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Chapter 252 - 237: The Golden Figure, Comforting (Two in One)_3

Chapter 252: Chapter 237: The Golden Figure, Comforting (Two in One)_3

At the same time, in the distant White Bear Country, and the not-so-distant Wavemist Nation, both were using their respective mysterious powers to fend off the disaster of the gates to the Ghastly Realm.

The Awakeners of White Bear Country bellowed "Ula" as they fought with ferocity far exceeding that seen in Sunset Country.

At one point, they were even seen violently pounding on a gigantic Mysterious Evil.

Wavemist Nation was relatively weaker, and the students returning from studying abroad couldn’t turn the tide—the potions they had bought were too few, and Torchfire Town’s branch had no choice but to dispatch additional forces, sending several standard teams to assist Wavemist Nation’s defense efforts.

And in countless other places, both in public and in the shadows, the battles were even more fierce.

The gates to the Ghastly Realm had their strengths and weaknesses, with some opening early and others late.

The fissure in the City of Mist in Sunset Country was one of the earlier ones to appear, having already undergone more than a dozen cycles of the Tide of Gray Mist, each one stronger than the last.

Boom—!

Under the shroud of gray mist, the last of the eight three-star Mysterious Evils fell.

The Nightwatchers let out a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but cheer, but as they looked at the still-ominous sky and the lingering mist they couldn’t shake off, their brows furrowed again, and their expressions grew more solemn.

"Isn’t it over yet?"

"It’s already the thirteenth cycle, even though this gate to the Ghastly Realm is tricky and the fissure is large, it must be about to end, right?"

"It’s very likely the next one, everyone hold on a little longer."

At this point, the fourteenth wave of the Evil Tide had not yet appeared, and the Nightwatchers felt fortunate to have enough time to rest.

But as the gray mist did not dissipate and the tide failed to surge forth, the grim expressions on the leaders’ faces deepened even as their strength partially recovered.

Their hearts were heavy, as if an oppressive invisible force was bearing down on them.

The waiting time for this cycle was longer than any previous interval of the Tide of Gray Mist, and just when many Nightwatchers were losing patience, the tide... arrived!

The wind was howling.

The slowly drifting gray mist suddenly surged violently, expanding and contracting repeatedly.

Expanding, contracting, expanding, contracting, expand-expand-expanding, contract-contract-contract—

It was like a gray tidal wave churning back and forth, up and down, through which one could glimpse a world of desolate grayness. Silent and dilapidated, dim and monochrome, with countless terrifying monsters surging forward, clustered together.

It was as if one looked down into a well, where below lay countless pale arms and grimacing faces pushing upward, struggling to break free.

Outside the well, no, outside the fissure.

The gate to the Ghastly Realm in the City of Mist had been compressed to its limits, the fissure suddenly widened, and burst open.

The gray mist exploded all at once!

Howling like an enormous net, it enveloped the four sides of the world, covering an area of one to two kilometers around the Tide of Gray Mist, from which shadow after shadow emerged in succession.

"Fall back!"

"All units fall back one kilometer!"

"Non-primary combat personnel fall back two kilometers!"

The Nightwatchers swiftly retreated to avoid a direct confrontation with the Mysterious Evil.

Monsters from within the mist continued to emerge in droves, setting foot on the land.

"Roar—"

A figure, dozens of meters tall and akin to a massive building, tore through the gray mist.

Its legs stamped on the earth, causing the ground to cave in. With four gaunt arms clenched into fists, it threw back its head and let out a ferocious roar.

The air vibrated, stirring ripples upon ripples.

The vision in front of countless Awakeners blurred, twisting gradually, their ears buzzing as if they could barely make out any sound.

Blood tears streamed from their eyes, and blood from their ears.

Instincts of survival made them flee incessantly, but still some fell to their knees, screaming in agony as their muscles withered and succumbed to a Deep Slumber.

With the emergence of this terrifying giant figure, the gray mist had already thinned considerably, but one Mysterious Evil after another continued to make an appearance.

Many Nightwatchers guessed right; this was the last wave of the Evil Tide, but they hadn’t guessed it completely right.

"This is, this is a Calamity Level Mysterious Evil!"

"A four-star Mysterious Evil from the Torchfire textbooks, the Four-Armed Giant, far surpassing any three-star colossal Mysterious Evil!"

Some Nightwatchers had seen a Calamity Level Mysterious Evil before, during the Red Moon disaster.

