NOVEL NEXT Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Izanagi Battle
[In Great Xia, the frontline battlefield]
An enormous wall stretching beyond the horizon cut through the mountain range's unique terrain, dividing the vast world into two halves.
On one side was the camp where human spirit contract masters were stationed. The camps were densely packed and neatly arranged like small hills. Spirit contract masters and their contracted spirits continuously poured toward the wall, while many injured spirit contract masters were withdrawn and sent back to the camp.
Large troop transport ships came from the rear, with reverse kinetic stabilizers spewing pale blue exhaust flames, kicking up a cloud of dust.
One after another, young spirit contract masters with youthful faces but solemn expressions rushed out after the troop transport ships landed. They quickly adjusted and entered combat mode.
Severely injured spirit contract masters and their contracted spirits were sent back to the emptied transport ships, which immediately took off again, heading to the rear base hospital.
On the massive wall tens of thousands of heavy cannons fired intermittently. Operating in an overburdened state caused the barrels to glow red-hot.
Terrifyingly powerful energy beams rained down, cutting through the battlefield in every direction.
Countless combat lights mingled in the chaos, signaling battles between various combat spirit contract masters and their contracted spirits against the enemy in this massive meat-grinder battlefield.
On the other side was a vast, sprawling army of elite serpent tribes.
The main force of this battle against the First District was the Izanagi Clan.
The primary serpent forces on the battlefield were massive serpents hundreds of meters long.
They slithered across the mountainous terrain as though it were flat ground. Each giant Izanagi serpent carried countless smaller serpents on its body, which swarmed onto the battlefield like dark tides and clashed fiercely with the human spirit contract masters.
Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses piled into mountains.
This war had been raging for a full two months.
Over a month ago, Wei Qing, the overall commander of the First District, returned. Under his leadership, the stalemated human frontlines advanced by several hundred kilometers.
The unique mountainous terrain was created by powerful spirit contract masters in the First Combat Zone who used their talents to move mountains and fill seas.
The massive wall, serving as the first line of defense, was painstakingly constructed with cutting-edge materials and weapons by Sanshang Technology.
To guard against danger is to fortify.
According to historical records, this location once belonged to the Yumeng Mountains, so this enormous wall was called "Yumeng Pass."
This months-long massive battle was ultimately recorded as the Izanagi Battle.
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[Izanagi Battle, Yumeng Pass, East-West Direction, Camp No. 97]
Due to the main battlefield drawing away many elite Izanagi serpents, the intensity on the flanks was slightly reduced.
However, the losses were still severe.
Several dirty and exhausted squad leaders stood at the docking bay reserved for transport ships, anxiously waiting.
"Old Zhang, your squad only lost three people, and you still have the nerve to come here for reinforcements?" one of them cursed.
His face had a greenish hue, like he was poisoned. No, he was poisoned.
The Izanagi serpent tribe, as serpents, were extremely venomous.
Out of ten heavily injured spirit contract masters, at least eight were poisoned.
"Shut the hell up. A full squad consists of just five people, and I've lost three. Don't I deserve reinforcements?" Zhang Zuofu retorted angrily, his face turning even greener.
He trembled as he pointed at another person standing nearby, fuming.
"And you, your squad's only down two, yet you're here too. Where's your shame?"
The man, Xiao Ya, didn't seem bothered. He replied confidently, "Can you even compare yourself to me? I'm here on a mission. See this? Elite mission."
Xiao Ya pointed to the blue insignia on his arm.
That was a mission insignia.
On the battlefield, the colors of the insignia on one's arm represented different tasks assigned to the squad. The colors—white, green, blue, red, and black—indicated increasing levels of difficulty and urgency.
White was simple, green was standard, blue was elite, red was extremely challenging, and black was near-certain death.
Xiao Ya's squad had been assigned a blue elite mission, granting them a privilege for reinforcements. It was the rules.
Zhang Zuofu was speechless, ultimately waving his hand dismissively with irritation. "Fine, fine. The next transport ship's reinforcements are yours."
The other squad leaders didn't object.
Xiao Ya's blue elite mission indicated a significant level of difficulty and importance to the overall battlefield.
This wasn't a bureaucratic arena.
On the battlefield, everyone was united. Complaints were limited to grumbles; no one would intentionally sabotage others.
As they spoke, the sky suddenly darkened.
A small transport ship descended from above.
Xiao Ya eagerly moved to the front, waiting for the hatch to open.
As white smoke cleared, a lone, youthful figure stepped out of the transport ship.
"???" Xiao Ya's expression froze.
'One person?'
'A spirit contract master?'
'Where's the contracted spirit?'
Xiao Ya couldn't believe it and waited a moment longer. After confirming no second person was coming out and that the transport ship had taken off again, he was completely disheartened.
"Just you? Where's your contracted spirit?"
The young man, caught off guard by Xiao Ya's questioning, hesitantly answered, "At... at home...?"
"At home?" Xiao Ya nearly choked on his breath and fainted on the spot.
This was the Izanagi Battle, a massive battlefield.
And this spirit contract master showed up saying his contracted spirit was at home? Did he think this was a vacation?
Before Xiao Ya could say more, Zhang Zuofu tugged on his sleeve, barely containing his schadenfreude. But he still kindly reminded the furious Xiao Ya:"Captain Xiao, calm down. This young man isn't someone you can mess with."
Zhang Zuofu's words were spoken in front of everyone. Hearing this, Han Zhen, the young man, was also taken aback.
'Huh? My heroic deeds in Deep Blue City have already reached the frontline so quickly?'
But Zhang Zuofu's next words shattered his thoughts.
"Look at his clothes. He's clearly not from the nearby combat spirit contract master recruitment camp. Can't you tell? He's a 'nobleman' from the city."
Zhang Zuofu emphasized the word "nobleman."
Xiao Ya immediately understood.
Some wealthy and powerful individuals didn't want their children to face the dangers of the battlefield but still wanted them to earn some brag-worthy achievements. So, they pulled strings to send them to non-critical recruitment points to "make an appearance."
Such people existed everywhere, and combat spirit contract masters loathed them, calling them "noblemen."
Realizing this, Xiao Ya's gaze toward Han Zhen became even more disdainful.
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