Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

Chapter 1036  Simply Courting Death!

Twilight Rain Underground Base…

"To think that they managed to push us this far," Harrus, who had been the leader of the operation to kidnap Princess Anastasia, solemnly muttered. "But I think this is for the best. From here on out, it will be a battle of attrition. All our forces are gathered here, so it is possible for us to turn this situation in our favor."

After failing his mission, the Brawler focused on strengthening himself.

With consistent hard work and dedication, he managed to become an A-Ranker, allowing him to regain a bit of his reputation.

"You're right, Harrus," the Guildmaster of Twilight Rain, Magnar Vonmus Gweliven, commented. "Perhaps this is a turning point for us. As long as we decimate their High-Rankers in this battle, we will be able to march towards the Capital with ease."

Magnar was the current Dwarf King's Uncle. He had long been planning to usurp his nephew's throne and become the King of the Kingdom of Gweliven.

He had been biding his time and laying the groundwork for his rebellion. But for some reason, something would always happen that would force him and his organization to take a step back each time.

Their Lycan Project was discovered too early, and all of the people working on the project were killed, losing the results of their research in the process.

Targeting Aina, who had also played a role in cleaning up some of their bases in the towns and cities of the Kingdom, also failed.

Then the battle of Whitebridge City took place. Although the Head of the Merchant Guild of Whitebridge City, Lucius, managed to survive, everything continued to go downhill from there.

To make matters worse, his top executives, as well as the leaders of the different Merchant Guilds, who served as his spies and logistic managers, were assassinated one by one.

This forced their expansion to be put on hold until they captured the Assassin responsible for killing their supporters.

For all of this to happen, there could only be one explanation.

There was a mole inside their organization, leaking valuable information to their enemies.

Magnar did everything, but he was unable to determine who the spy was, which was perfectly normal.

Twilight Rain was an organization that had tens of thousands of members that spanned the entirety of the Kingdom of Gweliven.

Although Magnar was a Saint, he wasn't an all-knowing Saint.

He wasn't aware that Lux had planted not just one, but four spies inside his organization.

Two Assassins and two Merchants.

They kept Lux updated about the movements of Twilight Rain.

In fact, it was Scarlet who told the Half-Elf that the Kingdom of Gweliven had started to take aggressive actions toward their Guild.

Unfortunately, during that time, Lux was busy giving the allies of the Divine Army a visit, so he didn't have time to pay attention to the situation in the Dwarf Kingdom.

Now that he was free from dealing with the Divine Army, he could shift his attention to his old enemies, who had no idea who was about to knock on their doorstep.

"Fortify the hidden entrances of our Headquarters," Magnar ordered. "We have the territorial advantage. If they want to fight us, they will have to enter a slaughterhouse first. We will make sure that they regret bringing the battle to our Main Headquarters!"

"""Yes!"""

The Elders and Executives of Twilight Rain left the conference room to carry out Magnar's orders.

When everyone had left the conference room, three Dwarves wearing dark robes appeared in front of Magnar.

"I have confirmed that the enemy has two Saints in their army," one of the Black-Robed Dwarves said. "Must we really wait until they come to us? Why don't we just go to them instead?"

"What's the fun of doing that?" Magnar asked. "If we make your presence known, that nephew of mine in the Capital will be alerted. Who knows what he will do? It is highly likely that he will seek the help of the neighboring Kingdoms. If their Saints join this battle too early, the outcome will be difficult to predict.

"So our best course of action is to let them enter our Domain. Once inside, they will not know what hit them. Also, there will be no witnesses to report anything back to the capital."

Magnar smiled evilly as he looked at the three individuals in front of him.

These three Dwarves were his Secret Weapons, and all of them were Saints.

With him added to the mix, Twilight Rain had a total of four Saints, which was already enough to take over the Kingdom if they used a Blitzkrieg Attack.

But they didn't choose this option. Instead, they wanted to eliminate the two Saints first before making a beeline to the Capital of the Kingdom.

If they took King Uther by surprise, the fate of the Royal Family would be sealed, and Magnar would become the new King of the Kingdom of Gweliven.

While the Guild Master of Twilight Rain was discussing strategy with his Trump Cards, the Kingdom of Gweliven had restarted their offensive against Twilight Rain.

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At one of the hidden entrances of Twilight Rain's Main Headquarters…

"Man, I hope that we finally get some action soon," a Dwarf said as he sharpened his Axe. "I'm looking forward to killing some people."

"True," another Dwarf agreed. "The Guild Master has raised the bounty on every enemy's head. A thousand gold for Initiates, ten thousand Gold for Low Rankers, and a million gold coins for High-Rankers. A very profitable business, don't you think?"

"Indeed, very profitable."

"Hah… I hope we get some action soon."

Suddenly, the gate they were guarding exploded, alerting the members of Twilight Rain.

A moment later, a Boar entered the Gate, followed by a Dragon Born.

"Come out Twilight Rain!" Cai shouted. "I have come here to stomp on your faces!"

"Filthy Low Landers, I, Cethus, have come to destroy all of you," Cethus declared. "If you don't want to die, all of you should kneel and beg for my forgiveness. This is the only option that you have to survive my wrath!"

The two troublemakers were very confident that they could overpower their opponents because they had become stronger than before.

They even started to laugh maniacally as a way to intimidate their opponents.

However, when the two noticed that they were facing dozens of High-Rankers, all of whom had their weapons drawn, both of them almost choked on their laughter.

"Bastards! We didn't come here to fight High Rankers!" Cethus shouted in anger. "Bring out your Initiates and Low Rankers! Fight us fair and square!"

"Juniors, you dare?! We only bully the weak and fear the strong!" Cai declared. "We are only here to fight the cannon fodders! Bring out your Apostles so I can step on them with my hoof!"

Keane and Gerhart, who had also entered the gate last, couldn't help but facepalm after hearing the two troublemakers' demands.

"Enough nonsense!" one of the High-Rankers shouted. "Kill them!"

Just as Cai and Cethus were about to run away due to the difference in ranks, their enemies suddenly felt a strong pressure descend on their bodies holding them in place.

The two troublemakers then glanced at the two beautiful Saintesses, who were standing behind their backs, paralyzing their enemies with their powerful presence.

They were none other than the Saintess, Cleo, and the Oracle, Maeve.

Lux had asked them to watch over Cai and the others and ensure that none of them got hurt.

Seeing that two powerful Saints had arrived to back them up, Cai and Cethus glanced at each other before laughing out loud.

"Hmph! You only brought out High-Rankers to deal with us? Filthy Low Landers," Cethus sneered. "Simply courting death!"

"I expected more from Twilight Rain," Cai raised her chin in arrogance. "But it looks like I expected too much. I came here to fight strong opponents and not weaklings. However, since you still dare to stand in my way then eat my hoof!"

"I AM CHARGING!"

Cai no longer hesitated and charged at the High-Rankers, who couldn't even lift a finger due to the pressure that was holding them in place.

Cethus took advantage of their situation as well and immediately unleashed his Gravity Domain, further adding to their opponent's suffering.

The two troublemakers then began to one-sidedly bash, punch, stomp, kick, headbutt, and body-slammed their unmoving targets with disdainful looks on their faces.

They were like two Masters who felt contempt for having to fight against Ants, who didn't know their place in the world.

Keane and Gerhart didn't join the battle and simply crossed their arms over their chest.

Clearly, they didn't want to participate in this farce and simply allowed Cai and Cethus to bully the High-Rankers, who had no choice but to accept their pitiful fate.