章節 242: The Beginning : Miasmic Skulls

Coalition of those that can fight, living representation of Viridis's last bastion, they descend upon the natural enemy, ascending- Awaiting a miracle has bore no fruits, so they shall create one with what is left, from their own hands.

A miracle born of mortal wishes, for their salvation, wished upon themselves, granted upon them without the divine.

How many miracles will be necessary?

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"Captain! Undeads are everywhere, it's a massacre! What are we going to do?!" a young mage reported to a man in armour, a solemn atmosphere engulfing the surrounding area, as many combatants of all sorts were gathered on flat rooftops, barracks right underneath their feet, swarms of decaying monsters filling their sights.

"Should we throw spells in?" another caster questioned weakly.