The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Crush Them

As Karl's team advanced, the Hill Giants retreated, creating a proper defensive formation behind their barrier wall. It wasn't going to matter for long, as the Spider Golems were headed for the side of the group furthest from the wall, with Thor between them and the Warriors. The chances that something was going to get past that moving steamroller were slim to none, especially with [Earthquake] and [Thorned Vines] pulling giants to the ground every second. The vines were spreading faster than Karl was walking, making it nearly impossible for the Hill Giants to move freely, and leaving them vulnerable to the attacks of the Golems and Karl's arrows.

The radio on Morgana's coat was silent as they fought, with the leadership not wanting to miss a call for support due to unnecessary chatter.

The Witch Doctor was really coming into her element as she advanced, and after she had Remi fill a bottle with venom, her curse turned from simply being necrotic to being venomous, leaving the affected Giants in convulsions or screaming in agony.

Karl reminded himself not to get into any serious fights with that woman. Her magic was insidious, and if it made it past your barriers, even carried on the air, you were done for.

Over and over, the Hill Giants brought up stone barriers to slow the humans, but they were just as quickly shattered to gravel by the Golems, while Dana and Colonel Wilkes worked together to keep an umbrella barrier up over the group to deflect thrown stones.

Even if the [Refreshing Lightning] barrier held, it would be a mess if someone was knocked to the ground and off their rhythm.

A horn sounded in the distance, and Karl sensed the shift in the Giants as they began to attack the advancing teams instead of focusing on moving toward his group. Doug's voice echoed through the group, amplified by his magic. {Push faster. Double time, and we will break the defence in front of the next group.} He announced. His attunement to nature made it easier for him to tell where living things were, and nobody questioned his judgment as they focused on making progress and not just steadily pressuring the Hill Giants.

{Attack the wall on your left. Shatter it with the Maul.} Doug called half a minute later.

Karl followed the instruction, and found that there was a group twenty metres away, running toward him. "Good to see you all. Take your positions." Karl called to the closest warrior.

This team had no mages in it, only one druid that was in Owlbear form to run faster.

Karl suspected that would be the case for many groups. The mages couldn't keep up with the pace, so they wouldn't have volunteered to come along and drag the group down.

The Owlbear surged in size as he approached Karl, and [Brutality] was extended to encompass his group.

Unfortunately, none of them were animal type berserkers, so it was only the druid that was enhanced, but nine more warriors, all close combat sorts with heavy armour and shields, made the progress even faster.

"The groups are staggered. If we can make the next spot in two minutes, we will be able to pick them up as well." One of the warriors shouted as he moved past the Golems to join the fight.

"Got it. We will keep up the pace as much as we can." Bob called back, as Karl was focused on his archery.

They were just passing the new gap in the wall when Karl heard more shouting from the human side of the lines, and Hawk relayed him an update.

[It looks like there are Spellblades here. These ones are wearing Red. I wonder if that means they're all Tessa?] He asked.

[I think it's just like the colours of our uniforms, not like the clerics.] Karl replied as he kept up his attack speed. More mages would be a wonderful addition to their group, but he had no idea when the Academy force had gotten Spellblades as reinforcements.

Karl's team wasn't that far along the line now, barely up to even with the main camp, so they weren't coming from some remote location.

The mages moved swiftly with their magic, and fell in behind the group, reinforcing the weakening barriers over the team before sending a few of their members forward to use ranged sword attacks from the second line, where Karl was firing his arrows.

The vampiric blade waiting in the mental space where bonded gear went while not in use was thrumming with energy, so Karl took it out and slung it across his back with a loop of leather on his armour. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}