homes! And for their honor!
“It’s quite a big deal this time around.”
Bernal sat at the side and watched the show, contrary to his usual behavior.
He looked like a child who had just received a new toy, the smile on his face ever-present.
His blue eyes turned dark purple at this moment. The dark pupils on both sides began to clear up, transforming into two different crowns. One was the king’s crown, and the other was the queen’s crown.
In Bernal’s peculiar eyes, the image of Rogeria’s exasperated expression flashed.
“It’s about time. I’ve had this dream long enough. Time to wake up..”