The soldiers kept marching forward.
They found the presence of logs weird at first but after observing and finding nothing amiss, they thought it was simply kept by enemies before to use later but they might have forgotten about it and one of the logs might have rolled over due to the terrain.
"Nothing is wrong. So advance." The man ordered and turned his back while the darkness swallowed another of his men.
Death lingered on their backs and started to take them one by one.
One..two..five..ten.
The numbers started to rise rapidly.
It didn't feel odd at first but as he along with others noticed that the light was dimming slowly and the number of burning torches had decreased, the man realised that something was wrong.
He gasped in shock as he found only dozens of men behind him which initially consisted of a group of hundred men.
When he had started, his surroundings were filled with brightly illuminating torches but now everything was dark.
He glared at his men angrily and screamed.
"Dimhead, what the hell were you doing?"
"Can't you notice the changes that are happening around you?"
The soldier murmured as they felt wrong and muttered"Even you weren't able to perceive the change so why are you blaming us."
"Bastard, you dared to agree even in this type of situation."He muttered.
His body shuddered as he couldn't even find the presence of anyone.
He took out a whistle and wanted to blow it wanting to send a single danger to everyone but as soon as he took it out of his pocket with his trembling hands, he grasped it in shock.
Small orbs of fire appeared all around them and were numbered in hundreds.
The orbs illuminated and shook the darkness of the entire place which startled them greatly.
The man and his soldiers flinched back due to the sudden fire and as they followed the path which was lit by the orbs, their eyes met with a horrifying scene that almost took their breath away.
They could recognise the existence before them and who seemed to be unfolded hell on the battlefield.
The man's body shuddered and his hands holding the whistle froze.
Sitting on the heap of corpses, drenched in blood, the demon with fearsome eyes stared straight towards them.
Seeing all the soldiers of Arkham lying on the ground without even a slight move, they looked at Alex with a pale expression.
Just then, they heard a sharp, crisp voice.
"I heard you are all aiming for my head."
"I am now sitting before you. Why don't you give it a try?"
"Show me the guts which you guys were showing before."
The soldiers gulped and tried to pull out their swords but they noticed many eyes crawling out from the darkness and soon they were hit by someone appearing out of nowhere and they were killed.
Alex stared at his men and said"Commence the operation Ambush."
The Terror Of Ranvier can be considered a vast wilderness with a wide forest and steep mountains.
Its radius was quite huge and searching for enemies here was akin to looking for a needle in the haw.
So, instead of wasting an ambiguous search, Arkham wanted to wipe out all the enemies of the mountains at once and threw all of them at once.
It was even difficult for them to search for the enemies but Alex had a mana map which helped him to locate the enemies and his men.
He had stationed his men at particular points and the trees along with the places had been marked and named with codes for reference purposes.
The flame torched by Arkham soldiers not only lit up the place but also helped Alex's men to notice them easily in the deep darkness.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The twisting of bones was accompanied by the racket of bones breaking apart.
Soldiers were looking around for the enemies meticulously but they weren't able to find anyone in sight.
Even if someone was lucky enough to spot the enemy, they weren't able to live last the moment to alert others.
Soon, all over the place, Arkham soldiers started to die one by one.
The death of the Arkham soldiers didn't last long and it was discovered soon after which a whistle pierced through the stillness of darkness and resounded everywhere.
WHISTLE!
WHISTLE!
It alerted everyone.
"The enemy had already appeared!"
"Find out their location and cut off their escape route."
"Drive off the enemy to the one place."
Everyone was alerted and their eyes turned back and forth to check the surroundings.
The Warriors used the aura to illuminate the darkness while the mages used their spells.
Nonetheless, they weren't able to find anyone no matter how many times they looked.
The enemy was nowhere in their sight. They couldn't understand how someone next to them disappeared without even making a sound
At that time, another whistle blew with a different frequency from the previous which startled everyone.
BOOM!
Suddenly a loud explosion occurred somewhere causing the death of a few.
A fire rose at the place where the explosion took place.
The soldiers stared at the fire and thought that the enemies were present there, and they rushed towards the spot.
As they marched hurriedly, they crossed an invisible thread on their path which made the trees around them swirl and soon logs appeared out of nowhere and whacked them causing them to fall to the highland.
While others' feet seemed to catch in the hook and their bodies were sent upward with a jerk.
"Waaaaaaa!"
An arrow pierced their throat and killed the people who were caught in the hook.
The ground started to collapse and many fell into a small hole which exploded and burnt them into ash.
As if a button had been pressed, many deadly traps appear one after another.
"Where the hell are they?"
One of the soldiers muttered as he screamed in agony trying to free himself from the hook wrapped around his legs and halted his movements.
At this moment, a shadow flashed by and after passing through it, the man caught in the trap appeared with a crooked neck.
Not all the hole traps exploded and some of the soldiers tried to climb up through the hole.
"Give me your hand!"
Many hands appeared above the crater offering their help.
The soldiers weren't able to notice their faces in the dark and as if someone could remember everyone from the army so they thought someone from their side offered help.
But as soon as they climbed up and grabbed the hands, their body was pulled up with a yank in one hand and another hand appeared over their Adam's apple and crushed it, snapping them of their lives.
Every time the shadows passed by, an Arkham soldier would die without getting a chance to utter a word.
The dead bodies were thrown into the pit to become natural fertilisers for the tree.
Soon the pit started to be filled up to the brim which was covered by soil and leaves.
One by one, the Arkham soldiers started to find themselves in an unpredictable and helpless situation like never before.
