From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 222: Chapter 212 "Mighty Angel

The eve of war in Fein City was like a stage ravaged by a storm.

An atmosphere of tension and fear permeated the streets, as people hurried to finish their final preparations before a complete lockdown, all food sold out, their anxious faces and hurried footsteps everywhere.

A sense of worry and despair leaked through the twilight, as if the entire city had suddenly plunged into uncontrollable chaos and disorder.

As the moment of a great battle approached, the whole city seemed to become a massive ship about to capsize, with a vicious and relentless tempest looming, everything became unpredictable.

Every Fein citizen knew that the Rhea army had already breached East Coast Province, marching south straight towards Fein City.

The nobles of the East Coast readied for war immediately, and under the mobilization coordinated by the Lion clan, the entire Fein City swiftly sprang into action, with military forces arranged for city defense and Extraordinary Exponents in grave readiness.

Their only mission was one, to staunchly defend the city!

Fein City must not fall.

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The nobles of the East Coast could not allow the Rhea People to take Fein City, or it would be as if the Rhea People had stabbed a sword into the thigh of the Cyart people, rendering the whole nation unable to move properly.

Karl soared high above, overseeing the city, observing the people scurrying below like ants, their negative emotions were so intense.

He silently pondered everything that had happened over the past few days, certain the intelligence was no doubt accurate, and Darren was still not dead, for he had not received his soul.

"The Rhea People are planning a move to 'besiege Wei to save Zhao', is that it?" he mused.

His consciousness constantly followed the sacred object, now grasped by Lilian who felt an indescribable thrill at being able to touch the sacred object up close.

Inside the city hall, while many were fraught with worry, a middle-aged and handsome man walked slowly out of the main entrance, gazing at the panicked crowd, yet revealing a thoughtful smile.

"The war, it's about to begin," he said.

The eldest Yeager smiled, removing his hat and giving it a shake.

"The Fischer family members arrived just in time, saving me the trip to Nasir Town after them," he noted.

"I have completed the ritual of the 3rd Rank on the Path of Conquest, now I only await the Mighty One to bestow me with power so I can truly reach that position."

Yeager then peacefully moved away from the entrance of city hall, heading towards where the Fischer family resided.

Inside the police station.

Police Chief Mormir took a deep breath, calmly leading his officers out of the station, gazing in the direction where the great sacred object was for a long while.

Then, he turned his head towards his officers and addressed them loudly.

"Coming up, Fein City will enter a period of full control; we must cooperate with the military to prevent any chaos within the city and arrest those thugs seeking to loot amidst the turmoil! Without permission, no civilians are allowed to roam the streets anymore!"

"We must prevent Rhea spies from infiltrating the city! Any person defying orders, regardless of age or gender, should be arrested immediately. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

The orderly line of officers replied in unison, then followed Chief Mormir's steps towards the increasingly chaotic streets to maintain public order.

"Go home immediately! Full lockdown!"

"Go home immediately! Full lockdown!"

"Go home immediately! Full lockdown!"

Within the largest newspaper office in Fein City, Deputy Editor Inna held her young son, standing by the window, silently gazing at the sky as it gradually darkened outside.

She was no longer the girl playing with dolls, but had become a stunningly beautiful young matron. Five years ago, Inna had married a wealthy local banker in Fein City and borne a son.

She had also led her banker husband to become a Proselyte of the great Lord of the Lost, offering substantial financial support and smoothly progressing on the Path of Contract.

"The war is coming..."

She inhaled deeply, knowing most Daybreakers had lost their parents to war, lost their childhoods, and almost everything else.

If it weren't for Hospital Director Irene's refuge, if the great Lord of the Lost hadn't given them new meaning in life, perhaps the orphans would've gradually despaired in the mire.

"How many more will die after this war?"

For some reason, Inna had long sensed such a day would come. The merciless flames of war would finally reach the East Coast and even Fein.

Her son looked up at her, asking with confusion, "Mommy, who was that uncle who just came? Why did he seem so familiar with you?"

"Because we both believe in the same great God. I have a duty to fulfill the commands of God's Favored clan. In a little while, I will take you to your father's. Don't think about Mommy," she explained.

"Mommy will come back soon after completing the task."

The son didn't understand; he didn't know that the messenger who had just come was a Daybreaker and that his mother must unquestioningly obey the orders of the Fischer family.

Inna looked at her young son and sighed. Given a choice, she didn't want her son to join the cult either.

"Perhaps I am the most faltering, the least devout amongst the Daybreakers..."

Inna knew very well that her child had no choice.

The child of a Blood Receiver is also a Blood Receiver, and he will inevitably hear the Lord's call.

"Why is everyone so afraid, so panicked? Is something about to happen, Mommy?"

Holding her son tightly, she took a deep breath, her eyes filled with love.

"Don't worry, Mommy will protect you no matter what happens. Mommy loves you and will surely keep you safe."

In a manor within Fein City owned by the Lion clan, dozens of Extraordinary Exponents were gathering in the conference hall to discuss the war they were about to face.

The aged and weathered Viscount Bast sat in his chair, leaning on his cane, his eyes fixed on the map that was hung up.

