Chapter 522: Falling Debris (1/2)
Whether it was on the Great Wall, by the foot of the wall, or on the plains, shouts and screams were heard everywhere after the light beams descended.
”Ahh, It burns! The light is so hot!”
”Everyone, quickly take cover!”
Tribesmen cried after being scalded by the light while elven warriors warned them before conjuring large shields made of vines for everyone around them.
On the top of the Great Wall, high-level elven warriors also made vine covers for themselves and other soldiers in their vicinity before they continued to bring up their tribesmen located at the bottom.
At the same time, a great change took place within the sea of rats on the plains as the scorching sunlight seared them after vaporizing the rain.
Squeak! Squeak!
The rats struck by the intense sunlight were paralyzed on the spot as they dropped to the ground and squirmed in burning agony!
Their furs were reduced to ashes, their limbs bent in weird angles, and needle-like spikes began poking from under their flesh!
It was like they were undergoing a transformation—no, a mutation!
The entire world experienced its own series of troubles brought by the Cataclysm's arrival as timbered buildings within cities were set aflame amidst panicky citizens seeking cover and molten steel beams falling apart.
Outside of towns and cities, the cold rivers boiled while the snowy peaks of the Great Mountain Range melted.
Hot water descended from their steep cliffs like waterfalls, transforming the nearby regions into swamps and flooded areas.
Within the deep Wildlands, twelve pillars of red light surged towards the high heavens from their ancient relics.
Wingrats were not the only beasts plaguing the Wildlands.
They were not the only breed of rats as there were also Groundrats, Shadowrats, and variant species of rats plaguing the Wildlands with their incredible numbers.
Even so, not all regions within the Wildlands were plagued by rats.
In different parts of the Wildlands, the rabbit race was an even bigger problem than the rats!
Rabbits were docile omnivorous beasts, considered to be one of the weakest species amongst the beast race existing within the Wildlands.
However, their numbers were even more fearsome than the rats!
And when all these cute bunnies are transformed into ferocious, hunger-crazed, berserk rabbits, their threat level can only rank them higher than the rats!
No one truly knew how dangerous they were until they all crawled out from the rabbit holes!
Many Low-rank beast tribes and Mid-rank beast tribes fell to the swarms of rabbits and rat tides while survivors fled for higher ranking beast tribes for even a fighting chance of survival during the outbreak.
Outside of High-rank beast tribes and King-rank beast tribes, carcasses piled like tall mountain peaks, and blood flowed like rivers!
These tribes were the absolute hegemons of the plains!
Their tribesmen numbered in the tens of millions while their Transcendent-level warriors numbered in the tens of thousands!
It was not possible for such behemoth tribes to be toppled by weak races like the rabbits and rats, even if their numbers were in abundance.
Absolute strength could not be defeated by numbers alone.
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Back in the Western Frontier, Leon descended from the skies, shortly returning to Aria's side within the thunderclouds.
Aria had long reopened her eyes due to the events happening. Seeing Leon returning, she quickly asked, ”Did the Cataclysm…?”