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Chapter 349 - 147: Gathering Materials

Chapter 349: Chapter 147: Gathering Materials

Under the sweeping Spirit Scream, everyone suddenly felt a strong headache and dizziness, almost unable to stand steady.

However, this Spirit Scream was once again interrupted—because as Sigrdrifa hastily retreated, she had already thrown the North Wind Axe.

The timing was so precise: if it had been a bit earlier, Fear would have chosen to dodge to the side instead of using Spirit Scream; a half-second later, with her consciousness severely affected by the scream, Sigrdrifa might not have been able to throw her weapon.

The North Wind Axe hit Fear, covering him again with a layer of frost, followed by countless new Spiritual Bodies, which under Nora’s manipulation, surrounded Fear.

Having used two powerful moves in a short time, Fear indeed suffered a massive loss of Spirituality, unable to use a third powerful move and was forced to fight against the surrounding Spiritual Bodies.

The previously overpowering and imposing Spiritual Bodies were almost immediately routed. It couldn’t be helped; most of them were ordinary people in life, and ordinary Spiritual Bodies in death, naturally no match for an Extraordinary Creature like Fear.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the circle formed by the Spiritual Bodies was torn open by Fear.

Just as he broke through the gap, Eleanor, wielding a longsword, immediately confronted him.

Fear also recognized this woman at once. Among all the enemies present, probably only this woman, who was disguised as an aunt, did not possess the means to threaten him.

So he chose not to consume his Spirituality to become ethereal, but instead extended his claws to continue the attack.

As claws clashed with the sword, a strange force was transmitted through the blade, as if chopping into a lump of extremely thick mud. Eleanor was alert, yet her mood involuntarily darkened.

War, endless war, the faces of those dead children appeared again before her eyes, almost causing her to lose her grip on her longsword.

Then a gunshot sounded.

In the moment that Fear attacked Eleanor, having fully materialized, Miel seized the most crucial opportunity and pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

The bullet passed through Fear’s skull, erupting like a watermelon injected with fluorescent ink, sending countless flickering light spots scattering in all directions.

From about two meters away, those light spots eerily slowed down, then quickly flew back.

More attacks came rushing in—flames, thunder, frost... scattering the still uncollected light spots once more.

But the more times they were scattered, the faster the light spots returned, and their flight distance quickly reduced from less than two meters to about half a meter.

Eventually, the light spots gathered together, and under the concerted attack of the crowd, collapsed grandly like a castle of sand, congealing on the ground into a pool of murky, opaque liquid.

They finally had it in their grasp... Just as this thought flashed through everyone’s mind, Aske reminded them,

"Mia!"

Mia quickly pointed a finger at the ground, and everyone’s shadows immediately came to life, pouncing fiercely towards the pool of liquid.

The moment the shadows touched the liquid, it emitted a mournful cry and suddenly seeped into the ground below.

It was trying to escape!

The shadows firmly clung to the liquid, clamping down forcefully like a Venus flytrap, completely enveloping the liquid that was still trying to seep downward.

The liquid struggled frantically within the shadows, while everyone watched tensely, fearing it might suddenly use some strange ability to escape.

After about another twenty minutes, the rolling speed of the liquid finally noticeably decreased and gradually came to a stop.

"Collect it," Aske commanded everyone, and using a container they had prepared in advance, they packed up the pool of liquid and sent it back to Fire Island.

"Aske," Nora and Medea seemed a bit guilty. It was because of their impulsiveness that they hadn’t let Aske check Eleanor’s appearance, which led to the exposure of their tearful plan at the very beginning, triggering the subsequent Strong Kill battle.

"Cough." Aske straightened his face, staring at the two anxious and beautiful girls with a scrutinizing gaze for quite a while.

"We can’t do this next time," he emphasized once more.

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The next day, everyone reached Mingxing City once more.

Compared to their last departure, Mingxing City was now overcrowded with immigrants bringing their families from other regions, all searching for jobs and purchasing necessities in the market.

