The Supreme Sovereign System Chapter 354
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Near the entrance of Wasteland Valley, an army of three thousand men were camping.
On a bonfire, a solider was looking at the flame with a frown.
"David, what's wrong?" A middle-aged man asked.
"Captain" David stood to greet the middle-aged man.
"Rest, tonight just treat me as a fellow brother" Said the middle-aged man.
He sat down beside David.
"David, I have known you since you were a brat, tell me, what's wrong?" Asked the middle-aged man.
David looked at the middle-aged man for some seconds before sighing.
"Captain, what are we doing here?" Asked David.
"What do you 'what', you know why we came here right?" Said the middle-aged man.
"What I mean is… why are we here? What is the point in killing a village that one cares about?" Asked David.
"Point? Hahaha, you are indeed young" Said the middle-aged man with a laugh.
David was confused by the captain's behavior.
"You see David" The middle-aged man put his hand on David's shoulder.
"We are soldiers, our job is to follow orders, not to ask whatever we should or shouldn't do" Said the middle-aged man.
"But that… is basically a brainless machine" Said David in a low voice.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and stood up.
"Now you get the idea"
He turned and left David who felt bitterness in the man's back.
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"Cease, Deferio, how many men are ready?" Asked Hephaestus.
"Around 1000 between both" Said Cease.
"But if we add the newbies then around 1500" Added Deferio.
"Don't, if we send those guys, is as good as sending them to their deaths" Said Hephaestus while scratching his head.
"But going against an army that triples our numbers…" Said Deferio.
���Don't worry" A voice came from behind them.
Dionisius appeared.
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"My lord" Said Deferio.
"Deferio I understand your worries, however, this is a fight that we can't avoid" Said Dionisius.
"I… understand" Said Deferio.
Dionisius turned to his one thousand men.
"Everyone, I know that, for most of you, this is going to be your first battle, however, this battle would decide the fate of Wasteland Valley" Said Dionisius.
Everyone turned to him.
"I know that I am not Alfonso, the lord that you pledge loyalty to, however, you also made an oath" Said Dionisius.
"An oath to protect Wasteland Valley with your blood!"
"Alfonso trusted this mission to you… no, to us!"
"LET'S PROTECT IT! OUR FAMILIES! OUR KIND!"
"OUR HOME!"
"OHHHHHHHHH!" Shouted the soldiers
"FOR ALFONSO AND WASTELAND VALLEY!" Shouted Hephaestus.
"FOR THE LORD AND WASTELAND VALLEY" Shouted back the soldiers.
The soldiers stood up and were euphoric.
Dionisius looked at the soldiers and made a small sigh of relief.
"Good job there" Said Hephaestus.
"I am not a legion commander for nothing" Said Dionisius.
"However…"
Hephaestus looked at the soldiers and wolves that were ready to battle with their lives on the line.
"We aren't gods anymore, turning the tides ourselves… can we do it?" Said Dionisius.
Dionisius looked at Hephaestus for some seconds before smiling.
"What other choice do we have?"
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[At the entrance of Wasteland Valley]
A group of two men and one woman were walking in silence towards the main plaza.
"Flame, why are we being so cautious?" Asked a black-haired woman in a black dress.
The man who had a black tattoo on his face and red hair
"Icy, I already told you, there are other champions here" Said Flame.
"Flame, we are elemental champions, apart from kings, nobody can beat us, why do we have to enter in such fashion? We should just destroy this place; I wouldn't take even two minutes" Said the other man with long brown hair.
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"Earthy, you just become a champion a few months ago, don't be so hasty, do I have to remain you that the one who killed the previous earth champion was someone from here?" Said Flame.
Earthy was the champion that succeeded Alberto after Demeter finished him, although a lot of gods had more than one champion, some gods were more… traditional, and only had one champion, such was the case for the goddess of earth, another good example was the god of wind, who only had the queen of winds as his only champion, others, for example, the god of war, had a whole clan as his champion, this was the case for the Pentagate family.
"Anyway, we have to be extra careful, especially of that beauty that always follows Alfonso Lockheart, she has the power level of a king" Said Flame.
Just as the three of them were walking.
*SWOOCH*!
"EVADE!" Shouted Flame.
The three quickly jumped to the sides, however, Icy wasn't so fast and the arrow pierced her shoulder.
"Ugh!" Icy grabbed her shoulder while he saw the blood dripping from her arm.
"Ambush!" Shouted Flame.
"You have much before you recover your former self, daughter of mine" A voice came from behind Earthy.
"Who are you?" Asked Earthy to the mature woman with purple head.
"The name is Hecate, our three invaders" Said Hecate.
"Now, the question is, will you go away on your own?"
"Or…"
Hecate made the icy gaze of Artemis.
"You want me to take you out myself?"
Icy stood up and froze the arrow with her hand.
*CRACK*
The arrow become ice particles while the injury become covered in ice.
"Flame, Earthy" Said Ice.
"THE ARCHER IS MINE" She declared with coldness.
An armor of ice that covered her body while a pair of ice wings grow from her back.
"Little bitch, you are dead!" Shouted Ice.
She flew towards the jungle at an incredible speed.
"Without your little archer, you have the same confidence in facing us?" Asked sarcastically Earthy.
Hecate looked at Earthy and smiled.
"Hoho, it's being a lot of time since a mortal dare to mock me, I will give you some credit for your courage" Said Hecate.
She lifted her right hand and three balls appeared behind her back.
One was green, one was red and the other one was blue.
The three balls flow in a circle path behind Hecate.
"Now mortals"
Hecate took a step forward and lifted her pointed hat.
"Let's play"
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