Will of Сhaos

Chapter 907: War Tactics

Chapter 907: War Tactics

In the middle of the night, I was up on the roof of my sister's mansion, I was holding a sandwich the size of my body in one hand and a case of blood beer in the other hand.

The last few nights I've been doing this every night, it helps me relax and think better about everything I've done during the day.

When I was in the middle of my sandwich, the Father of Nix descends from the sky with his 4 pairs of black wings.

"Was your conversation with your daughter productive?" (I)

"Good idea to get her to talk to me, if I were you then I would have ripped her head off." (Arash)

"I didn't say anything to her, it was just her will." (I)

"I know there must be a way to communicate with him, let him know I'll be waiting at the castle, I'll listen to him and that's it for now." (Arash)

"The decision is yours, do what you think is right." (I)

"..." (Arash)

He steals one of my beers and drinks it, it doesn't seem to bother him that they're made with blood.

"I'm leaving, I have an active role in this war that I'll be happy to participate in, but so do you, right Gray Elf?" (Arash)

"Didn't expect to find the Dragon Emperor here, I'm Klaus, leader of the Night Guardians." (Klaus)

"Are you Klaus the Butcher of the Moon?" (Arash)

"Unfortunately yes, I don't like that title very much." (Klaus)

"Klaus? When did you get here? Did you come to see Kira?" (I)Upstodatee from

"I would like to see my daughter, but I have matters I must discuss with you first." (Klaus)

"I heard you don't have a family, what do you mean you have a daughter?" (Arash)

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"This... this has been... hard..." (I)

"All to bed, we don't know how much time we have to rest before the next attack!"

"Better sleep." (I)

I was in one of the many frontier camps of the Black Empire, my profession was an Adventurer, but the Black Empire is my home, my family lives here, so I came back and joined the volunteers like many Adventurers.

The war has been tough even if it's only been 2 days so far, yesterday when it started it was a bloodbath, I saw one person being burned by lightning bolts and another person being pierced by dozens of arrows.

The battles were only in the young army, I know enough of combat tactics that as brutal as this first battle is, it's just a test of strength for both sides to know the level of each other's army.

It was on the second day that it was today that the fights escalated in level, there was a battle in the sky whose noise of explosions and lights distracted those with less focus.

It was a battle between people who could wipe out armies on the ground, but no shock wave reached us, yet I didn't look up for fear that a moment of distraction would cost me my life as I saw others do.

All I had was my spear skills and techniques to always fight focused on one enemy at a time.

Unlike other Demons, I focused on my body, I was never good at using magic, but I always had a strong body and good instincts that helped me survive my first years of adventure.

That's why I accepted to be the spearhead of the attack, I throw away the sword I was using at the beginning having already seen my target, a healer, as soon as I launched the sword from my hand it explodes before reaching the target becoming hundreds of needles that broke through the barriers around the target before hitting him.

With him dead, we no longer have to worry about his heals and area magic boosts that have given us so much trouble since day one.

What I did killed our main target today, but it drew attention to me.

At this moment a hail of magical attacks surrounded me allowing me to reposition myself further back as I pierced a Light Templar in the heart with my spear and used his body as a shield to avoid some attacks as I retreated.

"Well done my friend, without that healer it will be more..."

"DAMN IT! THEY HAVE ANOTHER HEALER!" (Captain)

"Is this serious? Then why did I take such a risk!?" (I)

With no time to feel frustrated, I waved at the others, as Adventurers learn that life is death is in how quickly we can adapt to a situation, my nod was a signal to abandon strategy and unleash all our power on more powerful area attacks before retreating.