BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 1116 The flock (1)

1116 The flock (1)

Two days passed in a flash. During this time, Erik and the Chimaeric Demons spent most of the time immersed in combat. They had to rid Sleb Harbor of the remaining blackguards and their allies before leaving for Maynard Island, and that was what they focused on. Erik threw himself into every battle, driven by a hunger for experience points and power.

The Chimaeric Demons did the same, but starting from the second day, whenever Erik took charge of a sector, most of the Chimaeric Demons went to rest or to help their brothers elsewhere.

This way, Erik ensured not only that their fights got shorter but that they progressively had more time to rest.

The fighting was widespread, affecting every single area of the city, even outside the walls and under the city. By reading the enemies' minds, Erik found out how the blackguards came into the city. The same way he did, from holes in the walls, connected to underground tunnels and facilities.

How they did so without the Chimaeric Demons being unable to find that out was beyond him, but there was no time to cry over spilled milk.

The battle took the lives of many people; those who lost their lives outside the walls were left there, to be eaten by thaids.

It might have been considered ruthless, but Erik had no troops to spare to clean the battlefield.

As the city smelled more and more of smoke and blood and more people died around him, Erik gained experience points. The fights, as demanding as they were, made Erik get stronger, but left Erik with little time to rest. He didn't care, of course, because the numbers in his status interface grew fast.

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Dawn broke, and Erik made his way to the takeoff area, where thousands upon thousands of Chimaeric Demons were already gathered. The takeoff area was busy. Some clones loaded food and supplies onto the backs of their transformed friends, tying them with ropes and various fastening methods.

Others handed out weapons and gear, courtesy of the blackguards they killed in these past two days, making sure each clone was ready to fight. A group of clones looked at maps together, planning how to fly fast and stay safe during the trip.

Thaids could still attack them, and these might even come from Mur. However, 35 thousand Chimaeric Demons could, in theory, kill everything in sight, at least if the Mur's thaids weren't all strong like the Leviathan Serpent. The problem was that the clones didn't have that many neural links. Their brain crystal powers consumed a lot of mana and weren't even that powerful.

The air was tense. Everyone was doing last checks on supplies, double-checking their gear, and making last-minute changes. It was impressive to see how well the Chimaeric Demons organized such a big trip.

Erik approached one of the clones. "Are we ready to leave?" The Chimaeric Demon nodded. "Yes, Master. All 35,000 clones are ready for the journey."

Erik nodded. Thirty-five thousand Chimaeric Demons—it was an impressive force, but he couldn't help but wonder if it would be enough. He had to leave a significant number behind in Sleb Harbor and throughout Hin to protect the group posing as the president and her entourage and to keep a hold of the country. It was a necessary precaution, but one that inevitably weakened their assault force, and the blackguards were playing the defense game here.

Without knowing how strong the blackguards on Maynard were, Erik couldn't be certain if their numbers would be sufficient. However, he had to trust in the strength and abilities of his clones and in the preparations the others made. "Very well," Erik said, pushing his doubts aside. "Let's begin."