Chapter 1279: A Desperate Battle

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"Dammit! The Undead are fewer but they had somewhat become even stronger!"

"What can we do now?! This is getting ridiculous!"

"We have to survive somehow, don't cower! We must make way for the princess to clear the gates! Or this hell will never end!"

"Lady Planta is fighting the dragon! Everything is going to be ok now!"

"But she's not coming to help!"

"S-She's trusting this to us?!"

"Don't be cowards, charge!"

In between of a huge battle between the people of the forest and the undead, soldiers of all types, forms, shapes, and sizes constantly screamed and talked while desperately fighting for their lives.

Although 90% of all Undead were suddenly absorbed by Fafnir to gain his current form, this was not without him putting another plan into motion.

His very Aura wasn't just for show, as Florie saw with her very eyes!

Ding!