The Great Worm Lich

Chapter 538: The Death of the King

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The unknown was always the most terrible.

After undergoing the artillery baptism, each of the Nado warriors was wounded, but when they saw that the enemy’s attack was not fatal, they summoned their courage to fight till the end. Gripping the weapons in their hands tightly, they shouted in unison.

The blood of the soldiers had boiled. This was the best opportunity to turn the situation around, but unfortunately, this was the first time the highest commander on the battlefield involved himself in a war. With a strong force in the air, he could smell the smoke of the iron and fire, but his brain had turned blank.

Upon seeing Tumo’s stunned expression, a four-feathered, shrewd, and ruthless human-headed lion warrior who had a ferocious look on his face beside him had a contemptuous gaze in his eyes before whispering, “Sir Tumo, you should report this to His Majesty now that a strong enemy has come to attack us!”

After that, he proceeded to run and charge out.

“All Rovan warriors, charge! Those cannons on the ships can only hit a long-range target, so let us all dash into the sea and climb the enemy’s warships to drink their blood! The brave ones will receive the supreme power given by the god while the cowards who escape from the war will only be humiliated and beheaded! All Nado people, charge! Charge!” The lion warrior charged with all four limbs on the ground, bolting rapidly into the sea as he bawled loudly.

The bright feathers inserted on the dense mane on the top of the warrior’s head, who charged first shone brightly in the rising sun.

“It’s Sir Skuqi, the’ Black Lion’s Claw’! Charge! For the honor of Nado...” A high-ranking military officer, who had awe-inspiring fame, on the battlefield could rally multitudes in a single call when a general couldn’t command. Following the feathers swaying in the wind, countless of Nado warriors who transformed into beasts charged into the sea.

“Boom, boom...” In the face of the militant attack of the Rovanian, the Wizard Li fleet responded with another round of intense violent artillery attacks. At the same time, the secret doors on the deck of the battleship opened one by one. Hundreds of thousands of warriors, who were extensively armed to their teeth while riding on fierce war partners, flocked to the ship’s side.

When the charging Nado warriors saw that the enemy on the steel warships were not the despicable mainlanders but their compatriots, most of them could not help but slow down their pace. At that instant, when they hesitated, the tens of thousands of chief warriors mixed among the Wizard Li’s expeditionary army sharply captured the battle opportunity and exerted their magical sorcery power one by one.

Bloody red tree vines slowly formed in the air. Erected on the beach, it waved its thorny sturdy branches smashing at each of the Nado warriors that passed by it, tearing their ‘shells’ apart while injecting venom into their bodies.

Seawater silently rose to become steam and spread to the shore to wrap around the charging warriors. Without warning, it froze and formed ferocious-looking ice sculptures one by one.

Blazing hot flame broke through all the shackles and spurted out of the ground to turn into magma, devouring those who could not dodge in time. Shrieks of those who were burnt echoed in the sky...

Perhaps the sorcery of one Wizard Li chief warrior might not be conspicuous, but when tens of thousands of spellcasters were exerting their attacks at the same time, even god would not dare to look down on their power.

“Turning quantity into quality is quite a good saying.” Standing on the towering observatory of a steam battleship one kilometer away from the Nado harbor, Zhang Lisheng looked at the fierce battle in the distance with a sigh. “Although I’ve looked down on the support of the faith from the other foreign tribes on the Nado warrior’s fighting will, in the face of our tens of thousands of spellcasters, they would still inevitably die no matter how brave they are.”

“Those who affront your dignity can only perish,” A sturdy middle-aged native warrior who was wearing a gold headband with an awe-inspiring temperament, standing behind the Wizard Li’s god said respectfully, “However, the power of the weapon called ‘shell’ used by the Nutao Sea warriors cannot be underestimated. If it’s a battle of conquest carried out by close combat, it will take at least five Wizard Li warriors to defeat one of them.”

“This is true,” the young man nodded with a smile. “However, the stronger the ‘shell’ is, the stronger the battle strength of the Wizard Li in the future will be even. Uluban, pass my order. Tell the vanguard fleet to crush the Nado tribe in the shortest time possible. We must erect our totem pole at least by noon.”

“Yes, Great God!” The Wizard Li’s legion commander, who had a 200,000-strong army under his command, kneeled on the ground and replied, before turning and jumping down from the watchtower. At this time, under the cooperation of the artillery and spells, the Rovanian on the harbors had all perished, leaving behind only a few Nado warriors equipped with winged shells that were putting up a last-ditch struggle.

Actually, the defeat had already destroyed the courage of these survivors, but it was just that the Wizard Li’s dragon hawk warrior, who had flown up to the sky chasing without fear of death, had let them learn that escaping was an extravagant hope. Because of this, they stayed on the battlefield wanting to meet their end together, trying to kill one or two chief warriors who had a high position in the enemy force.

After receiving the command to hasten the attack that the god issued, the vanguard team quickly wiped out these flying ‘flies’ completely. After that, the warships pulled in to the shore one by one, crashing the weird enclosed ships of the Nado tribes till they sank into the bottom of the sea, before sending troops of Wizard Li’s warriors onto the harbor one by one incessantly.

