Su Wen finally recovered from her daze. “What the giant wargod saw wasn’t your true strength!”

“You mean that big bloke? Of course, that’s not my true power. I was just playing around, I had no intention to kill him.”

Su Wen’s delight eventually turned to seriousness as she said, “Very well! We will weaken the black demon’s defenses to a certain degree. The rest will depend on you.”

Qianye said, “That won’t be a problem, but do you guys have a plan in case the attack fails?”

Su Shi looked rather worried, but Su Wen said, “That’s not a big deal. If worse comes to worst, we guardians will take them down with us. It’s not like we can make them leave the holy mountain by compromising.”

Su Shi realized this as well. “That is indeed the case. We cannot give in since they’ve killed so many of our tribe. The Attawas will not submit!”

Su Wen said, “My brother will stay with you and serve as your assistant. I’ll go and summon the tribe!”

Su Wen was just about to leave when Su Shi pulled her back. “What’s your plan?”

“I haven’t decided, but I’ll fulfill our side of the promise at all costs.”

Gazing at Su Wen’s receding figure, Su Shi seemed like he wanted to say something. However, he failed to stop her in the end.

Qianye understood that Su Shi was staying to keep an eye on him, but he didn’t really mind. It would be a good opportunity to understand more about this world and the Attawa. This so-called bloodline connection across worlds wasn’t going to close the gap between him and the locals.

Although Qianye did feel a bit of closeness to the Attawa, he never let down his guard.

At this moment, Progia was still moving forward, and the destruction to this world was expanding constantly. The greyish darkness was like a tide of death spreading out in all directions. As the duo sneaked their way behind the great dark monarch, Qianye soon came to see Su Wen’s arrangement.

Three giants stood shoulder to shoulder in Progia’s path, accompanied by three hundred Attawa elites. These warriors stood in a solemn formation, their eyes filled with anger as they glared at Progia.

The Attawa formation was even stronger than the one from before, but Qianye could only frown. He had already learned of the Attawa’s military lineup. Those giants, called giant wargods, were warriors with special talent. They were specially trained and raised since childhood, growing far stronger and bigger than their peers after reaching maturity.

There was a fundamental difference in fighting power between these giants and ordinary Attawa warriors. They were more or less an amplified version.

Raising such giants cost vast amounts of resources, and only those with special talent could be trained. Hence, their numbers were rather small. Most importantly, these giants had to start off as ordinary Attawa warriors and evolve as they matured. After becoming wargods, they would lose the power to reproduce.

All these limitations placed a fairly low ceiling on these giants. Their numbers would more or less determine a tribe’s standing in the race.

Bringing three giant wargods and three hundred soldiers in one go was quite the lineup. Even so, Qianye understood the two parties well enough. These grand-duke-level giants were no match for the demonkin great dark monarch.

The three hundred Attawa soldiers made for a strong lineup, but there were thirty or so experts on Progia’s side. These assistants would make it difficult for the Attawa to do whatever they had planned to do. An ambush might’ve been possible, but they looked like they were ready for a head-on collision.

Qianye was speechless. “Don’t you have stronger warriors in your tribe?”

“The giant wargods are our strongest warriors,” Su Shi replied.

“Then tell Su Wen to retreat, she’s throwing her life away,” Qianye said.

“Our guardian tribe always fulfill our promises, whatever the cost.” Su Shi was surprisingly insistent.

Qianye spoke no more and merely approached the battlefield in silence. All this time, Qianye had thought the Attawa tribe would have some hidden experts at least one level above the giants. With this lineup, however, all he could do now was pray for a miracle.

Progia revealed a disappointed expression as he faced the Attawa formation. “Is that all?”

An older giant wargod roared, “Today! This place! Will be the grave of this dark demon!”

“Why do they call him the dark demon of destruction?” Qianye asked randomly.

“He destroys everything, and he uses darkness origin power unique to the demons. That’s why we call him the dark demon of destruction.”

Qianye more or less understood. The Attawa language wasn’t exactly rich in vocabulary, and there was only one word for destruction. As for demons, they were depicted in local legends as creatures who wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Qianye wasn’t going to judge the Attawa for their simple and primitive view of good and evil. After a brief chat, he noticed that Su Shi started to look nervous. “It’ll get dangerous in a bit, you stay here.”

“No, I’ll go with you.” Su Shi was determined.

