Chapter 572: The moving swarm
A trembling flying Thunder Beast watched the devastation in Yaxiaze from the distant sky, relaying everything to Earth in real time.
Of course, to this Thunder Beast, it might not have counted as devastation, but that did nothing to ease its fear. The other Thunder Beasts that had come with it had already fled without a trace, leaving it alone on the outskirts to act as a surveillance camera.
After what had happened on the previous few occasions, the Thunder Beast felt anything but confident.
Fortunately, the "devils" in the other world had not ordered it on a suicide mission. Once they saw Gunningsen's fortress city fall in such a short time, they gave the Thunder Beast permission to withdraw.
After holding out for a while, the thirty thousand border troops suffered a complete collapse in morale. Apart from scattered pockets of resistance, what was happening inside the fortress had essentially become a massacre.
The demons suffered injuries too. They were not truly impervious to weapons, after all; some were stabbed with spears, others slashed with blades. But unless a vital spot was hit, the lesser demons were largely unaffected. Most of the demons that actually died or suffered serious injuries had been struck by catapults or heavy mechanical crossbows, while a small number fell to those few Awakened among the Ridge-Crowned People.
And this was only one of the routes along which the demons were spreading. In other directions lay military towns and defensive lines, as well as civilian cities.
Earth, at the military observation centers of the World Anti-Dark Tide Convention Alliance Countries.
An old general stared at the screen as an Awakened of the Ridge-Crowned People sacrificed an arm to kill two lesser demons, only to be seized by another, casually