Miss Fairy, Please Hear Me Out

After Ran Qingmo left, the battle began. No. At this scale, it could already be called a war. A war between humans and demonic beasts.

In this life or the last, this was the first time Xu Yuan had ever seen a battlefield.

Demonic beasts poured out from every direction within the fog, their shrieks shaking heaven and earth. Outside the town, the soldiers and officials who had formed ranks to meet the enemy roared back at them. On the walls, bowstrings were drawn one after another, the sound rising and falling without end.

One hour was far too short.

Even with all three sides of the town gates thrown open, even with the Sageridge border army evacuating the refugees, many of them were still stranded outside the town.

Worse still, besides the hideous beasts charging across the ground, a vast swarm of flying demonic beasts also burst out from the fog.

Fortunately, the Sageridge border army had plenty of experience dealing with beast tides. At the very least, the frontline officers knew what they were doing.

They did not form one massive military formation and try to smash headfirst against the beast tide.

The six thousand Sageridge border troops outside the town formed more than a hundred small military formations by squad, each squad numbering fifty men. There were gaps between the formations, yet they remained connected to one another. The moment the low-intelligence beasts rushed into those formations and closed into melee range, more than a hundred demonic beasts were ground to pieces.

The Sageridge troops on the walls were not idle either. They worked all manner of large defensive siege weapons.

The special ballistae engraved with formation patterns loosed bolts that sent sand and stone flying with every shot. A dozen enormous beasts were pierced clean through the chest as easily as tofu.

The explosive jars launched by the catapults burst amid the tide of beasts, splashing up great sheets of blood and flesh.

But there were simply too many demonic beasts, and many of them had long-range attacks of their own.

Acid, fireballs, and water bullets rained down like a barrage, blanketing the military formations of the Sageridge border army.

Soon, the first Sageridge soldier fell. And soon came the second. Then the third.

Standing at the edge of the formation, Xu Yuan frowned and watched everything unfold in silence.

This was war in a world of the extraordinary. He felt how small he was on this battlefield. In a war of this scale, how many demonic beasts could a third rank expert kill? Two hundred? Three hundred? Four hundred? Even if he exhausted every last drop of source qi, he might not make it to five hundred.

Xu Yuan’s gaze locked on the clusters of demonic beasts in the distance that possessed long-range attacks. Acid, fireballs, arrows of energy, and the like posed little threat to a third rank expert under ordinary circumstances. Dodging, weaving, or blocking with combat techniques would be easy enough.

But a battlefield was too chaotic. Once someone sank deep into the beast swarm, escaping would become extremely difficult. At that point, those countless long-range attacks, no different from a rain of arrows, would turn into fatal weapons.

And against the human side, it would be even simpler.

Trap him inside a military formation so he could not break free, then fire a few volleys from ballistae engraved with formation patterns. Even a third rank Grandmaster would die full of resentment on the spot.

On a battlefield of this degree, perhaps only a second rank expert, or even a first rank powerhouse, could truly sway the outcome.

But the war before him was only one small corner of the border along the Myriad Ascents Mountain Range.

Most of the Sageridge border army soldiers were only eighth or ninth rank. Many were even martial apprentices who had only just entered the ranks. As for the demonic beasts, they were merely a mob of low-intelligence cannon fodder. They did not even have a proper demon commander among them.

In the spring tide wars fought before the most important passes of the Myriad Ascents Mountain Range, one could even see the demon race’s giant war beasts. Those battles were at least ten times larger than what he was seeing now.

And the war currently raging in the northern border of the Great Flame Empire was even more so.

According to the Chancellor's Manor’s C-grade internal report, the 30,000 imperial troops that Princess Wuyuan had taken north were all sixth rank Iron Body veterans, elite soldiers who had survived a hundred battles. On the barbarian side, there were armies numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

In that sort of war, what would it look like when elite legions of tens or even hundreds of thousands clashed on a vast scale?

