Darryl’s expression changed drastically the moment he fell into the abyss. He cursed, driving his Heavenly Halberd to the walls of the abyss to reduce his momentum of falling.
...
On the other side.
The war between the Nine Continent Army and Raksasa was still going on.
Yells and screams were heard on the battlefield with rivers of blood everywhere.
Regardless of the party, all of them were putting their lives on the line to kill each other, their eyes crimson. They were ready to fight to their last breath.
Chester, Dax, Quincy, and the others became weak, their faces pale.
Although the Nine Continent had the upper hand, sacrifices had to be made if they wanted a complete victory in the war. After all, the Raksasa Tribe warriors were vigorous in combat and they were not afraid to lose their lives.
*Whoosh!*
A fit and curvaceous figure leaped into the sky that instant. She observed her surroundings before shouting to the Raksasa Tribe, “Listen, Warriors of Raksasa Army! Stop fighting this instant!”
A cold and dignified voice echoed across the battlefield.
It was Natalie.
She had been extremely anxious ever since the war began because she knew that Raksasa Tribe’s army might be defeated completely if they kept fighting. The whole tribe might even perish from the world and that was not something that she wanted to see.
*Whoosh!*
The Raksasa Army warriors stopped fighting upon Natalie’s order. The dozens of Generals raised their gazes to stare at her, confused.
“Stop!”
Chester and Quincy shouted along when they noticed.
“Why should we make a treaty?”
Just then, a brawny man walked forwards from the Raksasa Army in an imposing manner. His gaze was fixed on Natalie as he shouted, “The Raksasa Tribe has been banished for thousands of years. We finally returned to the Nine Continent after so long at a good time to expand our territory and develop. Why should we submit to those from the Nine Continent?”
“A peace treaty? No way!”
The brawny man was called Sean Lawson. He was one of the Twelve Gods.
*Whoosh!*
Natalie’s face flushed crimson from anger as she exclaimed, “Sean, I am the highest Commander of the Raksasa Tribe. How dare you defy my order!”
‘The highest Commander?’
Sean scoffed and continued loudly, “Princess Natalie, you haven’t obtained the recognition to be the highest Commander yet. Besides, Raksasa is missing after disappearing post-battle and both your brothers passed with Raksasa Tribe’s future in mind in those from the Nine Continent’s hands! You are fearing their forces and thinking about a treaty instead of getting revenge for your family. You don’t deserve to be our Commander.”
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