Chapter 490: Extra Frontal Confrontation – Part 2

Wyrstriker took his spear up and with a swirl, he threw the weapon into the army of Demon Rats coming towards them. The gearbox enhanced spear flew into the depths of the enemies’ ranks and pierced any rat unlucky enough to find itself in its way.

However, that was not all. At the same time, Iwen attack the rats at the sides of the spear forcing them to either take their chances with the deadly weapon or his incinerating flames. Everywhere the spear moved based on Wyrstriker’s chi, Iwen seemed to be in direct synchronisation with its path of trajectory as if the spear was the GPS ping and the wyvern was the tracker that followed it.

Wyrstriker had learnt how to command his spear by infusing chi into it and moved it in a large circle before it landed back on his palms. The two goblin brethren gave a thumbs up for a rather solid effort for a goblin that was side evolved unlike their own step up evolution.

“The thoughts in his brains. Urgh. Gives me the goosebumps at times.” Iwen commented on how Wyrstriker loved his buddies’ praise, as their symbiotic evolution allowed each one to share their thoughts and feelings even without the need of the System, making the other two goblins laugh.

“You should tell us what he thinks. Do we need to wallop him for any dirty thoughts about the princess.” Dread Reaver asked teasingly as if he was hinting that Wyrstriker also had a crush on Starfire.

“Heh! You can keep that princess to yourself! I have no interest in her at all since girls of nobility are the least of my concern. I might have ninety nine other problems, but the princess isn’t one of them at all.” Wyrstriker replied as the demon rats finally recovered from the attack and began to return back to their basic formation.

Spears and shields at the front, with archers nocking their arrows, all enhanced with Steam Tech ready to crash the Demons standing before them. That was when Dread Reaver came forward and made his appearance by first drawing a circle with his sword around him.

The Death Knight swiftly and aptly controlled his sword with chi that he did not even need to turn his body at all to draw the circle. The sword flew from the back and to the side, enabling him to complete the circle.

“Now. Let me release these lost souls to get their revenge against those monstrous creatures so they can rest in peace.” Dread Reaver announced as his sword glowed with a light turquoise colour.

The arrows were let loose from the hastily formed file of archers, but it did not seem to concern any of the goblins. Dread Reaver hardly lifted his sword up, and a wave of angry like Wraiths rushed out from the circle he drew, blocking all of the arrows and subsequently flew over the demon rats’ defences annihilating the file of archers.

The frontline of Demon Rats guards did not dare to look back as they heard the pent up wrath of the demented wraiths peeling the flesh off the Demon Rat Archers. Only the rear guard started to panic as they faced the wraiths head on.

However, the conventional weapons as well as the Steam Tech was unable to damage them at all. The attack went right from them with the wraiths recovering the very next moment. Only fire managed to hurt the apparitions or the Demon Rat leaders who had their blades enhanced with litoride ore.

“Interesting. I did not expect their Litoride to work against my wraiths. That is one thing to take note of in the future.” Dread Reaver murmured to himself and wondered if the Litoride had a hidden property of holiness or elemental magic in it.

“Hahah! Looks like I won’t have to do anything else with the damage your wraiths are doing.” Flame Ripper folded his arms, and he watched the guards crumbled right in front of them. Dread Reaver had summoned a row of ethereal Wraith Riders, with spears and pitchforks rushing against the frontline.

“Indeed, and thank you, my friend. It looks like the souls here are extremely delighted in partaking of the culling of the rats here.” Dread Reaver smiled, but it was then that Wyvern Iwen notified them about a large mob of humans being thrown into the fray. They looked extremely ill equipped with pitchforks, spades and axe picks. Some of them were even without a weapon spurned by their slave masters whips from behind.

“Well so much for not burdening Jin with any slaves. The Demon Rats had to play dirty.” Wyrstriker sighed, and Flame Ripper already had his flames at the ready.

“Let me burn them up quickly to end their suffering. Seeing all these demon rats only disgust me.” Flame Ripper was about to shoot his flames, but suddenly all three felt a different presence from usual rushing over from the gates of the Wecha Town. It felt extraordinarily aggressive and reminded them of the bloodlust the orcs had.

“No, no, no! No more killing you demons!” A claw swiped close to Flame Ripper, but he managed to deflect it with the dagger Ifrit bestowed upon him. “Oooh, nice ornate dagger. It will be a pleasant addition to my collection. For a demon to be able to use one, you are no simple demon. I like you already.” Claw Specialist Quell Poletaker grinned as his claws vibrated with the use of Steam Tech, but Flame Ripper managed to deflect another quick blow from him.

“Flame R-!” Wyrstiker was also intercepted by another Demon Rat specialist though this time, it was a large abomination rat that was the size of an Ogre with chains tied up through his mouth while another Demon Rat was controlling it at the top of its head….just way smaller than the other demon rats he saw before.

“Tsk! Pesky Demon! Do not dodge!” Rider Specialist Pallet Zort Barbedcutter shouted at Wyrstriker for dodging the attack. “Damn it! Looks like I got the short straw. This one feels weak!”

“Then stop complaining, and kill it before the deathly looking demon knight comes after you instead!” Quell spoke as he exchanged blows with Flame Ripper, but in fact, the goblin was able to dodge or deflect every single one of them.

“I’d say I am the one with the short straw.” Dread Reaver snorted as he waved to his brothers and faced the incoming army alone.

“Heh! You are welcome to tag in!” Wyrstriker said as he bent his body backwards to evade the punch while using his gearbox spear to pierce the abomination rat under his elbow.

