Battleforged: Conqueror: A LitRPG Apocalypse Adventure - Book 3 by M. H. Johnson

Author:M. H. Johnson [Johnson, M. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LitRPG, Post-Apocalytpic Fantasy, Fiction, Action & Adventure
Amazon: B0D96Q3J5B
Published: 2024-07-08T22:00:00+00:00

20

“Are you ready, darling?”

Aurelia’s fearsome sapphire gaze, so like Eric’s own, bored into Elonia as she beheld the crimson battlefield in stunned awe. It had been littered with countless bodies staring sightlessly into the void before their suddenly glowing eyes widened with death’s promise as they lurched back to their feet and began fighting once more.

“Elonia! I need you to be ready!”

Elonia flinched at the sound of her mother’s voice. The pair of them were now alone in their de facto command center of burnished hardwood and massive, theater-sized electromana screens that somehow displayed the tactical interface that only Contenders normally had access to, displaying it in living cinematic color for all who attended their meetings. Even Lady Valorn and Lord Drevyn, the two remaining Contenders of their imperiled faction, had been dismissed under the pretext of organizing their troops, reinforcing their position, and preparing for a counter-assault.

But Elonia just shook her head, hands squeezing the armrests of her recliner as she forced herself back to her feet. She jabbed at the display with her finger, furiously wiping away the tears in her eyes.

“For months… months! We had been fighting a losing battle of attrition against those goddamned bastards! Doing our best just to make them bleed as they slowly ground us to dust under overwhelming numerical superiority, with over ten thousand musketeers and countless platoons of Berserkers at their disposal. And how many cannons did they have at the end? Dragging cannons by slave, mule, and conscripts for hundreds of miles, cannons that the Accords supposedly declared locked to individual orc keeps? Nearly a hundred?”

She squeezed her eyes shut, rubbing throbbing temples. “We knew someone was paying off a shitload of penalty fees, bankrolling those goddamned orcs to make as short work of us as possible. And just when we thought it couldn’t get any worse, those shithead goblins broke their own vaunted contracts, their sworn accord not to strike at us, at you, until after Earth’s fate was decided one way or another. And you only found out after the first assassination attempt, by plasma rifle of all things!”

Elonia choked back a sob. “Those goblin snipers managed to cut me off from the only thing I was ever truly good at: protecting any territory we had claimed with storms of ice, lightning, and fire.” She flashed a bitter smile. “And I was good at sending them fleeing, burning with all the pain I suffered ever since I first learned what pain really was, being burned alive. My pain never truly left, even after Eric, god bless him, actually got me into that cursed pod.”

Elonia shuddered at memories she wished she could forget, shaking her head. “My pain broke even the most stalwart ogre sentinels who thought they could crack our walls. I rained down a storm of fire and ice so bitter that no orc dared step foot in any territory we had claimed!”

Her hot gaze fixed on the display showcasing her brother’s savage expression as blood sprayed across his face.

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