But at that time, they were very far from the Mysterious Evil, only glimpsing from a distance the creature that struck terror into their hearts.

But now, they were very close, merely over a thousand meters away.

The roars of the Mysterious Evil still pierced directly into their minds as they shakily took out the Calming Potion and gulped it down deeply.

Saint of Law Anthony clutched a high-grade curious artifact.

Anna clutched the pendant she had exchanged for at the training camp, her heart overflowing with unstoppable fear.

How should they deal with such monsters?

However, this was not the end, as the gray mist gradually thinned, more monsters kept emerging.

When the gray fog had almost completely receded, what appeared before the Awakeners of Sunset Country were not only the Four-Armed Giant, but also two terrifying giant shadows.

One stood erect, dozens of meters tall, with raging black flames engulfing its entire body.

The Blackflame Colossus!

The moment it appeared, the black flames spread out, engulfing many of the one- and two-star Mysterious Evils. The Four-Armed Giant even grabbed several two-star Mysterious Evils and stuffed them into its mouth like snacks, crunching and bursting them, with juices splattering everywhere.

The number of one- and two-star Mysterious Evils on the field had greatly diminished, yet the night watchers felt no relief, only terror.

No number of one- and two-star Mysterious Evils could compare to the dread brought by Calamity Level creatures.

The other creature was slightly smaller, hovering about ten to twenty meters off the ground, at first glance resembling a giant cluster of hydrogen balloons.

But upon closer inspection, one could see it was made up of eyeballs the size of buckets, hundreds of them, clumped together densely, the eyeballs ceaselessly rotating.

Just one glance could plunge a person into deep fear.

— A Calamity Level Mysterious Evil, Aggregate Evil Eye!

Three Calamity Level creatures appeared at once, and the sheer onslaught of their presence threatened to drive people insane.

Blood froze, and it felt as if one’s entire being had solidified.

Blindness, deafness, the whole body trembling!

Even the strong Princess Anna couldn’t stop herself from shaking.

Three Calamity Level creatures had arrived.

The portal to the Ghastly Realm closed completely.

The battlefield of the City of Mist plunged into an icy despair; however, amidst this despair, a glimmer of gold quietly appeared. At first, it wasn’t very bright, but it quickly burst forth, dispelling the heavy gloom of despair and tearing through the oppressive clouds.

"The mentor, the mentor!"

On the scene, the ordinary warriors of Torchfire Town whispered, their faces lit with shock.

Was it the Torchfire mentor?

The high-ranking night watchers gasped, all looking up.

A golden figure stood above the sky, lifted its palm, and threw one prism-shaped thunderbolt after another into the dense throng of the Evil Tide.

Crackle—!

Thunder roared and the creatures hit by the lightning were instantly annihilated, their huge, ugly bodies utterly destroyed, as the bright flash of lightning spawned three more bolts, targeting the three closest creatures.

One turned into three, three into nine, and nine into twenty-six.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of blue thunderbolts flitted through the Evil Tide, eradicating one creature after another.

Visibly, black shadows turned to ash.

They diminished in swathes.

In just a few breaths, thousands of one-, two-, and three-star Mysterious Evils vanished from sight.

At that moment, as the golden figure’s palm in the sky made a slight closing gesture, the remaining hundreds of thunderbolts converged like closing flower buds, soared back up, arrow-like, light-like, enveloping the remaining three giant shadows between heaven and earth.

The splendid lightning engulfed them!

Next, rolling purple thunder tore through the sky, striking all three giant shadows at once.

A bright white flash illuminated the sky, tears streamed down countless faces as they instinctively closed their eyes, the immense booming sounds buzzing in their ears.

For a while,

For a while,

When the blinding lightning in front of them gradually subsided, the dark clouds had dissipated, and the warm and gentle sunshine fell down from the firmament.

It fell upon the earth before them, which was now in complete disarray.

Not a trace of those creatures remained.

The three terrifying giant shadows had vanished without a trace, without even leaving any giant craters from the thunder strikes on the ground. The chaos that covered the ground was a remnant of the previous battle, as if the recent terrifying giant shadows and the splendid divine lightning that tore the sky were nothing but an illusion.

It was not an illusion!

Anna rubbed her eyes and, when she looked up again, could no longer see the figure in the sky.

But that scene was still etched in her heart.

The golden figure, it was very reassuring indeed.