“No thanks, the souls of this place prefer to kill those rats over there. Have fun with your new friend!” Dread Reaver smirked under his helmet as he plunged his sword into the ground and a mist began to surround both the army and him in it.

“Tsk, looks like that dark knight looks more than trouble! Quickly finish the spear demon!” Quell ordered as he started to speed up with the aid of his Steam Tech. The rats were unable to understand the goblin trio, but they saw that Dread Reaver seemed keen on dealing with their army instead of helping the other two.

This meant that the death knight was confident of his comrades being able to deal with them on their own, forcing the Specialists to hurry to prevent further losses. On the other hand, Flame Ripper felt refreshed from the battle.

“Been a long time since I fought someone at this speed. But you are not someone I will bother to waste more than a few minutes.” Flame Ripper said asking the System to help translate its speech to his enemy as he continued to parry his attacks.

“Says someone who had yet to even strike once. Please! I am a Specialist! One of the chosen elite by the Great Scholars! You think I will be defeated by the likes of y-?”Flame Ripper finally understood his pattern of attack and cut him down by sliding his dagger under his arms and eventually up to his neck.

It caused his right arm to be amputated and subsequently, the specialist rat was decapitated.

“You talk too much. Should have focused more on the battle.” Flame Ripper lectured the dead demon rat’s body laying in front of him.

“QUELL!” Zort saw his comrade perish surprisingly quickly and immediately attacked Quell’s body with a whip. Making use of Zort’s momentary distraction, Wyrstiker took the chance to pierce the neck of the Demon Rat.

“Didn’t your instructors ever tell you not to be distracted during a fight?” Wyrstriker asked with glee, but the abomination Rat did not fall from the spear attack and instead grabbed the spear and pulled it out. Wyrstriker tried to pull it out of his enemies hand by applying the same amount of force, but it was useless. The abomination rat took the spear and threw it side wards and the goblin along with it.

“Distracted? You fool! My creations are undead! You have no chance to defeat us.” Zort laughed at the small flying demon and believed it would crash into something and die. Never did he think that throwing Wyrstriker into the air was the worst possible option.

Iwen managed to soften the blow of the impact of Wyrstriker’s flight with its belly before the little fellow grabbed onto his wyvern’s leg for support. “See, I told you the food you let me eat was worth it,” Iwen smirked a little as it allowed his master to climb up onto him by helping him hold up his spear with its mouth.

“Yeah, Yeah. I shall treat you to something nice once this is over. Thanks, buddy.” Wyrstriker patted his companion on the side as he got up properly and took the spear back.

In the meantime, Flame Ripper was forced to contend with not one but two opponents. With that whip attack, Zort had resurrected Quell as his underling puppet and commanded it to fight against the flame goblin assassin.

“Ho, Ho! I did not expect your body to be so well articulated my old friend! I guess the fresher the body and the more trained it is, the better the puppet it makes.” Zort laughed maniacally as he made his puppet friend attack the goblin consistently.

“Bah! I should just overwhelm you two with my powers!” Flame Ripper replied, but Wyrstriker told him to delay that plan.

“That prey is mine to kill,” Wyrstriker said resolutely as he was already halfway diving from the skies and down towards Zort. Flame Ripper deduced he would just become the distraction Wyrstriker needed to execute that dive attack so he might as well focus against the undead claw specialist.

“Too bad, you were much more useful as a sparring partner when you were alive.” Flame Ripper said as he ignored the blow from the abomination rat and went towards the undead Quell. If it did not have a head to chop, then slice the whole damn thing into pieces.

And slicing it to many pieces, Flame Ripper did.

However, that was not all Flame Ripper had executed as he quickly dodged the next swipe by the abomination rat. Zort tried to control the undead Quell, who was aimlessly standing, but there was no effect at all. This distraction gave Wyrstriker all he needed to swoop down quietly from Iwen’s back and pierce the Demon Rat through its skull and later into the spine of the abomination rat.

As the spear goblin achieved that move, Iwen managed to turn away in time from crashing into the ground and took to the skies once again. “Gosh, thank goodness this undead puppet master did not have any other abominations with it.”

“It is not exactly playing with magic…” Flame Ripper said as the abomination rat fell onto Quell who was eventually dispersed into many pieces from the cuts that Flame Ripper did.

“I found this attached to that dead guy. Looks like a controlling device.” The dagger goblin showed it to his pal, and they could see it looked like it was a marvel of steam engineering. They picked up Zort’s weapon and noticed that the whip was made up of many of those bug like components, seemingly alive.

“So that guy is not using magic but controlling him with this tiny little bug like device?” Wyrstriker asked, but Flame Ripper could only shrug his shoulders.

“Could be just a component of the Steam Tech. Let’s be safe and pass it to our dear Head Researcher Ayse. She might be able to have a glimpse of what it does.” Flame Ripper suggested.

“Heh, normally, we will just throw this kind of stuff down on the ground. Looks like working with Jin made us fairly paranoid as well.” Wyrstriker said as he turned his head to the misty fog and heard terrified screams of both rats and humans.

They noticed how the enemy tried to walk, run or even crawl out of the fog, but there was this invisible force that brought them back into the mist. “HHELP ME!!! I DO NOT WANT TO GOOO IN THERE!!” A human slave tried his best to hold on to a bunch of grass, but it was futile. The fog mysteriously pulled him in as they could see the slave’s fingers were plunged deep into the soil, being dragged along.

“Seems like Dread Reaver is handling stuff very efficiently,” Wyrstriker mentioned and offered to take the odd looking contraption back to Ayse. Flame Ripper agreed and opened a portal for him.

They could not have known that that particular little contraption was all that was needed to turn the tide of this unending Demon Rat infestation.