"Byrne, what do you think about the Rhea army's impending military operation?"

"What could their strategic objective be?"

Byrne stood to the side, nodding as he said,

"I believe they definitely want to take the whole of Fein, which would be like thrusting a knife into the thigh of the Cyart people. If it was just the four towns, it wouldn't warrant the mobilization of tens of thousands from the Rhea army."

Viscount Bast nodded slightly and said, "Based on the feedback from the big barrier, I know clearly that after they crossed the barrier, they made a beeline for Nasir Town."

"Obviously, Fiera Town is of little significance, while Nasir Town is a prosperous port, so their first target is Nasir Town."

He paused before continuing, "After that, it should be as you have said; they will likely strike at Fein City like lightning!"

"Hmm."

Byrne seemed to merely nod calmly, but he was still very worried.

Although the townspeople of Nasir Town had fled in all directions, the town's hospital, factories, schools—many things that the Fischer family had painstakingly built—might very well be doomed to destruction.

He continued with his analysis, "It will take their main force a long time to reach Fein, but it is likely that the Monarch powerful experts and the Transmutation powerful experts could act independently due to their completely different mobility."

In war, it was undoubtedly common practice for the powerful experts of Transmutation and Monarch Level to operate independently, using their superior mobility to destroy the enemy's key facilities first. This was something they had to consider.

Viscount Bast narrowed his eyes and said,

"Being one step ahead can change the situation and destiny. Our reinforcements haven't arrived yet. Let's pray that the enemy doesn't have any highly mobile Monarch powerful experts; otherwise, Fein will soon be subjected to a tremendous test."

Just then, good news arrived.

An officer walked in and reported to Viscount Bast,

"Report! The 'Stars Mortal' of the Dark Night Romann family, Ariel, has arrived. Also, the 'Mighty Angel' of the Wrathful Angel Jones family, Bern, has come!"

"That's wonderful!"

"They're finally here!"

Everyone was all smiles, especially upon hearing that the "Mighty Angel" had arrived, which significantly relieved their tension.

Viscount Bast smiled, and Byrne let out a big sigh of relief. The two Monarch powerful experts who came to support them had traveled quickly and arrived before the enemy did.

Without a Monarch powerful expert stationed here, even with a city-level strong barrier, it would be hard to withstand a sudden attack by several Monarch powerful experts.

The "Stars Mortal" of the Romann family, Ariel, was already an "old friend" of Byrne's. She had previously tried to force the Fischer family to join her forces; she herself was a highly powerful Spellcaster of the Transmutation type.

And "Mighty Angel" Bern Jones was the family head of the Wrathful Angel Jones family.

The Wrathful Angel Jones family, the Wasteland Beast Frosac family, and the Romann family all had very good relations.

"Mighty Angel" Bern Jones, with his powerful demi-god Angel Bloodline and a formidable Forbidden rare artifact numbered in the triple digits, was nearly unbeatable within the range of low-level Monarch, despite being only at the Monarch low-level himself. He once boasted a superior battle record of repelling two low-level Monarch powerful experts single-handedly.

Soon, they met the two Monarch powerful experts who had come to their aid.

"Thanks to the Fischer family's intelligence, hahahaha, I just happened to be nearby in the East Coast Province, so I came over immediately!"

"Mighty Angel" Bern Jones laughed heartily as he entered the room. He looked like a very cheerful middle-aged man with a hearty voice that did not quite match his handsome face.

That was a face that could be described as beautiful, with delicate features and eyes like shining gems.

It was said that he used to have a particularly rugged appearance and was known for being outgoing, but as his Angel Bloodline became more powerful, his appearance became more feminine.

Although no one in the history of the Wrathful Angel family had ever reached Heavenly Enlightenment, many speculated that if they ever did, their lineage might completely transform into a female body.

"Stars Mortal" Ariel walked in, giving Byrne an intense look, then calmly said,

"First, let's make the intelligence clear. How many enemies can we expect? How many Monarch powerful experts?"

Viscount Bast took a deep breath and with a serious expression said, "Since you've asked, I'll speak plainly. The attacking Rhea People number around twenty thousand and there are a total of three Monarch powerful experts."

He had not mentioned the enemy's formidable formation earlier, as he did not want to weaken the morale of his own side before the reinforcements arrived.

"Based on the feedback from the big barrier, there seem to be two low-level Monarch Extraordinary Exponents and one... a mid-level Monarch powerful expert!"

Sure enough, every person in the hall turned pale when they heard there was a mid-level Monarch adversary.

"Heh heh heh, this will be quite a challenge," Bern said with a smile, showing no sign of fear.

Everyone except "Mighty Angel" Bern was tense, and Byrne could actually breathe a sigh of relief because the intelligence transmitted by Darren and the others was far too important.

At the start of the war, everything was a race against time.

If the Rhea Monarch powerful experts arrived before the reinforcements and, led by a mid-level Monarch powerful expert, they might break through the barrier with a blitzkrieg and capture Fein City, using it as a base to then restrain Cyart.

Then, the situation would be entirely different.

"They're here!"

Viscount Bast suddenly widened his eyes and shouted toward the sky!