Tempest of the Battlefield - Chapter 504

Chapter 504: Forward Thinker Or A Traitor?
Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

The fiery spinning cage was inescapable, because it was able to reflect any GN force that was thrown at it.

The spell was extremely taxing on Guan Dongyang’s system. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain from rapid depletion of his soul energy. He knew he had only one shot at this; so, he swallowed down the pain and carried on the spell without hesitation.

After ten minutes, Guan Dongyang finally stopped the spell and descended to the ground. He didn’t even have enough soul energy to stay afloat. The fiery ball slowly disappeared, and something dark fell from the sky, thudding on to the ground.

Nihlathak’s flesh, bones, and his super METAL were melted altogether and reduced into a clump of black matter the size of a dog.

The sight of what was left of Nihlathak caught Guan Dongyang by surprise. Did he just win the battle? When the reality finally set in, Guan Dongyang raised his arms and shouted to the sky. Behind him, he could hear a swell of cheers and shouts rise in the camp.

Despite the exhaustion and dizziness, Guan Dongyang didn’t retreat to his camp. He remained on the battleground, waiting for the Thunder Fire’s reaction.

Marcos was paralyzed by the devastating blow. Two of his trump cards: the heavy METAL and Nihlathak, had both failed. If he carried on, he might lose everything.

“Captain, let’s pull back. There will be a time for revenge.”

“Let’s call it off, Captain. Even if we can get rid of Guan Dongyang with our advantage in number, we still need to face Blizzard.” Randolph pleaded. He finally conceded that they had underestimated Guan Dongyang’s power. Who would think that he had such a deadly secret weapon that had wiped out an entire legion of heavy METAL in a blink? Many of his comrades were among the ranks of those heavy METAL that had to lose their lives.

Everyone looked to Marcos for his decision, who clenched his fists and then said, “Randolph, Li Xiu, I have no other options. One of us has to die today, either him or me. If we retreat, there will be no more Thunder Fire.”

Marcos suddenly charged up his soul energy and shouted out, “CHARGE!”

Despite the disastrous setbacks, Marcos had mustered his courage and dug in for a fight of life and death. He ordered his best METAL units to escort the Mastery team while the latter inched closer to the camp wall. As long as the Mastery units were able to get close enough, they could rain death on the Battle Wolf camp.

After the fight with the Hammer, Guan Dongyang had nothing left in him, and the rest of the defense were all up to Wang Tong.

“KOM!”

Suddenly, the ground under Thunder Fire’s mastery units cracked open and bright lights shot out from within. Shadows of METAL warriors appeared against the intense light; It was the Battle Wolf! Before the Thunder Fire’s soldiers knew what had happened, a few hundred METAL warriors from the Battle Wolf appeared right next to them, including Wang Tong.

The sudden development halted the Thunder Fire’s march.

Wang Tong appeared behind Marcos and said with a mischievous smile. “Captain Marcos, we are just a small war band, and our strength is less than a fraction of Thunder Fire’s. Why don’t we both call it for the day since neither of us would ever be a threat to each other?”

Although the Battle Wolf would need to make an example out of the Thunder Fire in order to instill authority into other factions, the Thunder Fire could also be a force for the good when the internal struggle was over. Wang Tong was not Lie Jian; he knew that every human life was worth saving.

Marcos didn’t dare move a hair. In front of him, all of his mastery casters were taken hostage by the Battle Wolf’s warriors. Wang Tong’s one word could mean the loss of all their lives. Marcos could also order his METAL warriors to swarm the kidnappers, but the merciless act could definitely taint his reputation.

Marcos realized that the nagging feeling of something ominous inside the Thunder Fire’s camp was the person that had appeared behind him like a ghost. A person who could do that, Marcos conceded, would have to be more powerful than even the level twenty warrior Nihlathak.

“What does Guan Dongyang want?” Marcos asked, his voice eerily calm.

“Hehe… He doesn’t want anything, but… you need to make a kind gesture to clean up this mess you have made.” Wang Tong said.

Marcos chewed on Wang Tong’s words for a second and then announced, “I, Marcos, leader of the Thunder Fire, would like to put Guan Dongyang’s name forward as the leader of all factions in Maersa!”

“Hehe… Actions speak louder than words…” Wang Tong said lightheartedly.

Marco’s mind reeled, ‘Who is he?’

“What do you want?” Marcos spoke quietly.

“What I want is simple! Just leave all the equipment to us, including those broken ones. They are useless for you anyways.”

“That’s it?” Marcos asked in disbelief.

“Hehe… Yes.”

“Very well. Please let go of my mastery casters.”

“Not until you pull back the rest of your force.”

“Why would I trust you.”

“You don’t have to.” Wang Tong said with a smirk; he knew Marcos had no other options.

When Ross first heard about Wang Tong’s plan, he was convinced that Wang Tong was high on some chemicals. When Wang Tong cast the teleportation spell and transported him right into the ranks of the enemy, he fumbled in his pocket to make sure he didn’t overdose on something and was now hallucinating; he wasn’t.

Ross and his comrades carried out Wang Tong’s plan, and the rest was up to Wang Tong himself. Ross waited anxiously with a whimpering mastery caster in his clutch. They were surrounded by angry METAL warriors that could kill them in a heartbeat.

The mental state of the rest of the warriors was no better than Ross, except for Lie Xuan, Tan Bu, and Duo Lun. Lie Xuan didn’t feel the slightest stress—she could have broken out of the encirclement with ease. Instead, she felt a nagging itch from the mystery that loomed over Wang Tong.

He was a Mechanic, a mastery caster, a METAL warrior, and a scholar, all in one package.

From what she had learned about the Divine Mastery Sect from her best friend Ye Zi, she was convinced that Wang Tong’s mastery spells were from the Sect.

Lie Xuan was also convinced that Ye Zi had fallen in love with Wang Tong.

Duo Lun and Tan Bu held their blades steadily. They never doubted the success of this mission, since they believed in Wang Tong.

If Marcos were smart, he would stop his mistake there and then. There was only one person who could stand a chance against Wang Tong, and he was not on Mars.

Marcos let out a laugh and then announced, “Fine! I will leave all the equipment with you, and I will retreat. But, if you dare harm a hair on any of my mastery casters, I swear that I will make you pay!”