Chapter 368


    "Grand Elder!" Lord Viperbanemanded sharply. What are you dawdling for at such a time?


    "You lead the assault, and I’ll breach their defenses!" The Grand Elder, hands sped behind his


    back, gestured toward the forest edge, where mighty champions from the three factionsy hidden.


    There was no time for caution. vin had to be taken amidst the chaos, for with each moment, the


    endeavor grew moreplicated, and the opportunity to im vin shrank. Moreover, the Grand


    Elder could not bear the thought of being mocked in front of all the Nortnds'' champions. They


    had to capture vin and withdraw swiftly.


    Neasilis and hispanions emerged, bursting from the forest into the wilderness, charging toward


    the Stormcast with ferocious speed.


    "It begins!" Spectators from afar, eager to take advantage of the situation, anticipated their chance


    to gain an easy prize.


    "I''ll see who darese within a step of the Stormcast!" Jarad stood defiant above the city gates,


    as the clouds churned violently above, like a river of blood winding through the sky, a terrifying sight


    that chilled the bravest of hearts.


    "Grand Elder, make it quick and decisive. I’ll try to hold him off," Lord Viperbane, strong and


    domineering, was confident he could entangle Jarad. It would not take long to finish this.


    "Breach, y, and find vin," the Grand Eldermanded loudly, locking eyes with Commander


    Kashann from afar, his fighting spirit zing. Behind him in the wilderness, Neasilis and his


    companions elerated, their inner magic surging and their auras dazzling. They unleashed


    tremendous energy, streaking across the wilderness like lightning.


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    These were powerful Master Mages, over fifty strong, and even if an Archmage would emerge from


    Stormcast, they believed they could destroy the city, ughter its inhabitants, and force the Mallister


    family to surrender vin.


    "Will you simply watch, or are you goting to seize the Kings'' eptance?" Commander Kashann,


    severely wounded, could not withstand the Grand Elder''s onught and sought help from the


    distant Floral Enchantress Commander.


    The Floral Enchantress Commander remained impassive, her thoughts and intentions inscrutable.


    "y!" Lord Viperbane, sensing the Floral Enchantress Commander''s hesitation,unched a fierce


    attack, unleashing a tidal wave ofbat prowess against Jarad.


    "y!" The Grand Elder charged at Commander Kashann.


    Meanwhile, in the wilderness, Neasilis and hispanions spread out, like arrows flying across the


    dry grass, avoiding the battlefield of Archmages and heading straight for Stormcast.


    "Father! We must act now. We can’t wait any longer." Deep in the wilderness, Balder pleaded with


    his father. Over three hundred of the Mollen family’s warriorsy hidden here. Though they didn;t


    have powerful Archmages, them joining the ancient city’s battlefield would still present a formidable


    force.


    "Is vin within the ancient city?" the Mollen family patriarch frowned, observing the distant


    battlefield. The situation was unclear, and the consequences of intervening were unpredictable.


    Matured beyond rash decisions, he knew that inplex situations, caution was paramount.


    Behind him stood the extensive Mollen family; one false step could doom them all.


    "Father! Commander Kashann has not fled with vin but has chosen to invite battle in the


    Nortnds. There must be a reason behind it. I believe they have other ns."


    "Indeed, it could be a ruse to attract attention and create an escape opportunity for vin."


    Balder suddenly knelt, and his honest face was devoid of any smile as he spoke earnestly, "Father, I


    stake my life on it. vin would never abandon his family. I understand the pressure you face to


    intervene now, but great cmity corresponds with great fortune. If we bet correctly, Bloodlore and


    Cobalt Strike will be staunch allies of the Mollen family."


    "If we lose, the Mollen family will face the cruel repression of Lord Viperbane."


    "Father! Take the risk!"


    The over three hundred Mollen family guards furrowed their brows, also awaiting the patriarch''s


    decision.


    The Mollen family patriarch clenched and unclenched his fists, his brow knitting into a knot. "Give


    me one more reason!"


    Balder looked up, "Let''s consider the worst oue. The ancient city falls, the Eight Orders


    fracture, the Five Lords are defeated, and the Nortnds plunge into total chaos. The Mollen family


    may lose some interests and face dangers and challenges, but we also have the opportunity to rise


    in troubled times, because we have vin! Behind vin stand Bloodlore and Cobalt Strike, and


    perhaps... the Iron family! Father, what is your greatest wish in life? To maintain what we have, or to


    break through?"


    The Mollen family patriarch pondered long and hard before speaking in a deep voice, "The Mollen


    family''s development has reached a bottleneck; indeed, we need a significant change. I’ll bet on the


    legacy of vin''s, and I bet the Eight Orders will not let Lord Viperbane off easily. Take action!


    Spare no expense. Protect Stormcast."


    "By yourmand!" Led by Daman, three hundred of the Mollen family''s mightiest warriors


    bellowed in unison, their voices rising like a sudden surge of beasts unleashed, charging toward


    Stormcast with ferocious zeal.