Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me Chapter 737: For Revenge II

The ambiance in the Goblin Guild’s domain fractured without warning.

Guards manning the inner barricades had zero opportunity to respond. Abruptly, in the core of their land, a surge of power, strange entities, and intense mana pressure erupted.

"Enemy—!"

The alarm cry barely started when shadows surged forward.

The Fallen.

Beings resembling horrors more than comrades swept across the barriers. Their velocity defied understanding, strikes exact, and each encounter spelled doom for foes.

For an instant, Goblin Guild sentinels froze in disbelief. No soul anticipated foes breaching straight into their heartland amid the fierce frontline clash.

And truthfully, such astonishment was justified.

The Goblin Guild inflicted devastating blows right at war’s outset. Nearly half of Everlight Moon Guild’s troops lay vanquished.

In that predicament, dispatching an army deep into Goblin turf seemed impossible.

Nevertheless, defying all logic, they possessed that strength.

And adversaries couldn’t fathom the sheer dominance of that invading host.

Yet the stupor faded swiftly.

Internal safeguard squads, drilled for precisely such crises, sprang into motion. Potent Awakened advanced, unleashing auras as mana swirled about them.

Though caught off-guard, the guild deployed territory guardians. Typically, piercing their ranks proved arduous.

However, this assault defied convention.

The contingent invading with Lana fused top-tier Awakened and Daniel’s mightiest Fallen. Such composition alone demolished the Goblin Guild’s defensive equilibrium.

Daniel’s prime Fallen rivaled S-rank Awakened in might. Absent the guild master’s intervention, these watchers were doomed.

In truth, it resembled utter slaughter.

The initial collision struck, and instantly, the barrier crumbled.

A Goblin Guild defense captain attempted commands, yet ere a syllable escaped, a shadowy form materialized behind, silently cleaving his head free in one fluid stroke.

Blood erupted skyward.

And then... pandemonium.

Yet controlled mayhem.

Invisible limits held them back for the moment. No urgency to breach yet.

Not until her father’s chief directive arrived...

"Spread out. Hit the designated targets." Lana’s command resounded via their mental connection.

The troops surged without delay.

This transcended mere killing.

It formed a calculated strike.

Premier Awakened targeted vital zones. Storage depots detonated in sequence, logistics paths severed, aid hubs razed in moments.

Simultaneously, legion elements erected detection grids. Compact yet sophisticated setups ignited fast at varied spots, relaying data live.

A handful of seconds’ lag... those instants separated triumph from demise.

Amid the turmoil’s epicenter, Lana remained poised.

Her gaze icy, actions crisp, thoughts laser-sharp.

A Goblin Guild mid-tier officer charged her, sword sheathed in dense mana slicing at her throat with lethal velocity.

But Lana reacted.

Not squandering a heartbeat.

A sidestep, swift pivot, and her weapon pierced his guard with perfect accuracy.

A crimson streak.

His head drifted apart from the torso as the corpse toppled.

"Keep moving. We don’t have time." Lana pressed on without glancing.

"They’re coming back!"

Then Elira’s alert rang in her thoughts.

Lana’s eyes tightened faintly.

"How many?"

"A portion of the main army has split off... they’re heading straight toward you."

Which signified...

The scheme succeeded.

Strain on Everlight Moon eased. Enemy troops diverted to shield their base.

Precisely the goal.

With Goblin Guild segments recalled, their guild could handle leftovers far simpler.

Yet it signaled urgency too—their window shrank.

Eventually, reinforcements would swarm, turning lingering into self-destruction.

Lana surveyed briefly. Her squad progressed steadily, but prolonged stay risked encirclement.

Withdrawal now... felt incomplete.

"Is there anything we can do to deal more damage? Mines, or any kind of items that could cause casualties?"

"It won’t be easy." Elira answered, then pressed on.

"We do have powerful items, but their top ranks will definitely find a way to neutralize them."

"Pull back. Once you return, we can design a plan for that... but we need a method they can’t counter."

Lana exhaled softly and assented.

For now, retreat appeared inevitable.

Still... sufficient.

From her view, true vengeance eluded, yet...

It soothed somewhat.

"Prepare to retrea—"

Ere the order completed, Elira spoke anew.

This instance... altered.

"Wait."

"What is it?" Lana halted.

"We found something."

Upon a psychic chart from detection webs, a locus glowed.

Not mere dot.

A nexus.

"Mana radiation... it’s abnormal." Elira’s tone grew grave.

"Far beyond normal levels. This place... is probably one of their main centers."

"A center for what?" Lana’s gaze sharpened.

"Command... surveillance... or even—" Elira hesitated, then appended,

"A place that might be the reason behind the endless mana of the Goblin Guild’s forces."

Uncertainty lingered.

This inference stemmed from the freakish mana volume there.

Mana volume immense... unprecedented in her experience.

Lana grasped at once.

Ah, the cause.

Hence foes’ mana persisted.

Hence such relentless assaults.

A fountainhead.

Should it hold... demolishing it...

All would shift. Lana drew a steadying breath.

If conjecture rang true, that spot fueling enemy’s tireless mana, they’d seized a golden chance.

That inexhaustible mana formed foes’ paramount edge in battle, barring fatigue.

Thus Goblin Guild Awakened unleashed peak abilities ceaselessly.

Their side couldn’t match.

Now... potential to shatter that supremacy emerged.

She weighed the stakes: push on, risk trap; withdraw, forfeit prospect.

Brief mental hush elapsed.

And then

"Mark the path."

Her tone brooked no doubt.

"We’re going in."

Several legionnaires hesitated momentarily, yet none protested.

Choice sealed.

Fresh objective locked.