Chapter 424 Aftermath
One day has passed since the great war in front of the Caerleon City's gates.
Orcs, elves, and humans alike who managed to survive set up camp in the ruined lands in front of Caerleon City. Together, they collected all the bodies of people, friends and foes alike, that were scattered all over and burned them one by one before they rot and create more problems.
Thousands of bodies were collected, both ones still intact and those that were missing limbs and heads. All the corpses had even formed a massive pile atop the ground.
The sight was such a macabre one, even the hardened guards of Caerleon City were unable to stop their hearts from aching. They could only wait in fear inside their posts, the sight of corpses swept through like they were destroyed by the world itself still littering the streets even with the forming massive pile.
Screams of despair, pain, and heartbreak echoed all around, becoming one into a miasma of hurt.
Meanwhile, the orcs and elves, who had less emotions than the humans, are busy healing the injured fighters to ensure they would be able to fight again.
Tristan walked around the posts to observe the troops. Unbeknownst to most, his hands were clenched, while his body trembled from all the emotions swirling inside him. He didn't expect that the space knights, with all their advanced weapons, have joined forces with the Asgardians to fight his troops, even robbing them out of their livelihoods without restraint.
Before the cleanup, Tristan had allowed his dragons Nora and Nara to fly to Evergreen Forest to give their messages to the wood elves, so the latter would speed up their movements a bit. Right now, all Tristan could do was wait.
From this massive war, Tristan had managed to farm a lot of blood essences, so he could increase his power further. Not only that, he still has enough essence to do some enhancements to both his elven and orc soldiers.
The bigger the war, the bigger the casualties the more powerful he became. This was his greatest strength, and this would be his trump card.
...
thinking about a slight mistake would endanger his sister, Tristan quickly let go and said "you are right"
A moment after, Tristan heard a voice from above.
"My Monarch."
Tristan looked up to the sky and saw the two dragons who called him. Right before landing, they changed to their human form and gave him a polite bow as they landed.
"Yes, Nara, Nora?"
"They have come," Nara said as she stood up straight, and Tristan raised his eyebrow in a questioning glance. However, before he could say anything, he sensed a massive power carried by the winds all around him.
Even from this far away, Tristan could understand what the two dragons meant. The elves have spilled out from the Evergreen Forest to join them.
A casual glance was enough for Tristan to see that the elves who came to join numbered in the thousands, which put him a bit more at ease at least. The more forces he could amass, the more chances for victory.
In the frontmost lines, there was king Ivaasar, Queen Leena, King Haladar, Elder Durlan, Prince Elroth, and Princess Serene. They all wore an exquisite suit of armor from head to toe, while Princess Serene and Queen Leena had donned their Valkyrie mode. When Princess Serene sensed his stare, she immediately ran to hug him.
"Tristan, I'm glad to see you are doing okay," Princess Serene said with a soft voice.
After everyone had gathered, Tristan took a sweeping glance at them all and saw the leaders of the wood elves had managed to amass the number of soldiers they had promised. This will be a war to decide whether elves would remain the strongest race on this planet, or the crown would fall to someone else.
However, before he could say anything, he felt the pressure all around change drastically. Great power was approaching, right from the southern side of the capital. He saw the high elves led by Kolvar had blotted out the sky.
That was not the source of the power he sensed, however. He looked in the southwest direction and saw someone unexpected.
King Castian, Callan, Hanz, King Vizier, and Osgiliath the strongest group has arrived