Qianye stopped trying to dissuade the man and moved swiftly toward his firing position. Su Shi followed quietly—he managed to keep up with Qianye’s speed and the living origin power served to camouflage him. There was no worry of being discovered by Progia for the time being.

At the center of the battlefield, Progia’s disappointment grew increasingly evident. He said with a sigh, “If you cannot give me a surprise, all of you shall die here and now.”

Without even using his weapon, the demonkin drifted toward the Attawa formation and brought his greyish black domain down upon the enemy.

This Masefield clan lord was actually going to wipe out the enemy with his domain. He wouldn’t even need to attack.

The Attawa warriors on the front row advanced toward the incoming danger. They seemed to be shrouded in faint dark flames as they charged into Progia’s domain and at the great dark monarch.

The demonkin monarch shook his head. “Imbeciles”

The Attawa soldiers slowed down dramatically once inside the domain, almost as though they were moving in viscous oil. The two parties were less than a hundred meters away, but it would take a fairly long time for these snail-paced soldiers to reach Progia.

The dark flames around the Attawa soldiers grew faint as they came in touch with the demonic energy and were soon extinguished. The soldiers revealed pained expressions after the fire was gone. Some of them even threw down their weapons and clutched at their throats, trying their best to breathe. Alas, all was in vain. Unable to breathe, the soldiers collapsed soon afterward and stopped moving altogether.

The dark fire on their bodies was actually the living darkness origin power. The Attawa warriors could control this energy to a certain extent, allowing them to reach the glorious marquis realm in advance.

The soldiers weren’t crushed immediately as the dark flame could contend with Progia’s domain for a while. However, the power gap was simply too great. The Attawa could no longer hold out after a short while and collapsed one after another.

The first warrior to charge into the domain was extremely determined. He looked to be in great pain, but he actually arrived in front of Progia. The great dark monarch didn’t even spare the intruder a glance before his subordinates made short work of him.

The three giant wargods’ expressions went from calm to shocked.

Everyone knew that Progia’s domain was a death domain. In the past, even other demonkin experts didn’t dare go too deep into his domain, let alone near the man himself. This time, however, there were a number of marquises near him. They were clad in special armor that glowed faintly with magnificent runes, effectively blocking Progia’s domain power.

Moving was extremely difficult inside Progia’s domain, and now, there were even guards near him as well. How was one to fight the great dark monarch?

Qianye lowered Dragonsgrave, saying, “Let’s wait for a different opportunity.”

“But they’ll reach the holy mountain if they keep going forward...” Su Shi dragged Qianye back anxiously.

Qianye looked calmly at the man. “No buts. If this goes on, all of your tribesmen will die, and the plan might not even succeed. This will be a massacre.”

Su Shi slowly released his shaking hand. He didn’t know what to pick between the honor and the lives of his tribesmen.

On the battlefield, the three giant wargods exchanged glances. As the strongest fighting power of the race, their intelligence was also greater than ordinary warriors.

One of them seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his fists and smashed the ground with great force, letting out a thunderous battle cry as he did so.

Following the war cry, the dark fire around the Attawa soldiers rose higher and stronger.

The warriors looked determined and zealous as they echoed with their own war cries. Then, they charged at Progia like enraged lions.

The great dark monarch simply raised his left hand and said in a singing voice, “No number of insects can stop a giant’s steps.”

The death domain’s power rose again when he closed his hand into a fist. The Attawa soldiers at the front immediately lost color and collapsed.

But this only served to instill greater bloodthirst in the remaining soldiers as they charged into the heart of the domain. The strongest warriors ran at the very front, while the others followed in a tight formation. All of them were ready to give up their lives to reach the demonkin great dark monarch.

Willpower alone couldn’t do much against the terrifying power of the domain. Forced to bear the greatest pressure of them all, the dark flames around the first-row warriors flickered like a candle in the wind and eventually went out. Without the dark flames, they would have only their bodies left to withstand the corrosion of the domain.

The first warrior took several faltering steps before letting out an earth-shattering howl. He thrust a hand into his own chest, pulled out a fist-sized crystal, and then crushed it.

As the crystal shattered, the warrior’s body inflated rapidly and exploded violently. A mixture of flesh, blood, and living origin power assailed the domain with great ferocity. For a moment, the greyish black domain shook restlessly. One ripple after another formed on the surface of the unsteady domain, spreading about ten meters from the starting point.

The other Attawa soldiers chanted a tragic war song as they marched through their comrades’ blood and toward the objective.