Chapter 1 Unprecedented Battle

No one had ever seen such a battle before.

There was no formation, no tactics, no clearly defined lines, and no orderly legions. All that could be seen was the most primitive and crude chaos: bizarre subspecies and beasts wildly brandishing weapons and claws on the battlefield. From the very beginning, the battle seemed to spiral out of control, engulfing the entire wasteland. This was not a sacred battle between order and chaos, but a crude brawl within chaos itself—the combatants tore at each other as if devoid of reason, making it almost impossible to distinguish who was the monster.

Perhaps, in the eyes of some humans, both sides were monsters.

However, only those familiar with subspecies could see that the battlefield was not truly chaotic. An order different from that of human armies controlled the situation from beginning to end. This order was based on countless subspecies tribes, tribal leaders headed by shamans and barbarian warlords, and the primitive rules of animal instinct. From the very beginning, the beast tide naturally divided into hundreds of small warbands, each warband being a tribe, and each tribe's leader following strict rules of strength to oversee their area. This was the same principle that once determined each tribe's hunting grounds in the Black Forest. As the head wolf led them through the Black Forest, every chieftain and shaman had not forgotten these things, which had almost become instinct.

Powerful primeval creatures enjoyed the most opportunities to hunt and challenge strong enemies, so the behemoths charged at the front, serving as generals of the army. Numerous and powerful tribes enjoyed the widest territories, and they strangled the claws of chaos on the vast battlefield, serving as the main force of the army. Tribes with high magical skills enjoyed the privilege of traversing all areas, so they shuttled back and forth, conveying messages and scouting intelligence for the tribes, serving as the army's messengers. Ultimate creatures such as black dragons and elemental lords had transcended the constraints of the Black Forest's rules, and only the head wolf could command them. Therefore, they directly attacked the chaos smoke columns under the head wolf's command, serving as the army's super war machines.

Of course, these primitive and crude methods of division were not clever. The "head wolf" herself was not some genius war expert. The overall beast army was still chaotic and lacked order, a tangled mess compared to any human army. But for the beast tide, this degree of order was sufficient.

The subspecies charged into battle, relying more on their war instincts.

The flame serpent "Tiamat" rolled its body on the ruins in front of Black Crow Fortress, its hundreds-of-meters-long body stirring up a sea of fire. Countless claws of chaos were reduced to ashes after its giant body rolled over them. Behind the giant serpent, hundreds of fire sprites lent to it by the fire elemental lord jumped out of the sea of fire, these violent and irritable elemental creatures rampaging everywhere, spreading uncontrolled elemental flames to every piece of land, causing no less damage than the flame serpent. After the flames passed, Tiamat raised its head high, its venomous snake eyes flashing with the joy of revenge.

As a former overlord in the Black Forest, it had rarely tasted humiliation in its life, but when chaos arrived, it was driven out of its lair, its offspring were torn apart by chaos, its partner was corrupted into a pool of sludge, and the territory it had managed for half a century turned into a dead land in the blink of an eye. As a magical beast, it had high intelligence but little knowledge, so it was difficult to understand what this chaos storm was all about, but it knew that the ugly monsters brought by this storm were its greatest enemies.

Then the head wolf appeared, a tiny but powerful and strange creature that could make those chaos monsters turn to ashes in droves and could even grant it strength so that it could also fight chaos.

The flame serpent Tiamat was not necessarily weaker than the head wolf, but from that moment on, it decided to follow behind the head wolf.

Because by following the head wolf, it could get revenge.

There were many individuals like Tiamat in the beast tide.

The head wolf could only subdue ordinary subspecies tribes, and the number was quite limited, but the chaos storm pushed things along. No matter how powerful a creature, even a legendary creature, could not be an opponent of the chaos tide if it was alone. Therefore, when the chaos tide swept through the Southern Territory Forest, countless powerful progenitor creatures lost their territories and offspring, and there were not a few unlucky ones who even lost themselves. Faced with this situation, the meaning of a head wolf who could provide indiscriminate shelter in chaos became obvious.

Many times it was not so much that Lily subdued a certain tribe or a certain creature, but that the light of order she released was like a lighthouse in the darkness, automatically attracting those magical beasts who were uneasy in the dark.

When the forest plunged into darkness, then the head wolf, as the only source of light, all the surviving creatures would automatically approach her.

An unimaginable army was formed in this way.

The old soldier Phillip put his two-handed greatsword aside, leaning weakly against the city wall. He looked at the battlefield below and exhaled softly. He could see that it was unlikely that it would be his turn to play again.

