840: Come, Feel the Power of the Creator!

The battle began sooner than expected.

It wasn't that the Bonechewer warriors had sensed the danger. Rather, Hogg's personal charge had sent the Creation Guardians' morale soaring, making them move too fast. With every last one of them equipped with an exoskeleton—a downright lavish setup—the Gray Wolf Army advanced at an unimaginable pace.

The Golden Age black tech let them cross the snowy mountains as easily as flat ground. They arrived above the Bonechewer Clan's route in just two-thirds of the estimated time. As luck would have it, the Bonechewer army was passing through a mountain pass in a long, single-file line just as the first vanguard reached its assigned position. Old Senk made an immediate decision and ordered the charge.

Soon, the Bonechewer warriors below witnessed a breathtaking sight they would never see again in their lives.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding, ominous black earth, a ragtag group led by a massive metal monster came charging down the snowy mountain.

They looked ragtag not only because the gnolls in strange black outfits carried bizarre battle standards no one recognized, but because they were charging alongside humans, vampires, dwarves, elves, and Sanghaian people.

Uh, what was this bizarre scene of all the races on the continent banding together? And never mind the vampires dropping from the sky with those non-flying contraptions strapped to them—was that barbarian warrior really carrying a dwarf into battle?

That ridiculous scene was basically rubbing it in the faces of both the dwarves and the barbarians!

The Bonechewer warriors looked at one another in confusion.

But they were genuine clan elites, and they reacted quickly. The moment they realized they were under attack, the Bonechewer warriors launched a countercharge.

The warlord leading the army responded correctly. The army was passing through a mountain pass, and