And in a war like that, what role could even a Sage play?

Everything on the battlefield was suffocating.

The slaughter between the Sageridge border army and the demonic beasts continued.

Death had become the only sound inside the formation.

Gradually, as casualties mounted, the military formations began retreating bit by bit toward the town walls under General Wang’s orders.

The refugees outside the town had all been forcefully withdrawn into the barbican. Some might die in the crush, but with the military situation this urgent, there was no time to care about that anymore.

The Sageridge border army could not suffer too many losses outside the town. Otherwise, the defense of the town afterward would become extremely passive.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan silently calculated the time in his heart, drew in a deep breath, and raised the Clear Whisper sword that Feng Jiuxuan had given him level beside him.

Void Step Slash. With the Sage's remnant soul lending him power, Xu Yuan silently teleported out of the illusory mist array.

The world outside the formation was very quiet.

The instant he left the illusory mist array, the shouts of the border troops, the roars of the demonic beasts, and the humming of the town defense formation all vanished.

In their place came a silence so deep it felt almost wrong.

There was not a cloud for ten thousand miles. Clear moonlight poured across the land, glazing the vast forests and their newly sprouted leaves with silver. Dense fog rose like a high wall at the forest’s edge.

From within the formation, he had not been able to see it clearly.

Only after leaving the mist did he realize that the formation was not shaped like the character 口, a simple square. It was shaped more like 皿, a basin.

The two sides facing the Myriad Ascents Mountain Range stretched out for a long distance, and scattered packs of demonic beasts could be seen constantly charging into the illusory mist array.

The war inside the formation was still going on.

And the battle outside the formation had already begun.

Even without borrowing the Sage's remnant soul power, Xu Yuan could sense waves of icy source qi shaking again and again on the other side of the illusory mist array.

The experts from the Myriad Manifestations Sect outside the formation had made their move against Ran Qingmo.

Xu Yuan was not surprised to see it. He asked silently in his heart, “Old Luo, how many are on the other side?”

The Sage's remnant soul sensed for a moment, then gave a low laugh. “Three third rank Grandmasters.”

“Three third rank Grandmasters?” Xu Yuan murmured the words, his tone laced with mockery. “No wonder they chose to intercept and kill her. The Myriad Manifestations Sect really did spare no expense.”

For the Chancellor's Manor, whose arrangements covered more than half of the Great Flame Empire, secretly raising three unknown third rank Grandmasters was no simple matter. This time, the Myriad Manifestations Sect had probably thrown in everything they had.

After a brief pause, Xu Yuan asked, “Ran Qingmo should be fine for now, right?”

The Sage's remnant soul sounded very relaxed. “Relax. That Ran girl is stronger than you think. Right now, she’s pressing all three of them back.”

Xu Yuan felt a little more at ease when he heard that. He said quietly, “Good. Old Luo, let’s hurry up and find the control node.”

Their plan was very simple.

There was a third rank Grandmaster guarding the formation node. Even if Xu Yuan and Ran Qingmo could kill the other party after a fight, there was a good chance they still would not be able to stop him from destroying the node. But if they could lure the third rank Grandmaster out first, then with the Saget’s soul power supporting him, Xu Yuan was confident he could instantly kill the lower ranked cultivators left behind the moment he found the node, then take control of the formation and protect Sageridge.

So when the Sageridge border army attacked the illusory mist array, Ran Qingmo had escaped on her own first, using herself as bait to draw out the people the Myriad Manifestations Sect had left guarding the formation and lure them into intercepting her.

A lone third rank Grandmaster was not someone the Myriad Manifestations Sect would ever allow to escape if they had made enough preparations.

After all, this was a conspiracy in which they were wagering the fate of the nation itself.

If they could surround and kill her without leaving a witness, they would absolutely do so.

And because Xu Yuan had Void Step Slash, he did not need the Sageridge border army’s help to leave the formation.

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