Chapter: 888

This accursed being had destroyed the gate to our castle, blocking us from fixing the pits, and blocking any knights from returning to deal with these invaders, forcing more knights up from the depths.

Somehow, this tiresome being has destroyed our patrol routes, and it cut many lesser knights off from their duties, making them useless; the intelligent knights had to fix everything while it already stretched us thin.

This spiteful being's minions killed so many of us, and just when they we were about to storm and take back control of the gatehouse, they fucking ran? These creatures have no honor.

Almost chaotically, this hateful being and its minions sprinted through the upper levels of the castle, pulling many knights out of position and causing confusion in the ranks - and with broken patrol routes, the lesser knights became lost in our own home.

Search parties are still being led by intelligent knights to find these skeletons in the upper castle, though, oddly, we had not seen them for a while.

And the most evil and brutal act of this being was when it severed the roots from the Elder nest to the world.

Already, the birthing nest is dying. No new knights are being produced. Without the vital rejuvenation fluids, we will all soon perish; without it, it will force us to eat our hosts until there is nothing left.

This despicable being and its moving bone creatures have ruined everything. And somehow, it had made it past the Ova guardians.

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In all the rage the knight felt, there was a mix of something else as it glanced at the human. Confusion. Wonder. Suspicion. Fear?

"Why is its face twisted like that? Why are its lips pointing upwards? I feel small before it… did it form a pact with the Elder?"

Yet it didn't matter now. The knight knew it would die soon, and only a remnant of the knights would survive to rebuild what will soon be lost.

It stopped its true body from writhing in anger within the spine of the host it controlled. The best it could do now was to get revenge.

Gripping its two-handed sword, the first intelligent knight no longer cared for consequences. The pact between the Elder and its kin would have to be set aside.

It resolutely stepped onto the root-floor and charged ahead.

The knights behind followed too. If one broke the pact, then they all did, and their anger burned just as much. They would not slay the Elder, but would not let it stop them from slaying Jay, either.

Suddenly, the floor wreathed and wriggled as the roots responded to this provocation. The knights were not supposed to be here, and it responded accordingly.

The heavy suits of the armored knights sent shockwaves through the roots, and before they could reach the first level five Ova, many of the roots parted.

Four Ova sprung up, their needle-claws already bunched together to form the armor-piercing knife hand attack.

The knights crashed against the Ova, uncaring and full of spite. They would carve their way through hell if they needed to.

A brutal clash between the knights and the Ova began with spatters of spire-claw poison and green blood.

Jay caused an alliance to shatter, all the while smiling fiendishly and feeding Sweeper. Seeing them charge, it did not startle him in the slightest as he was counting on more of the Ova appearing.

Sweeper's legs and feet had reformed, but to complete the skeleton's spectral greaves, the shin-armor, it needed more bones and more time.

Jay glanced back, watching the first group of knights fight the four Ova. The Ova stopped their furious charge.

"I guess we have some time." Jay snickered, feeding Sweeper some more.