Unquestionably, the city’s public security had deteriorated significantly. Within just a few minutes, they witnessed four thefts, six brawls, and countless arguments and conflicts in the streets.

The security team was nearly overwhelmed. Knight Captain John directed the guards to capture suspects and forcefully disperse the onlookers, eventually discovering The Azure Longsword Mercenary Corps among the crowd.

"Thank heavens, Miss, you have finally returned," he ran to Eleanor, clearly relieved, "Even though Count Innsbruck reported that you had evacuated the war zone in advance, we had not heard from you for many days, and the Duke has been quite worried recently."

"Is father in the palace right now?" Eleanor asked.

"Yes," Knight Captain John called over two guards, "The city is quite chaotic right now, I will have my men escort you back."

Upon returning to Weisbach Palace, the butler, who had been waiting, escorted everyone to the door of the Duke’s study.

At that moment, a small meeting was taking place inside the Duke’s study:

"...The Emperor’s Alliance remains trapped in Franknia, and a part of the army attempted to break into Burgundy from Southern Lorraine, but met with well-prepared resistance from the opposite side..."

"...Regarding the Bohemia Duchy, the Hussites have already sparked a full-scale rebellion, and the Luxembourg family cannot provide support at this time. Due to the rebellion, the military forces of Saxony Duchy in the north are also unable to take the eastern route for support..."

"...Relying solely on us to fend off the Wolf Family is impractical, we must find a way to breach Franknia, establish a connection with the Emperor’s northern alliance, but we currently cannot spare any manpower..."

"Why not let me take the troops then!" Eleanor’s second brother, Henry, interrupted the minister’s lengthy report, "Father, I will lead a Transcendent unit there, coordinate with His Majesty’s alliance for a pincer attack on the Griffin Family, and break through Franknia!"

"How many men will you take?" the Duke of Bavaria calmly asked his son.

"500 Transcendents, 1000 strong warriors with sufficient physical power!" Henry confidently declared.

"Then do you know how many men Earl Conrad has at his disposal?" the Duke asked.

"I..."

"If you don’t even know the strength of the enemy and you casually dispatch a troop northward, isn’t that a bit too reckless?" the Duke questioned.

Henry, rendered speechless, shifted his gaze and then noticed the butler and The Azure Longsword Mercenaries standing at the door.

"You all have returned!" he joyfully approached, and after confirming his little sister bore no injuries, warmly invited Aske and his group inside.

"I have heard of your achievements in the south." The Duke shifted the conversation smoothly, praising them with an approving tone, "Excellent, assisting Sigmund to hold out until Christmas truly exceeded our initial expectations."

Sigmund was Count Innsbruck’s name. Clearly, this noble had managed to evacuate the southern city in time and had praised the group highly before the Duke.

"You flatter us, Duke," Aske said, "We could have held out even longer, but we didn’t expect that they would borrow rocket launchers from the Church Court."

"I understand," the Duke said with a slight smile, "Your reward has been prepared, I will have the butler deliver it later."

"Ladies and gentlemen, we cannot afford to wait any longer, and neither can the Wolf Family. Both sides are merely racing against the countdown to destruction," the Duke of Bavaria turned around, surveying everyone in the study solemnly, "So far, the rate of collapse on the southern front has been within our expectations."

The expressions in the study lightened slightly. Indeed, although the current military situation remained tense, it was much better compared to the projection before the war commenced.

Previously, everyone estimated that Innsbruck could hold out until October at most, so in November and December, Weisbach would need to continuously send troops to the foothills of the Alps to the south, engaging in the complex terrain that acted like a meat grinder, and exert full effort to prevent direct plunder and destruction of the northern duchies’ territories.

However, now that Innsbruck had staunchly held out until the end of December, it undoubtedly bought a lot of time for the Weisbach family.

Even without dispatching troops to the south, when the Wolf Family troops break through the Ahnaus Mountain Area and enter Weisbach Family’s territory, the Emperor’s Alliance is expected to arrive just in time.

Regardless, the family’s land would definitely be preserved, the only issue remaining would be how many troops would be lost subsequently.