Amid Anders’ internal turmoil, the ground beneath him trembled, accompanied by a distant, rhythmic thud.
“What in the world? Earthquake, maybe?” The crowd shared uncertain glances. Perplexed, Anders looked behind him and discovered a colossal army emerging from the wooded hills. It numbered in the tens of thousands.
Surveying the scene, he observed an expansive array of soldiers stretching as far as the eye could see. This formidable force wasn’t a singular entity. Instead, it comprised eight elite units encircling from all directions.
The trembling ground was the outcome of these eight units sprinting into position.
“Look over there! What is that?”
“Whoa! It’s like a massive tidal wave swallowing the entire mountain.”
“Check their banners. They seem to be our reinforcements.”
“Reinforcements? That’s incredible.”
Upon closer inspection, the crowd rejoiced. Logan was too formidable for them to face alone. They needed reinforcements, either in sheer numbers or through the intervention of top-tier warriors.
The colossal army that arrived comprised a force of a hundred thousand, capable of overwhelming Logan even if each soldier made only a minimal contribution.
“Haha… it’s the Eight Sovereigns. The Eight Sovereigns’ troops have arrived!” Anders couldn’t suppress his laughter upon realizing the situation.
Oakvale had three military forces. The City Defenders maintained order, and the Imperial Guardian protected the royal family within Aylka.
The additional force was a unique military unit jointly led by the eight commanders of the outer city. This specialized unit was dedicated to ensuring the safety of Oakvale and preventing any potential rebellions or uprisings.
Despite holding only a second-tier official rank, their practical power equaled that of regional leaders, earning them the title of the Eight Sovereigns. Many high-ranking officials treated them with utmost respect, knowing that challenging them could lead to dire consequences.
“Dear Logan, with the arrival of the Eight Sovereigns’s army, your fate is sealed today!” Anders felt invigorated, and his confidence was restored.
Throughout the conflict, he faced setbacks whenever victory seemed assured. Dustin, with his formidable strength, shattered Anders’ hopes repeatedly. But now, the dynamics have shifted.
Upon the arrival of the Eight Sovereigns and a hundred thousand elite soldiers, Anders was confident that Dustin’s exceptional abilities wouldn’t pose a significant threat.
After all, human capabilities have limits. Even the most outstanding grandmaster, who could take on ten thousand opponents, would have found it challenging to contend with such overwhelming numbers.
Therefore, even if Dustin was exceptionally strong, he couldn’t withstand the onslaught of a hundred thousand troops.
Only those holding top rankings on the Astonishing World List could effortlessly maneuver through a hundred thousand troops as if traversing an uninhabited terrain. Dustin didn’t fall into that category.
“Ah, the Eight Sovereigns have truly gone all out to get me.” Dustin furrowed his brow slightly, his expression growing more serious.
The recent intense battles had depleted much of his energy, leaving him with minimal chances against a siege by a hundred thousand soldiers. The Eight Sovereigns, leading the massive army, charged like a storm.
The immense army and its imposing presence chilled everyone to the bone. The majority of the onlookers were martial artists accustomed to smaller skirmishes, typically involving only a few or a couple of hundred individuals.
The influx of a hundred thousand soldiers was an unprecedented sight for them.
“What does it even mean to have a hundred thousand troops?” they wondered aloud. They couldn’t understand the intense shock and disbelief that gripped them at the core of their being without witnessing it firsthand.
