Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 734: Going Deep

A profound hush gripped the command room.

Not a single voice broke the quiet.

Gazes remained glued to the holographic map suspended ahead, showing nearly half its shining markers extinguished. Each marker stood for an Awakened. Each extinction marked a fatality.

Only instants before, an incident occurred, wiping out close to half those markers in one fell swoop. Put differently, almost half the guild's Awakened perished from one strike.

This catastrophe not just instilled terror in their frontline troops, but also heightened the strain, fury, and worry among the guild leaders in the command center.

Lana pounded her fists on the table. The bang reverberated across the space.

"What was that...?!" her voice quivered, driven more by rage than dread.

Her eyes stayed wide, breaths ragged, and one more advance might have sent her charging onto the battlefield alone.

Half their troops erased. They anticipated heavy losses in this conflict.

Yet to such a degree? And not even an hour into the war? This surpassed all predictions. No one foresaw the Goblin Guild wielding such power.

But—

"Calm down." Varnos stated in a resolute, unwavering tone. Fury burned in him too.

How could it not? Yet right now, composure was essential.

Lana halted briefly. She turned her eyes to her father.

Varnos kept his focus on the map. His face stayed icy, while thoughts raced at lightning pace.

Several seconds ticked by in quiet.

And then—

"That was a wide-area attack... AoE." he declared with calm certainty.

No one uttered a sound.

"But it’s not unlimited." he pressed on.

"If it was, the other half of us would already be dead."

His logic held true. Should the Goblin Guild unleash that strike endlessly, their whole force would lie annihilated and broken.

Yet luckily, it hadn't.

Elira, deep in data review, abruptly lifted her head.

"Leader..." her tone grew grave.

"There’s something else."

All heads swiveled her way.

"All the ones who died..." she hesitated, verifying again.

"They were all between B rank and A rank."

Moments passed before her words sank in.

"That means..." Lana's eyes sharpened.

"That attack, for now, only works on that level." Elira went on.

"Higher ranks... survived."

"So it has limitations." Varnos gave a faint nod.

Still, worry persisted, since most troops ranked B to A. Higher elites were scarce.

In essence, their core army lay shattered and gutted.

"It might not stay that way next time." Daniel remarked, thickening the air further.

Eyes shifted to him.

He stood poised, as if no disaster struck. Yet his gaze burned with intense concentration.

"If this is a technique that can evolve, next time it might kill higher ranks too." he added.

The mood darkened more. His point rang true—a genuine threat. Should it occur, doom awaited. They must halt it swiftly.

"Then we stop it before that happens." Lana gritted her teeth.

"Exactly." Daniel agreed with a nod. That's the resolve he sought.

"That attack didn’t come from a single point." he noted.

"Go on." Varnos arched a brow faintly.

"It had multiple sources." Daniel clarified steadily.

"Several people... channeling mana into one point at the same time."

Elira scanned the records swiftly.

"...You’re right." she whispered.

"Multiple fluctuations were recorded simultaneously."

"A kind of shared channeling. If those people are eliminated, that attack disappears." Daniel proceeded.

The breakdown was straightforward.

"So the key... is them." Varnos' gaze tightened.

"Yeah." Daniel replied promptly.

"I’ll go kill them." he stated plainly. The quickest, surest method to prevent repeats.

Dead casters meant no strike.

Crucially, only he could pierce deep into foe lines. Fallens lurked in shadows; Fallen Step carried him there.

"Alright." Varnos eyed him moments, offering no doubt or pushback. Faith in the youth's prowess was absolute.

The call stood firm.

"Get in fast, eliminate the targets, and come back." A vital caution. Daniel's power wasn't full; peril lurked outside.

Daniel nodded.

Lana advanced.

"Wait." Her stare intense.

"We need to launch a counterattack too. We can’t just defend."

"...But we don’t have anything like that." She scowled soon after.

No one possessed such strike capability.

Daniel sighed softly. Laws active could dwarf that blast.

Regrettably, poison lingered.

"Don’t worry, we will respond to this." Varnos vowed icily, then faced Daniel.

"Go."

Nothing more.

And Daniel vanished.

Battlefield mayhem raged on.

Amid it, stealthy shades slipped through. Daniel and his Fallens.

Forms merged with night, existences erased entirely. Shadow traversal their path.

Silent. Unseen.

Caution defined Daniel. Foes might detect; he maximized stealth and haste.

They ghosted past enemy ranks undetected.

A Goblin Guild Awakened battled when a shade flashed past.

Instantly, head severed from torso.

Everlight Moon's fell similarly.

Factions clashed ferociously. The zone blazed in combat inferno.

Daniel ignored it. Sights locked on quarry. Mana traces from the blast guided him.

"There..." he breathed.

Hundreds of meters on, amid hidden foe camps—

First mark nestled with guards.

Daniel surged, arriving instantly.

One gathered mana, prepping perhaps another volley—

Opportunity denied.

A Fallen rose from his shadow.

In one fluid strike, bisected the form.

"What’s going on? Who was that?!"

"Be careful! There’s an intruder!" Goblin Guild Awakened mobilized, yet too slow.

Fallen melted away traceless.

Blood sprayed wide.

Daniel pressed to the next.

A female this round. Eyes bulged, sensing peril—belatedly.

Daniel materialized before her, neck snapped effortlessly.

No fight. No shield. No cry.

Fallens hunted in sync. Flawless. Efficient.

Third mark.

Fourth.

Fifth.

Targets dropped sequentially. Goblin Guild spiraled into disarray, clueless to the cause. Camps sealed in hunts for the phantom.

Futile efforts. Daniel's trail invisible.

At last, the final.

A male radiating superior might.

First resistance. Mana burst forth.

"Who—?!" Words cut short.

Shades swarmed. Body locked rigid.

Daniel materialized at his rear.

Hand seized throat.

Crunch with pressure; corpse slumped.

"It’s over..." Daniel breathed out. Objective fulfilled.

Return possible. Extra havoc optional.

Then abruptly—

Reality warped.

Massive mana surge... dense, alien, zeroed on him from enemy heart.

"What... is this?" Daniel's eyes slitted.

Sudden potent auras encircled.

Elite Awakened hemmed them in.

One advanced. Aura dwarfed others.

Stare pierced Daniel.

"You thought we wouldn’t notice?" he sneered coldly, rage simmering beneath.

A scowl creased Daniel’s brow.

...Surrounded.