Tempest of the Battlefield Chapter 631 Attack The Dark Castle

"Is he a man or a G.o.d?" Brenda replied to her father with a question. She had been very curious as to why his father had pledged loyalty to a mysterious warrior.

Zambrotta smiled wryly and answered, "I have no idea."

"Dad, do you believe in G.o.d?"

Zambrotta buffed a cloud of smoke. "Yes. When one finally reached enlightenment through cultivation, the cultivator is said to be beyond life and death…just like Li Feng."

"Then, do you think he has reached enlightenment?"

"Not really, but close...A demiG.o.d perhaps!"

"He seems to be fighting for the greater good, so why are you still so gloomy? If you can make a contribution to the greater good, you should do it regardless of the price."

"Hehe, little sh*t, trying to preach to your dad? It is not my personal loss or gain that I am worried about…it is him. There is something off about this War G.o.d. You might be wondering why I pledged allegiance to him. Tell you what, I have found out who he really is!" Zambrotta spoke under his breath.

"Who?" Brenda was gripped by curiosity.

"Einherjar Wannabe!" Zambrotta announced.

"Einherjar Wannabe?" Brenda's face was awash with surprise and shock.

"You heard it right. I knew it from the first time I saw him! I would never forget that unique feel of his power!" Five years ago, the two blows that Einherjar Wannabe had dealt Zambrotta had changed the latter's life. In some aspect, the mysterious PA fighter had helped him become an Einherjar.

"That's good news! At least he is not malevolent toward the humans. Ah-hold on! Let me think about it..." Brenda suddenly remembered some detail she had left at the back of her mind as she realized what her father's real concern was.

"w.a.n.g Tong!" Brenda exclaimed.

"You are my girl through and through! Haha! Yes. That's right. I had heard that before Kaedeians had endorsed me, their princess had already visited w.a.n.g Tong. I bet their endors.e.m.e.nt of me had something to do with that little earthling p.r.i.c.k!"

"Don't call him that! And I don't think you are right." Brenda said with a frown.

Zambrotta narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do you know? You know what is really concerning about this boy? It's his popularity, uncanny popularity! Whatever he does, he does it with the public's support. I had thought that he was gone from history after Patroclus defeated him, but he is back…better and stronger than he ever was! I have definitely underestimated him, and so have the Zergs. I think this war is soon going to become the war between Patroclus and w.a.n.g Tong." Zambrotta was taken over by a wave of poignant emotion. As he rose in the ranks of power, he had started to see the truth behind the scene. Therefore, he was convinced that the War G.o.d had something to do with w.a.n.g Tong.

This war appeared to be the conflict between the humans and the Zerg, but in reality, it was a gamble between w.a.n.g Tong and Patroclus.

Patroclus seemed to have the upper hand just a few months ago, but w.a.n.g Tong's intervention had completely changed the situation around.

"Regardless of who he was, I think that as a human, I should support w.a.n.g Tong. " Brenda managed a sentence.

Zambrotta cracked a smile, "Oh? Are you sure it's not because he is good looking? Haha! I have heard that he had visited you once. Come, tell me what happened! Fill me in. " Zambrotta smiled broadly.

Brenda blushed. "There is nothing! Anyway, it is getting late…Time for you to rest! Don't worry your ugly little head about it!" Brenda turned around and skittered away.

Zambrotta laughed and became lighthearted after the conversation. He knew that Brenda was right: as a human, he didn't have a choice but to support w.a.n.g Tong and War G.o.d, whoever he was.

His had designed the attack plans specifically to help w.a.n.g Tong's advancement at the heart of the Zerg territory. As the commander of the last remaining human resistance force, he knew that only w.a.n.g Tong could bring the humans their last hope.

Meanwhile, inside the Zerg territory, w.a.n.g Tong was preparing their attack on the dark castle. The dark castle was not built on a human city; it was built entirely by Zergs. It was a formidable fortress guarded by a great number of Zergs, and it also housed some of the most high profile queens.

However, since the dark lord was not inside the dark castle, w.a.n.g Tong was confident that Battle Wolf would be able to take it down with ease.

The news of Lie Jintian's death came right before they reached the outskirts of the castle. Lie Jian had kept calm, but when he was discussing the plan of attack with other leaders, everyone could feel the hot anger in his tone. The leaders of Battle Wolf were relieved when he heard that the new leader, Zambrotta, had decided to keep the pressure on the Zergs. If the humans slowed down their attack and gave the Zergs time to gather strength, all the previous efforts and sacrifices would be wasted. However, w.a.n.g Tong was not surprised by Zambrotta's decision. He knew Zambrotta was under Mr. Wannabe's spell, and no one was a better strategist than Mr. Wannabe.

After besieging the city for three days, the human warriors were still unable to breach the defense. They tried to infiltrate the city using the sewers, but they were surprised to find out that the Zerg city didn't have any sewer system at all.

These defending dark ones behaved more prudently than those in other cities. They hid behind the cover for three days, and never once did they come out to meet the human invaders in the open field. Battle Wolf had tried all methods to provoke or coax the dark ones out of their hiding, but all attempts had failed. What made the siege even more difficult was these dark ones' incredible defense against the mastery spells, so much so that they didn't even give w.a.n.g Tong any chances to release the forbidden power.

The battle quickly turned into a stalemate, and over two hundred warriors were already injured in the three days of the fruitless attack.

However, despite the setback, no one wavered. Everyone was ready to carry out the final showdown with the Zergs, except that the final showdown never came.

Moye should be back in a couple of days, and if w.a.n.g Tong still couldn't sack the city by then, they might as well pack up their camp and abandon the siege.

Inside the dark palace, all dark ones felt grateful for Harmon's brilliant leaders.h.i.+p. They had quickly forgotten about his humiliating defeat because his defensive strategy had saved their lives.

When they first spotted w.a.n.g Tong near the dark castle, the dark ones thought that their days were numbers. They panicked and huddled G.o.dmother in fear. Dark Lord was not in the castle, so what could they do?

When a dark one finally reminded everyone that the dark lord had told them to consult immortals when in trouble, they went to the dungeon and consulted Harmon, who was kept there as a punishment for his cowardice.

Under Harmon's leaders.h.i.+p, the dark castle had withstood the human devil's attack for three days and was still standing.

Fear toward w.a.n.g Tong was so entrenched in Harmon's memory that it sometimes felt as if it was going to drive him crazy. He used to be a confident and capable strategist, but now, he was a paranoid and bitter old man. Part of his success in saving the dark castle was exactly because of his paranoia. He had discouraged any direct confrontation with the human warriors and cautioned the dark ones to stay behind the cover as long as w.a.n.g Tong was out and about on the battlefield.

He was convinced that w.a.n.g Tong had held back his power all this while, and the best way to test his ability was to pit him against the dark lord. Therefore, he had to hold the castle until the dark lord returned.

He never thought that Moye would survive the fight with w.a.n.g Tong, but he should be able to reveal the full extent of the latter's ability nonetheless. Harmon had observed Patroclus carefully for a very long time, and he knew that even he was wary of w.a.n.g Tong's power. Lacking prowess on the battlefield, Harmon had to rely on ploy and ruse to demonstrate his value to the divine lord.