The morning light was dim, but it was enough to illuminate the horizon.
However, along with the illuminated horizon, there was also a dense army of Magic Beasts.
The already quiet city wall suddenly became even more solemn.
A sound of swallowing saliva came from somewhere, standing out so prominently on the silent city wall.
Even tens of miles away, including Chen Bugu, almost all the defenders of the South City Wall simultaneously saw a large cloud of smoke rising in the distance—that was the dust kicked up by tens of thousands of Magic Beasts running at the same time.
At this moment, the strong Awakeneds of the South City Wall also ascended the wall.
Above the city gate not far away, Master Fran, the leader of the Dwarf, stood on the city wall's observation deck.
“Listen, you softies of all races.”
“The South City Wall is under my command!”
“We Dwarf have never liked wasting words. Since the Magic Beasts dare to come, the only way is to smash their heads in!”
“Our South City Wall is the only one that doesn't have to face Nine-Star Magic Beast; that's already embarrassing enough. All of you, show some backbone! If anyone dares to desert, I'll smash his head first!”
Master Fran was the leader of the Dwarf, with Black Iron Eight-Star strength.
He looked about one and a half meters tall, with a large red beard covering his lips. What was most striking was his full set of equipment.
Whether it was his helmet, gauntlets, belt, boots, or the huge iron hammer in his hand, all of them emitted a faint green glow.
In Chen Bugu's impression, almost every Dwarf was skilled in the art of forging, so it was perfectly normal for Master Fran to possess this set of equipment.
It was a pity that although the Dwarf were born craftsmen, they were not born warriors.
In fact, while the Dwarf possessed natural brute strength, they had few other advantages in combat.
At the same same level, without equipment, the Dwarf's combat power was often inferior to other races.
From this perspective, the South City Wall might indeed be the easiest section during this beast tide.
“Chen Dage, what is the power of the Dwarf?”
Han Badou looked at Chen Bugu, and he also felt a little startled watching the horde of beasts charging from a distance.
Upon entering the city, Han Badou discovered that when his “Energy Monitoring” was applied to other races, the results differed from those of humans.
The biggest difference was that the energy aura of human Awakeneds had a color.
He had confirmed this with Chen Bugu; that color represented the type of awakened ability.
But the foreign races had no color; whether it was the Magic Lizard Clan, the Dwarf, or the Naga, their energy auras were all white, with no color distinction.
He had consulted Chen Bugu about this.
Chen Bugu's answer was that the abilities of foreign races were mostly fixed awakenings. For example, the Muka Tribe they transformed into in the secret realm had the innate ability to transform all things with their hands, as well as a natural strong affinity for Wood Element.
However, different levels of Muka Tribe members would have vast differences in their understanding, application, and derivation of their innate abilities.
Like Muka King Kefuke, with just a thought, Wood Element and Water Element from a wide area would swarm to him, allowing him to command and use them.
At this moment, the question Han Badou asked effectively diverted the attention of Bai Ting and others.
Everyone looked at Chen Bugu, their attention shifted, and their previously tense nerves took the opportunity to relax.
“The Dwarf, they have natural brute strength. Human Awakeneds at the same level are definitely not as strong as the Dwarf. Additionally, almost every Dwarf is a craftsman, with an extremely high affinity for Fire Element, allowing them to control ground fire for attacks.”
“However, the Dwarf have very bad tempers; they are volatile and easily angered, often losing their minds in battle, frequently killing a thousand enemies but harming eight hundred of their own. Moreover, races with naturally strong physiques generally tend to be lacking in mental power.”
As Chen Bugu said this, everyone looked at Master Fran, who was currently cursing at his subordinate on the city wall, and it seemed they could understand the description of a bad temper.
With this interlude, the emotions of Yan Kuan and others also eased considerably.
It was their first time facing such a scene, so it was false to say they weren't nervous.
The moment the morning sun shone on Obsidian Town, the Magic Beast army had already arrived ten miles outside the city wall.
Standing on the city wall, people could already roughly make out the appearance of the Magic Beast army.
There were Flame Mantises, one meter tall with fiery double blades; there were Boulder Beasts, whose entire bodies were made of solid rock, running like tanks; and there were White-Haired Demonic Apes, three meters tall, standing on two feet, with silver fur all over their bodies and exposed fangs.
There were even many Magic Beasts familiar to Chen Bugu and others, such as Scarlet Hound, Cat Ape, Ice Armor Crocodile Turtle, and so on.
All sorts of strange and varied Magic Beasts surged forward mightily, kicking up countless clouds of dust as they charged.
“Chen Dage, something's strange.”
Han Badou walked up to Chen Bugu and whispered.
At this moment, the city wall was already filled with a sense of dread; countless arrows were on their strings, the stone throwers had placed stones on their catapults, and everyone's nerves were highly strung.
“What's wrong?”
Chen Bugu was observing certain types of Magic Beasts in the army that required special attention when he suddenly heard Han Badou speak.
“I remember you said, Chen Dage, that beast tides occur because of the gathering of Awakeneds, causing Magic Beasts to launch unorganized, timed assaults on towns, essentially for the purpose of power plunder.”
“But I calculated that the speed of those Magic Beasts suddenly slowed down significantly about ten kilometers from the city wall. Although they are still approaching steadily, they seem to be deliberately controlling and adjusting their formation.”
Chen Bugu was startled by the words, then turned to look at Han Badou.
“Han Badou, are you sure?”
“The distance is too far, and I only calculated based on visual estimation, so there might be errors.”
Ba Dou had actually hesitated before telling Chen Bugu, as it was only his speculation, but if his deduction was correct, then this battle would be much more complicated.
Chen Bugu pondered for a moment, then turned to Bai Ting and the others and said.
“Listen carefully, when the fighting starts later, there are a few things to pay attention to.”
“First, we will form a pincer formation, supporting each other and protecting Ba Dou and Lin Lin. Try not to stray too far.”
“Second, even if there's an emergency requiring you to temporarily leave your position, don't run too far. The noise of war is loud, all communication relies on shouting. When necessary, remember to use Ba Dou to transmit messages to each other.”
“Third, always remain calm. No matter what others do, don't be affected. Even if the situation is favorable, remember not to become bloodthirsty, and never pursue rashly.”
Bai Ting and the others looked at Chen Bugu and nodded.
As the Magic Beast army gradually advanced, dark clouds seemed to press down upon the South City Wall of Obsidian Town.
At this moment, a war drum sounded, piercing the air. The drumbeats resonated like thunder, soaring to the sky, echoing repeatedly, as if striking everyone's heart.
Each beat shook the earth, each beat shook the human heart.
The powerful rhythm diminished fear and unease, stirring courage and passion in people's chests.
Master Fran stood on the observation deck again. He looked at the densely packed Magic Beast army before him and roared to the sky.
“Kill!!!”
Countless cold gleams flashed, and in response to Fran was the clang of thousands of weapons being drawn.