Awakened: SSS Ranked Soul king

Chapter 83 outpost seige

Guilliman, crouched atop a small rock, could be seen with a look of calming focus on his face. His hair danced in the wind as he looked forward.

It was finally that day.

Two weeks of striving fighting against dreadful monsters, to grow stronger—finally they would be sieging the outpost. It could either lead them to salvation or be a total waste of time.

One thing that couldn't be a waste, though, was the strength they had accumulated; it was the key to this door and many that would follow.

'They are in position, what's taking so long?'

Guilliman thought in his mind as he looked towards the other side of the outpost. There, Victoria and the main strike team were assembled to take down the mythic beast.

However, they didn't have a distraction of sorts, one that would draw the attention of the sentries on the right gate.

That distraction would be Guilliman and his men.

'Being a walking target is so stressful,' he smiled bitterly.

That was when he noticed a small spark of light a distance away from the position of the main strike force.

"Here we go," Guilliman stood up and, with a snap of his fingers, donned a green armour with shell plates nested all over it.

Tortie Shroud.

"You two, come with me," Guilliman quickly pointed to two of the men assigned to him, calling them forward.

They spoke for a minute, then descended from the rock together, slowly approaching the right gate.

The outpost's right gate was a shell of its former self, red all over from years of rust and wear. However, it still stood firmly and locked.

As the three approached it slowly, their eyes darted around, hoping not to get attacked.

Not Guilliman, though; he simply walked towards the gate with a look of utter confidence on his face, more like he was walking on a free road.

He didn't even dare to walk in the forest's paths with such leisure.

"Hmm," he soon reached the gate and kicked it open with a swing of his foot, causing a loud sound to erupt.

"Ehn? Sure, I'm okay... the poison caused my eyes to water, though," Guilliman commented.

Actually, he was planning to walk through that cloud of poison while holding his breath to buy the strike force more time.

However, that didn't seem possible after he got held down by that barrage.

"Looks like I'll just have to go the other way around," Guilliman smirked.

His attack just then wasn't just meant to pull the attention of the grand plants—it was also to destroy the poisonous plants near the left gate.

Right now, no matter how much poison they released, it wouldn't be able to get to them over there.

It also meant that he could follow behind them.

Guilliman stood up quickly and summoned the gushing spring echo and used it to wash his eyes. After which he summoned Ghost and climbed atop it.

"Are you guys coming? Or what? You don't want to be a part of a mythic kill?" he asked, a joking look on his face.

Victoria and Cyrus decided that they didn't need to join after taking the full brunt of the right gate, but who was that helping? Definitely not them.

The bragging rights of killing a mythic beast—or what if they killed the thing? He could remember Thane killing one and getting pushed to level 9.

They would be stupid if they didn't join.

"Sure, we'll go," the three of them nodded and climbed atop Ghost's hulking figure.

Seconds later, they were off, riding towards the left gate at full speed; the distance wasn't that much to cover—he was able to do it in under a minute... that is, with Ghost's help.

As soon as they got to the gate, though....

"Talk about overboard," Guilliman smiled; however, the look on the faces of the other three was horrid.

The creature around had been utterly decimated; its bodies had been split apart and mutilated, leaving in their wake a trail of corpses.

‐boom!!!!!

As they observed, a loud sound resounded from the front as Barthold's figure was flung back into a wall.

"They've started already," Guilliman smirked and rode forward with a determined look on his face.