Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3245

Chapter 3245 Waging War (Part 2)

The arrays burned first, the soldiers and mages died immediately after. The solid enchanted stone and metal of the garrison held fast, but when the Origin Flames died, only a charred plain remained.

The soil was blackened, steaming from the lingering heat. A line of gurgling molten lava was all that was left of the border wall.

The soldiers of the Empire stared in horror at the scene. Not just because the Chalal stronghold had endured centuries of harsh conflict just to fall in the span of one breath. But also because the Origin Flames were still violet.

With the battle with the World Tree approaching, no one wanted to waste mana or the focus necessary to conjure Primordial Flames for an oversized pebble.

"That way!" Lith pointed at the horizon and took flight followed by the living storm.

"Good gods, did you see that?" Said one of the border guards, a young man in his early twenties.

"If I saw that?" The older soldier smelled the burned flesh and tasted the thick oils from the vaporized body fat that coated his tongue. "I can feel that! I wish I could unsee that."

"What? Not that, you idiot!" The young soldier stood up and pressed the emergency rune on his service amulet. "Sir, the road is clear. I repeat, the road is clear."

Before the commanding officer could reprimand him for drinking so early in the morning and on the line of duty at that, the young soldier zoomed out on his hologram and shared the vision of the burning valley in front of him.

"Father of All Dragon!" The situation was above the paygrade of the border army so the commanding officer called the general in charge of the area.

"Father of All Dragon!" The general contacted the Magic Empress and the Magic Council, the only powers in the Empire with the authority to wage war.

Milea was elated at the news, considering it the first benefit the Empire reaped for helping Lith.

"Soldier, I'm mobilizing all the available troops." She said while sending streams of orders to her generals via a holographic runepad.

"Until the first reinforcements arrive, I'm entrusting your platoon with a task that will determine the prosperity of the Gorgon Empire. Cross the borders, search for enemy survivors, and kill anything that moves.

"If no one alerts Chalal's military in time, our army will reach the heart of the Republic while they are still trying to understand what hit them."

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Deep in the Republic of Chalal's hinterland, inside the Yggdrasill's Fringe.

'Mogar almighty, why are you doing this to me? I'm following your will! Everything I've done was for your good and that of all your children!' The World Tree had overcome the sudden pain and limited their connection with Ra'ntar, but it was too late.

Hundreds of their Chroniclers had been exposed and the Yggdrasill had to help them escape capture or Ra'ntar would just be the first of many to be violently interrogated.

'That accursed Verhen planned this thoroughly.' The World Tree thought. 'If I seal my Fringe, the pain will stop completely but if I do that, my Chroniclers will be left stranded and alone in enemy hands.

'To make matters even worse, from so up close he's likely to have already figured out my position.' The Yggdrasill perceived the army of Divine Beasts moving toward the access point to the Fringe located in Chalal in a straight line.