?Three weeks after Thirteen arrived at the Rigel Continent…
The sound of fighting echoed in the surroundings as Wanderers fought against the Monster Horde that had gone too near the border of Sector 8.
After the Dvalinn Federation managed to reclaim a region in the Rigel Continent, they divided it into 12 Sectors.
Among the Wanderers of Pangea, the ones stationed in the Dvalinn Federation dealt with Monster Invasions most often.
Whenever the number of monsters became too much, they would retreat immediately and head to Sector 1, where their Main Headquarters was located.
Once a retreat order was given, the Naval Fleet of the Dvalinn Federation would mobilize and unleash a bombardment to destroy the Monster Horde from far out to sea.
Depending on the scale of the invasion, the Monarch of the Elrod Clan, Wendell Elrod, would personally come to prevent them from reaching Sector 1, which was the stronghold of the Dvalinn Federation.
If there was an instance when even the Monarch was unable to do anything, the Wanderers would make a full retreat and wait until the Monster Army dispersed. Only after that would they kill the small fries and reclaim Sector 1 once again.
This had happened many times in the past, so they knew precisely when to retreat and when to make their stand.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the Wanderers of the Dvalinn Federation were the most battle-hardened Wanderers in Pangea and Solterra, because they dealt with Jinns and Majins, on a daily basis.
On the battlefield of Sector 8, an intense battle was currently taking place.
“Take the wounded to the rear!” Benedict ordered as soon as he arrived at the scene.
The old man had summoned a silver staff and used it to bash in the head the two-meter tall Wolf Spider that was attacking their people, turning its head into meat paste.
The other Champions of the Dvalinn Federation had also arrived at the scene, buying time for those at the front for retreat.
However, their momentum suddenly came to a complete stop when they sensed the presence of more powerful monsters at the rear of the Monster Horde.
Benedict’s and the other Champion’s faces turned solemn when they saw three Rank 6 Overlord Wolf Spiders in the distance.
Right now, there were six champions at the scene, but it was not enough to deal with these three monsters who were being accompanied by Hundreds of Rank 2 up to Rank 4 Wolf Spiders.
“Everyone retreat!” Benedict ordered. “We will buy you some time, so hurry!”
The Wanderers knew that the current forces they had at the scene would not be enough to block the Monster Stampede, so they carried the injured and hastily retreated.
Unfortunately, there were more injured people than those without injuries.
While the other Wanderers were desperately thinking about what to do, something green in the darkness caught their attention.
At first, they only saw one, but soon, there were dozens of glowing lights in the distance, all headed in their direction.
A Wanderer, who was carrying his friend, suddenly saw a green blur appear in front of him.
“I’ll carry him,” Pietro said. “You can help the others.”
“T-Thank you!” the Wanderer replied as he handed his friend to the fastest member of Thirteen’s 69th Battalion.
Pietro disappeared like a blur as he headed to the place where they had parked their Humvees.
The Wanderers under the 69th Battalion who didn’t excel in fighting were given orders to stay at the rear in order to give emergency treatment to the injured Wanderers and help with the evacuation.
They were at Sector 12 earlier, but since they were informed that a Monster Outbreak was happening at Sector 8, Thirteen didn’t hesitate to give the order to mobilize.
Two hundred of the Wanderers accompanied their Commander and Captains to the battlefield, leaving the rest of their group to treat the injured.
But even with six Champions holding the frontlines, it was still impossible for them to kill every Wolf Spider because they could jump!
The Champions didn’t have the luxury to run after them because if they did, more would be able to go past them, which would make things worse.
A lady from the Riggs Family, who was supporting her best friend so she could escape, saw a Rank 4 Black Spider hot on her heels.
She understood that she didn’t have the ability to outrun her pursuer, so she did the only thing she could do, and that was to fight.
But before she could engage the Rank 4 Monster, a blue orb of light collided with its body before exploding.
A pained screech reached the lady’s ears as the monster was pushed back by the attack.
A second later, Alcapone, who was riding on his Rank 4 Night Wolf, stopped beside the lady, holding a bazooka powered by Empyrium in his hands.
The Specialist slid down from his Mount’s back and stood in front of the two ladies, firing a shot at the Wolf Spider, which blasted two of its legs off.
“Use my mount,” Alcapone ordered. “My team is at the back. They will help the two of you. Now go!”
The lady gave Alcapone a grateful glance before setting her friend on the back of the Night Wolf.
Once it was certain that the two girls were properly mounted on its back, it sped away, leaving its Master behind.
Alcapone unleashed one shot after the other like a Madlad until the Rank 4 Monster’s head exploded.
But as soon as the monster died, dozens of smaller spiders arrived, making the Specialist retreat as if his pants were on fire.
“Boss, over here!”
Alcapone glanced to his right and saw his Mafia Brothers ready to save his ass from getting chewed off by the critters behind his back.
All of Thirteen’s subordinates were equipped with Assault Rifles and Bazookas, all of which were powered by Empyrium.
They even naively thought that it was a pleasant coincidence that they just so happened to find an Empyrium Mine recently, allowing them to use the powerful weapons that could help them conserve their stamina while fighting off a monster horde.
Wanderers were strong, and they were also blessed with many powerful abilities.
But these abilities could drain their stamina. So, it was ideal if they had weapons that could kill monsters without draining their stamina.
A barrage of Empyrium bullets rained down on the spiders that were nearing Alcapone’s back, making him sigh in relief.
“Mafia Boys, secure the perimeter and make sure that none of these fiends get near our comrades at the back,” Thirteen ordered as he walked past the Specialists, who had found a good spot to unleash hell at their enemies.
“Commander, where are you going?” Alcapone asked the teenage boy who was supposed to be at the back while giving them orders.
“Me?” Thirteen smirked as he held a gun in each hand. “I’m here to join the fun.”
After saying those words, the teenage boy ran to the front lines, where the Champions were desperately trying to buy as much time as they could in order for their subordinates to escape.
Several of the Green Lanterns could be seen carrying the injured away from the battlefield. The rest of them who could fight stayed behind and held their ground.
Brutus swung his sword and easily decapitated a Rank 3 Spider who had tried to lunge at it.
Cristopher, who was standing behind his Avatar, used his modified Assault Rifle to head-shot all of the spiders that had managed to make their way to his spot.
“Cristopher, support me,” Thirteen said as he ran past the chubby boy.
The Green Lanterns, who were at the scene, didn’t expect their Commander to jump in and begin fighting alongside them instead of solely giving orders at the back.
This was the first time they would see Zion Leventis in action. People like Alexis, who was tasked to spy on the teenage boy, would finally be able to see what he was capable of doing.