The army charged to the distant city in a formation.

From launching the first bombardment to occupying the harbor, the Wizard Li’s expeditionary army only used less than ten minutes in total. When the Nado army who received the warning was still assembling, they had already rushed into the city.

Paying no attention to the black short houses lining up in straight lines that stretched out as far as the eyes could see and the horrified Rovanians scattered around the streets as well as their strange ‘partners,’ the Wizard Li warriors barged towards all living creatures that they could see; a tragic rampage street fighting was set off right away.

Unlike the powerful Hellfire tribes in the other regions that had more separate establishments and hunting grounds, the slave master tribes in the Nutao Sea’ three islands lived in the remains of ancient cities.

Only by occupying more city remains and ruled more slave tribes could they make their tribes stronger. The size of the ancient city where living creatures resided was also the key to measuring the strength of the tribe.

The Nado tribe was initially a weak indigenous tribe in the west of the Rovan Island, barely occupying an ancient city with an area of ??two to three square kilometers that lay in front of a valley. It controlled several slave tribes within three to forty kilometers of the vicinity.

A thousand years ago, a natural disaster accompanied by volcanic eruptions, torrential rains, and tsunami that resembled the end of the world almost wiped the Nado tribe extinct. The hunting ground they ruled turned into a swamp, and the ‘life’ of the city also fell to a dangerous level after resisting the natural disaster. The natives who had escaped from the disaster were faced with the catastrophe of distinction. They must then find a way to survive.

Although they possessed ‘shells,’ they would only be heading to extinction if their remaining power was discovered by other slave master tribes. In desperation, the Nado warriors could only surrender exploring areas that were slightly affected by inland disasters and risked seeking hope in the regions that were severely hit by the disaster.

The goal of these intelligent ancient natives was the distant sea, where there was an endless supply of food that could rejuvenate their ‘city.’

In the end, the harvest brought by this life-and-death exploration far exceeded the imagination of the Nado tribesmen. They relied on the power of their ‘shells’ and the hard life of fishing and hunting. Now, not only did they save their own ‘city,’ but they had also found the remnants of an ancient city that had been exposed by the waves on the seaside, buried underground.

That ‘remnants ‘ was several dozens larger compared to the ‘city’ the Nado tribesmen formerly resided. More importantly, there was still a trace of vitality. Since then, the Nado embarked on a great road, but unfortunately, this glory was about to be annihilated today...

Although the power of the ‘shell’ was durable, the number of invading enemies and the unpredictable sorcery power of the enemy’s chiefs caused the resistance of the Nado warriors to become vain.

A strange lion beast waved his claws while shouting angrily, tearing the enemy into pieces group by group using wind pressure as he led several thousands of mighty warriors to guard the towering stone erected on the square that had ground as soft as meat that occupied over 100,000 square meters in the center of the city. With all his force, he shook away the fresh blood off his body and looked at the enemy charging at him from all directions with despair.

Taking advantage of the window of time when the enemy was gathering their power, he shouted hoarsely with a ferocious look, “Tumo, go to the divine temple and bring the tribal book of history to find Adalu in the Firepower Mountain Range! Tell him to withdraw the army back to the ancestral city immediately! Remember to tell Adalu not to avenge, the enemy’s power is not something that Nado can handle! If these foreign tribesmen continued to spread out, then migrate to the depths of the Rovan Island to look for new ‘remains’! The god will protect the Nado people!”

“These lowly Hellfire tribesmen riding spiders are not Nado warriors’ opponent at all! I’m willing to fight together with you till my very last drop of blood for the tribe! I’m the son of the Black Lion King, not a coward!” The young warrior who had retreated to the city and who had been ashamed by his own panic in the harbor just now was no longer willing to escape alone. For the first time ever, he roared in front of his majestic father.

“The most terrifying animal on the island is the black lion or the cannibal ant colony?” Upon seeing the enemy gathered enough number and was lining up a battle formation to charge out, the Nado’s King smacked his son to the ground with one slap. “A person who has courage but no wisdom is nothing but a reckless idiot! Arya, Kinolu, get Tumo to leave the city through the divine temple.”

“Yes, My Majesty!” The two giant lion beasts, who had been surrounding and protecting the Black Lion King behind him, kneeled with one knee and replied curtly. Without another word, they grabbed Tumo’s arms and dragged the young warrior.

“Father, Nado will not die as long as you live! Just like you said, a person who has courage but no wisdom is nothing but a reckless idiot! The tribe needs you! You should be the one who leaves! Let me stay here! Let me stay here!” Tumo shouted at the top of his lungs as he was dragged away towards the Nado totem pole.

His shouts reverberated in the strangely quiet square; many of the Nado warriors unconsciously looked towards their tall king.

“My dear son Tumo, as the descendant of the Black Lion King, you have to remember one thing forever,” The King who had always been solemn and awe-aspiring in the Nado tribe flashed the first, and also the last, smile at his youngest son, “A Rovanian King can be an idiot, but he must never retreat...”