Chapter 55: The Final Battle on the Island

Chapter 55: The Final Battle on the Island

After helping the elven defenders fend off the human and sea tribe coalition’s attack, Krul immediately rushed to the next battlefield with his personal guard.

The elven soldiers continued to hold their ground here, preparing for the next onslaught from the humans and sea tribe.

They had only repelled the enemies this time, not wiped them out entirely.

They simply couldn’t take down that many enemies in one go.

In other words, those fleeing soldiers might regroup and come back for round two.

If the defenders were gone by then, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The armies of the two races would steadily expand their gains through this gap willingly left open by the elven race.

Elven forces elsewhere would face the risk of being surrounded.

Just like when Krul personally led an ambush from the side against the front lines of the two races.

Though the outcome might not be as ideal, it was still a situation at hand—just a matter of taking Krul a bit more time.

While Krul was busy extinguishing fires across the battlefield, the higher-ups from the human and sea tribe factions also took notice of his movements.

Krul’s achievements were simply too dazzling in the grand scheme of the war.

Even if he hadn’t turned the tide entirely, a small change in a battlefield was still a change.

If they allowed Krul to continue his acts unimpeded, the humans and sea tribe would lose their advantages.

Without much thought, Alexander ordered his forces to monitor Krul’s elite team while dispatching troops to intercept him, preventing further interference in the battle.

At that moment, the Great Octopus, who had been in the rear, finally arrived at the front lines.

Upon learning this news, Alexander immediately decided to deploy the Great Octopus to the battlefield.

Currently, the overall situation was still at a stalemate.

Krul’s actions were further complicating matters.

And the gigantic sea creature would help the humans and sea tribe break the deadlock at a small battlefield.

Once a breach was made, as mentioned earlier, other gaps would be easier to exploit.

Without hesitation upon receiving the order, the Great Octopus set off to its designated battlefield.

Its primary attack target was the elven fleet to the right of the pirates.

Today, Bask and his 9th Legion were in charge of the offensive here.

This human legion, which had suffered significant losses from day one, had pent-up frustrations that far outweighed those of other human legions.

Today was their day of vengeance.

And today, their opponents were also their arch-enemies.

Led by Mohas, the elven fleet from Krul’s main camp was their adversary.

For humans, that day of battle was a disgrace, and for Mohas, it was equally humiliating.

Thus, when enemies met, it was a recipe for explosive confrontation.

As soon as the two sides clashed, a fierce melee erupted.

Bask, as the legion commander, and Mohas, as the brigade commander, clashed once more.

However, the strength of both sides was fairly even, making it difficult to determine a victor.

In this situation, the Great Octopus made its move.

Its massive tentacles emerged unexpectedly.

The elven soldiers were caught off guard, completely overwhelmed.

Large swathes of elven soldiers were forcefully swept away.

Mixed in were many human and sea tribe soldiers who had the bad luck to be caught up in the chaos.

The sea tribe soldiers said nothing about it.

They had become accustomed to such occurrences.

With every advantage comes a disadvantage; while the use of a giant monster could provide a significant edge, some unfortunate consequences were inevitable.

Human soldiers, however, vented their frustrations loudly.

They cursed the sea tribe.

The sea tribe was so unreliable!

Not only did they slack off during the fight, but they even attacked their own side!

Yet, for the moment, there was nowhere for them to go to air their grievances.

The Great Octopus paid them no mind.

As a colossal beast, its assigned task was rather straightforward.

It wasn’t asked to kill the elven soldiers; it merely needed to disrupt the elven formation with its massive body, creating opportunities for the human and sea tribe soldiers to advance.

For it, this was just a game—swinging its enormous tentacles caused significant destruction.

Faced with the battered elven lines, the lower-ranking human officers couldn’t afford to hesitate, immediately directing their troops to launch a desperate attack.

Such a favorable battlefield opportunity couldn’t be wasted.

The affected human soldiers had no choice but to swallow their anger and press on.

Given the overall scenario, what could they do?

They now needed to rely on the sea tribe, especially the Great Octopus.

The arrival of the Great Octopus put the elven soldiers in grave danger.

With the Great Octopus around, they could hardly maintain their formation.

No matter how tightly knit the lines were, the Great Octopus could easily dismantle them with its huge body.

If they tried to spread out, they would only play into the enemy’s hands.

Those human and sea tribe soldiers would seize the chance to launch an attack.

Witnessing this, Mohas was anxious and upset.

He was currently tied up by Bask, unable to help the elven soldiers deal with the Great Octopus.

He could only watch as the Great Octopus rampaged at will.

On the island, Krul’s firefighting mission continued.

In a short time, he had already stabilized three small battlefields.

Just as Krul was about to head to the fourth battlefield, reinforcements from the humans—or rather, troops specifically dispatched to intercept him—arrived.

Seeing the fierce human forces approaching, Krul had no choice but to pause and continue aiding the elven defenders against the human assault.

At this moment, the gaze of the human Emperor, Alexander, was also directed far and wide toward this location.

Whether this battle could be successfully won hinged on this moment.

If they could successfully intercept Krul, then, in Alexander’s view, it would be smooth sailing.

At this stage, the only variable lay with Krul.

Krul still had no idea he had become a thorn in Alexander’s side.

Facing the imminent onslaught from the humans,

Krul was busy reorganizing the elven forces.

He instructed the elven soldiers to reform their formations to brace for the human attack.

Meanwhile, he and his personal guards stood by, positioning themselves alongside the defenders in a defensive stance.

Krul’s motive was quite simple.

It was still the old tactic he had employed before—seize the opportunity to launch a two-pronged attack against the enemy.

All of this was keenly observed by the human officers responsible for this offensive.

Recalling their orders, the human officers naturally focused their efforts on Krul.

They only dispatched a small portion of their manpower to attack the elven defenders while deploying most of it to deal with Krul.

Krul saw what the humans were planning.

At this point, he finally realized that he had attracted the attention of the higher-ups in the human forces.

The human army was starting to target him.

And, on some level, this was precisely what Krul needed.

As the human forces gradually shifted their focus onto him, the pressure on other elven armies would naturally lessen, saving him some running around!