Heir Of Yggdrasil 81 Main Assaul

Sure it could happen, but not like this. I couldn't even fully absorb their innate understanding. It just dissolved and lost all substance halfway through the absorption.

I was so engrossed in studying the undead that I nearly missed the flare going off in the distance. It was only early evening and the next attack was already mounted.

Only seconds later, multiple consecutive flares light up the skies. The main offensive of the undead seemed to have been launched.

"Lord magus, please head over to the biggest flare. That is the main encampment and should it fall, the troop morale will plummet."

'Fine. Make sure you are prepared too. There will likely be a second wave.'

Flying up into the sky I once again executed my lightning domain application to move towards the place the biggest flare had been launched from. What greeted me at my arrival was a vast battlefield.

On one side were the allied forces, consisting of humans, G.o.dkins, and giants while the other side was swarming with undead. Since this was the main camp, the quality and quant.i.ty of both forces were many times greater than what I had witnessed before.

The allied forces had gathered twenty king magi and three king fighters but were forced into a defensive situation by the two hundred odd cloaked figures that charged over recklessly. Now that I was familiar with their aura, I could easily differentiate between the ones forcefully promoted and those not.

Among the charging undead, there was only one true king magus. He was running at the back of the group and seemed somewhat out of place.

Different from the others he wasn't wearing a gray cloak that hid his features. He wore a long blue robe and was holding a staff behind his back. He'd look human by all accounts, were it not for the eerie glow in his eyes.

He was the greatest danger in this whole siege attack. The surprise of suddenly facing a true king level enemy after fighting the fakes would give him an edge that would cost the allied forces deeply.

As I flew towards him, the undead seemed to notice my attention and stopped following the horde to confront me directly. Instead of directly attacking he bowed slightly and greeted me in a hoa.r.s.e voice.

"Greetings. I am Neptune, the tide of Atlantis. I have returned from my watery grave to fight for Atlantis once again."

'I'm pretty sure Atlantis doesn't exist anymore. There is no reason for us to fight. Go back to your grave and rest in peace.'

"Young man, we both know there is only one way to resolve this..."

'Yes, sadly that seems to be the only viable path. Then, I am Eldar, the life of my forest. I'm just pa.s.sing through so please go easy on me.'

Harumphing at my last sentence, Neptune swung his staff at me. I met his staff with my fist, causing him to be pushed back a little. He fought incredibly steady, advancing and retreating like the tide. From time to time a true tide surged out from his robes trying to bring me off balance.

Being a tree, I simply absorbed the water and wasn't really impacted. Though his innate understanding of tides was rare, its value in combat couldn't be fully unleashed against me. As the battle dragged on, it quickly became apparent that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

'You have fought hard, rest now. I'll put your innate understanding to good use.'

"An absorber? A true warrior of Atlantis doesn't let his opponent benefit."

Neptune's chest erupted as a glowing mist charged at me. This madman had unleashed his innate understanding! It was a peak king level strike that used the understanding as its energy source and was a pure kamikaze move.

Good thing my strength had already surpa.s.sed the level of kings.