Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 87: End of the War

A month of continuous rain, combined with the dam’s accumulation, has made the current flood incredibly terrifying. After gathering over a certain distance, the flood transformed into an overwhelming force, instantly crashing down and heading towards the thousands of Minotaurs, destroying everything in its path, whether woods or buildings.

Even ordinary Tier One, or even Tier Two Demon Beasts, almost couldn’t withstand it.

Boom.

In an instant, the fire sea was engulfed, thousands of Minotaurs were directly swept away by the flood.

Engulfed.

A Tier One Minotaur tried to resist.

But the terrifying flood instantly destroyed its power, sweeping its body far away.

The place ahead of them transformed into a swamp.

Thousands of Minotaurs were nearly powerless to resist.

This scene undoubtedly shocked everyone.

Even on the side of the Maine River Valley Knight Order, one by one, figures couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

And after widening their eyes, a hint of joy inevitably spread out.

"Hahaha!"

Pape Lawrence laughed heartily.

He didn’t care anymore that his Silver Armor was somewhat damaged, and his figure directly charged back with the Knight’s Sword in hand.

Others did the same.

At that moment, the boulder in their hearts completely disappeared.

Although those Minotaurs were held back, everyone had been somewhat nervous inside.

After all, they knew very well that the sea of fire could only hold them for a while.

Once those thousands of Minotaurs broke through, it wouldn’t be just them; even with hidden forces, they wouldn’t be able to stop them.

But now, there was no need to worry.

The vast flood took away those Minotaurs, which meant their threat had completely vanished.

"Dirty Minotaurs, come again!"

Baron Gladon also laughed heartily.

At that moment, within the Maine River Valley Knight Order, morale soared.

By contrast.

Those Tier Two Minotaurs glared with their bullseye eyes and began breathing heavily.

Then a hint of fury inevitably welled up in their hearts.

Just like the Maine River Valley Knight Order thought, they were also waiting for those Minotaurs to rush out so they could tear those damned humans apart once those Minotaurs emerged.

But as things turned out, how could it not enrage them?

"Damn it!"

"Boom!"

The aura of that Tier Two Peak Minotaur restrained by Thor suddenly erupted, and at this moment, blood burned directly, disbelief, and anger inevitably spread, causing it to completely lose its reason.

Thousands of Minotaurs.

But they were supposed to be sacrifices to the God of Titans, and now they were gone.

At this moment, this Tier Two Minotaur ignored everything.

The Power of Life inside was burning.

Power was constantly increasing.

It was nearly reaching Tier Three.

"Boom!"

A booming sound arose.

Thor’s figure flew backward.

Even with the protection of Golden Armor, he felt as though his internal organs couldn’t bear it anymore.

The powerful force even seemed ready to break through the Golden Armor.

However, at this moment, Thor didn’t care much.

Instead, a smile appeared on his face.

This was the result he was waiting for.

"Amre!"

"Jenier!"

Words were spoken, directly conveying to the distance with the Life Source Power.

In the distance.

Deep within the forest.

Two figures who had been anxiously waiting.

Suddenly stood up.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Their voices rang out, and instantly, numerous Official Knights, and Apprentice Knights rushed out from the forest.

Towards the battlefield.

These were the previously hidden dozens of Official Knights and a large number of Apprentice Knights.

And Thor was waiting for this moment.

The number of Minotaurs was too great.

Over four thousand Minotaurs, among them thirteen Peak Minotaurs.

Although the forces on the Maine River Valley side weren’t weak, it was very difficult to completely resist.

Even if they stopped them, the losses would be extremely huge.

Therefore, Thor’s initial plan was to hide most of the forces, letting the Minotaurs lower their guard, then use the dam flood to sweep away the thousands of Minotaurs before unleashing the hidden majority of the Knight Order to encircle the Minotaurs.

Without thousands of ordinary Minotaurs.

Relying solely on a dozen Tier Two Minotaurs couldn’t stop them, unless they could produce a Tier Three Minotaur.

But this was nearly impossible.

Indeed it was.

Even using the Secret Technique, only the attack briefly reached Tier Three, soon, that aura of the Tier Two Peak Minotaur weakened.

Even though it had been dominating the fight with Thor before, Thor began suppressing it once charging ahead.

It was like this, so were the other Minotaurs.

Especially.

Due to the large number of elite knights joining in, suddenly, the situation where eleven Tier Two Minotaurs held the upper hand was completely reversed.

Ten or so Official Knights trying to hold two Minotaurs was difficult, but seventy Official Knights, three hundred Apprentice Knights, and one thousand five hundred Reserve Riders were enough to completely surround and kill these eleven Tier Two Minotaurs.

The gap between Great Knights and Official Knights wasn’t as vast as that between Great Knights and Earth Knights.

Similarly, the gap between Tier One and Tier Two wasn’t that significant.

Generally, seven or eight Official Knights could challenge a Great Knight, and more than ten facing a Tier Two Beastman could be enough to surround and kill.

Currently, seventy Official Knights, representing seventy Tier Ones, plus eight Great Knights, totaling eight Tiers Two, not just eleven Minotaurs but even thirteen before could be easily solved.

Boom.

Rumble.

The battle escalated further.

Two Tier Two Minotaurs almost had no resistance, instantly being slain.

After that was one Tier Two Minotaur after another.

Without the support from the Minotaur Tribe, they could never withstand.

And the time merely lasted less than an hour.

The last Tier Two Peak Minotaur also fell directly to the ground.

Brilliant red blood flowed all over the ground.

Everyone carried a joy that was difficult to conceal.

"We won!"

"We won!"

Pape Lawrence murmured, his expression still somewhat dazed.

"Yes, we won!"

Baron Gladon also spoke with a sigh.

Baron Valmy just smiled.

Originally, in their view, as long as they could stop the Minotaur attack this time, it would be enough.

But they hadn’t imagined that not only had they stopped them.

They had also won.

Thousands of Minotaurs were completely left in the Maine River Valley.

They even personally killed Tier Two Minotaurs.

Those were Tier Two Minotaurs, and one Tier Two Minotaur was enough to gain ten merit points, whereas to achieve a baron’s title only required a hundred merit points.

At this moment, the Tier Two Minotaurs remaining numbered thirteen.