CHAPTER 638: CHAPTER 385: BEAST FORM_2

"How many people have you tasked with destroying their spheres?" he asked curiously. He hadn’t seen the arrows in the sky during the battle but had to admit that he was much more focused on killing the soldiers in front of him than watching the heavens above.

"We’ve taken out four of them," Wan Qiao said proudly. "Though we only got four, they only have two left. However, the two remaining ones are under the protection of the Saints, and we’re not sure whether we should engage in battle with the Saints Team, so we held back," she shrugged. To her, claiming four out of six spheres was already a great outcome, though Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but let a bitter smile creep onto his face.

"You are permitted to attack their Saints," he said seriously, looking at all the experts gathered within the tent. "The sooner you confront them, the better. Coordinate with them, do whatever is necessary, just ensure there aren’t too many Saints left once you’re done. If they have too many Saints during the siege, we will be at a significant disadvantage." Yan Xiaobao’s words carried weight, and everyone understood how earnest he was about this.

"The war will continue tomorrow. Tomorrow, we will allow the Humans to make the first move. If they come to us, all the better—the walls will have no arrows and no safe spheres. Wan Xun, Mr. Pan, be sure to eliminate the last two Crossbow Cannons as soon as possible."

Sighing, Yan Xiaobao sat on the chair. His head ached, and his soul seethed with chaos. Killing was nothing new to him—even if they were Humans, he didn’t feel pity for those he had to kill. What truly unsettled him was how he seemed to be losing himself, almost like a wolf. How much he relished the metallic taste of the liquid entering his mouth, and how he yearned to taste more. He thought of himself as more human than beast, and this contradiction deeply confused him. If he hadn’t merged with the monk, which made him think calmly and rationally, he knew that long ago, he would’ve succumbed to panic.

Waving his hand as he sat down, he dismissed the experts within the tent and wondered if he should set up any traps to welcome the Humans. Thinking back to War Art and his personal war experiences, he left the tent with a smile on his face. Then, he proceeded to summon an army of ten thousand experts.

The first battalion was assigned a task. Watching them, he saw their excitement for the mission they had received. Soon enough, they completed their task and swiftly began to carry out their orders.

The second group of soldiers was given a large number of wooden logs, ten centimeters thick, along with blueprints. Their Commander was responsible for overseeing the construction of the items Yan Xiaobao had in mind. Then, the young man walked toward another group of experts.

This group of experts wasn’t entirely satisfied with their assignment, but the Commander understood the importance of the task and ordered all the soldiers to complain less and work harder.

The night that was supposed to be completely tranquil was no longer silent; instead, hammering and digging sounds echoed throughout the camp. The sun had set, the moon hung in the sky, but even then, no one could escape the din coming from the Beast Army’s camp. The noise was so loud that even a kilometer away, the Humans knew something was happening, but they couldn’t fully grasp what it was.

"Don’t worry," the Great Marshall said as he gazed into the darkness toward the Beast Army. "While they are cunning, they remain beasts. The common sense of beasts will always lose out to their instincts, and as long as their instincts dominate, we will win. Not to mention, we have tricks hidden up our sleeve." He smiled at the many experts standing beside him, each of whom nodded in agreement. Preparations had been underway for a long time, and they knew their adversaries were beasts. They had taken every imaginable defensive measure, even more than Yan Xiaobao could have anticipated.

As the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon, they illuminated a battlefield littered with corpses, where crows and other birds ravaged the scattered remains. The air was crisp, and one could see their breath as little clouds formed from the cold. As the sun peaked above the horizon, the beasts stood at the forefront, gazing ahead.

The camp now looked vastly different from the day before. The beasts had been working tirelessly throughout the night, and now a massive trench surrounded the entire camp—a trench three meters deep and three meters wide. There was a twenty-meter entrance deliberately left undug so entities could pass through. Even the camp’s rear was trenched, making it difficult for the experts to surround the beasts during combat.

The trench wasn’t the only thing created during the night. Wooden fortifications had also been constructed, clustered together to resemble massive wire fences made of timber. Should any experts leap over the trench and land on the ground, it would spell grave consequences.

"This should cause them some trouble," Yan Xiaobao murmured contentedly. He was uneasy about the losses he had suffered the day before, but today he resolved not to surrender to his beastly desires. He decided to let the calm side of his personality dictate the pace of war; no matter what happened, he would maintain a level head.

Those standing across from the beasts were visibly tense. Some shifted from one foot to the other, others gripped their weapons tightly, and a few nervously gnawed on their bottom lips.