The tide was devouring chaos at an alarming rate.

He saw several lizardmen soldiers fighting with stone spears, and a giant was repelling the claws of chaos nearby with wooden clubs and stones. The equipment used by these "mishmash troops" was so ridiculously simple, but in fact, humans knew that the power of the subspecies could not be underestimated because of this. The civilization level of the subspecies was not as good as that of humans, and their weapons, equipment, and magical skills were far behind humans, but they were born with extremely powerful physical strength. The skin of giants was no less than fine steel armor, and the teeth of magic wolves were as sharp and strong as the cold steel刺剑 (ci jian, piercing swords) forged by elves. In a one-on-one battle, a fully armed human was not necessarily more powerful than a subspecies barbarian soldier.

The reason why subspecies were suppressed on the border of civilized nations was not because of the weakness of individual strength, but because of the huge disparity in group strength. Barbarians with strong individual strength were not a match for civilized nations. This was the fundamental reason.

But now, a head wolf had integrated them into one piece, and the situation had changed.

On the battlefield, the special light of order on the head wolf erased the natural weakness of order in the face of chaos, so the balance of the battlefield gradually tilted.

The power of chaos began to decline.

After losing the advantage of confrontation in terms of laws, the claws of chaos illuminated by the light of order were just ordinary monsters and beasts. They would also be weak, and they would also die, and if they died in the light of order, they would never be able to return to chaos. As the battle continued, more and more chaotic power completely dissipated in the light curtain, and the storm shrouded outside Black Crow Fortress finally gradually subsided.

The first giant pillar of smoke collapsed in the dragon breath of the black dragon Orduza, foreshadowing the end of the battle.

"Boss...they're not working! Those chaos monsters are going to be不行 (buxing, no good)!"

A soldier shouted beside Phillip, unable to hide his excitement.

"Boss, what's going on today?"

Phillip could only laboriously twitch the corner of his mouth: "You ask me, who am I going to ask—I just know that we finally survived. Well, as long as those magical beasts below don't plan to take us as a celebration feast."

The second giant pillar of smoke collapsed under the joint attack of the fire elemental lord and the flame serpent Tiamat.

Outside Black Crow Fortress, the shouts of killing were deafening, and the earth was shaking. The fierce confrontation between the beast tide and chaos caused blood and ashes to cover the earth, and the collapse of each giant pillar of smoke would bring a cheer in the fortress. At first, only a small number of soldiers cheered, because humans did not know where this wave of beast tide came from. Facing a mysterious army that was not much more lovable than chaos, they were not happy at all, but slowly the cheers spread, and a saying began to circulate among the soldiers and commanders: the beast tide army was here to protect Black Crow Fortress, and their leader had contacted General Ulysses, the commander of the fortress. Although these rumors lacked a basis, they still injected a burst of vitality into the already exhausted defenders.

The storm gradually subsided, and the black smoke pillars collapsed one by one in the air. The claws of chaos were torn apart, purified, and turned into dust that scattered with the wind. Finally, the battlefield calmed down.

The bloodthirsty and prone-to-berserk kobolds and bear monsters were already somewhat bloodshot. Some indigenous tribes who had just joined the head wolf's command also seemed eager to compete for credit. Several tribes in the beast tide broke away from the formation, shouting and screaming, wanting to continue to pursue the chaos smoke that was receding towards the south, but at this time, a loud howl suddenly swept across the battlefield, returning everything to order.

It was a wolf howl, but it sounded a bit different from a normal wolf howl: it had a short尾音 (wei yin, trailing sound), as if it were a "wu" that was forcibly swallowed back. As this howl swept over the heads of every magical beast, those rash tribes immediately quieted down, trembling and prostrating in place, even looking down from the high towers, you could see their great awe and fear.

This immediately made some people on the city wall realize: that was the head wolf's voice just now.

The rumor that a magical beast army rose in the southern part of the continent, and their leader was an unprecedentedly powerful head wolf—was true.

Under the command of the head wolf, the beast tide quickly quieted down. The various tribes began to deal with the wounded and count the number of people under the command of their respective leaders. Some of them seemed to be responsible for setting up camp, and others were approaching Black Crow Fortress.

Phillip saw clearly on the city wall and immediately realized that this group of magical beasts was preparing to settle outside the fortress, and they seemed to be going to contact Black Crow Fortress.

The old soldier couldn't help but think of the rumors that a subordinate had said when discussing the head wolf before.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword hilt, feeling a little nervous:

"...I'm afraid I'm going to see a big wolf with three heads later..."

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