Chapter 345
Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library
There exist a large number of restrictions on the method by which Occultists summon Devils . Several examples include the amount of mana required, a sacrifice of some sort, and a medium, lacking which will result in a variance in the end result . Without the exact medium required for that particular Devil, it’s not possible to perform a named summoning -the end result will display a large degree of randomness . Under normal circumstances, the strength of the summoned Devil is connected to the Occultist’s own strength and the sacrifice offered . Simply put, the more powerful the Occultist is, and the more powerful the sacrifice is, the higher the level of the Devil summoned .
—-From <>Our first encounter with the Warhorses came a lot earlier than I had expected . In fact, we found them not too far away from our doorstep, blocking the path forward with their large blackish red bodies . In that instant, I couldn’t help but wonder if the Warhorses somehow managed to get wind of my plans beforehand .
Naturally, that wasn’t possible…
The exact location we encountered them was 250 km south of the capital . There were basically no patrolling golems here, but that wasn’t the point . The point was that there was a large group of low level Devils huddling in fear between us and the Warhorses .
I doubt there was even any doubt at this point that there was a teleportation point nearby .
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Noticing our army looming ominously over the horizon, not only were those cowering Devils stunned, the over hundred strong herd of Warhorses were at a loss as well . Not knowing our intentions, they galloped into a defensive formation right away .
Sandwiched between both our armies were roughly three hundred low level Devils . Roughly sweeping over their army, I found that the lowest level amongst them was a Large Imp, and the highest was just a Four-stars Flame Demon Child . Under the determined pursuit of the Warhorses, these low level Devils could only run . Unfortunately for them, there was no way their Devil legs could ever compare to that of a Warhorse…
Encountering more Devils along with the Warhorses wasn’t that much of a surprise to me -it was Warhorse territory after all . Besides, there were definitely more teleportation points in existence other than the ones I found in the capital . In all likelihood, there were a bunch of roving low level Devil bands roaming about Purgatory right now…
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What truly surprised me was that the one leading these Warhorses was actually a familiar per…horse…
“Mama, isn’t that the Warsomething elder?”
Mo Na preferred soul perception in general, being a Necromancer and all . With her heightened sense, she quickly realised that the Warhorse in charge was our old friend, Warwraith .
It was with her reminder that I realised that their leader seemed rather familiar . To begin with, all Warhorses looked the same to me, why would I ever find one familiar looking?
“Honorable Lord Fallen Angel, please save us…”
Most likely because they sensed that I was a Devil like them, the low level Devils decided to take a gamble after a mere moment of hesitation . They unabashedly pleaded for help, and without even waiting for me to answer, came rushing to our side . Pushy though that was, I was planning to recruit them anyway .
Better that they just come over on their own, saves me the trouble of convincing them…
“Let them come over . ”
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Before the golems had the chance to flatten the incoming Devils, I gave the order for them to make way . The fastest amongst them swiftly dove into the protective zone created by the golems, ignoring the overwhelming aura the golems emitted . Based on how fast the first Devil came in, it wouldn’t be long before the rest were safe .
Thus from that moment on, they basically became my subordinates .
With the Devils taking shelter with us, the Warhorses naturally had no intention of keeping quiet either . Perhaps it was because of my evolution into a Fallen Angel, the elder, Warwraith, didn’t immediately recognize me as his “old friend” . He was the first of the Warhorses to come charging at me . As he galloped, he made sure to yell out orders simultaneously . “Catch them, don’t let them escape!”
By now, there was only about one hundred meters between us and the Warhorses . Yet such a distance was nothing to a Warhorse . If left to their devices, half of the escaping Devils would most likely end up dead . I had personally experienced their speed before so I knew that a mere hundred meters was nothing but a gallop away to these horses .
I immediately gave the order for ten Winged Abyssal Golems and one hundred Abyssal Golems to halt the Warhorse charge .
“Stop them, but don’t kill them . ”
Though the golems weren’t the most agile of soldiers, they could still dash at a decent speed as long as they didn’t have to change direction . By the time the first Warhorse caught up to a Devil, my golems had arrived as well .
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First of his herd to charge, Warwraith cloaked himself in a shroud of flames as he rammed into one of the Winged Abyssal Golems . Hard met with hard as the two elite warriors clashed headon in a battle of strength . The end result was, as I had fully expected, Warwraith being sent flying away…
Seeing a horse the size of a mini truck being knocked into the air was a rather amusing one . Yet as long as my order held true, the golems would never inflict lethal damage . Naturally, if the Warhorse in question was just too weak then that was really just his fault .
A mature Warhorse would at least reach the level of Four-stars . Under normal circumstances, Warhorses in their developmental Three-stars stage would follow a herd out on a practise hunt . And the herd led by Warwraith right now so happened to have a number of Three-stars . While these developing Warhorses still possessed an impressive level of physical strength, they were nothing before the might of my golems . Even their Six-starred elder was swatted away like a fly by my golem, let alone these Three-star babies .
On the other hand, my forces were at least at the level of Six-stars . However, it had to be said that my golems, being inanimate objects, weren’t too good at following orders . Even if I told them to go easy on the Warhorses, it wasn’t entirely possible for them to judge how much force could be used .
With such a huge disparity in strength, and a lack of control on one side, it was only a matter of time before an accident happened .
Thus in our first clash with the Warhorses, the golems pummelled every single Warhorse, Warwraith included . Unfortunately, there were a few unlucky horses who would never stand up ever again…
‘Oops… I think they went a little overboard…’