Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 886

Chapter 886: For a Future Beneath Clear Skies
The second simulation practice turned out to be quite chaotic, as it seemed as though they were back to square one again.

Sanada even had to reset the formation one time.

Fortunately, everything turned out well in the end.

The former Cobra elites, now part of the Black Dawn, performed even better than they had under Cobra’s leadership after just a week and a half of training with the Black Dawn Unit’s regimen.

To make things better for the old man, the Kirov elites also made the operation in Yon Augenn smoother.

Although Old Feng remained unhappy, he still did his job and contributed significantly to taking the Deltra Region’s capital.

By the third simulation practice, everything ran smoothly after a few final adjustments to how the strongest combatants of the organization were deployed, boosting the old man’s confidence in the operation’s success and causing the morale of the Hadean Varsa elites to skyrocket.

They couldn’t imagine how they would fail.

Meanwhile, Shye naturally went to check on his dragon, ogre, and Nookie’s corpse army occasionally over the following weeks.

The dragon army now numbered 511.

Of these, 70 were elders, 310 were mature dragons, 130 were young ones, and one dragon emperor—Menas—who commanded the massive flight.

The ogre army, on the other hand, remained the same.

Under Big Bruce’s leadership, 650 (A-) ranked Ogre Guards, 350 (A) ranked Ogre Captains, 100 (S-) ranked Ogre Warbosses, 14 (S) ranked Bloodskin Ogres, and 9 (S) ranked Savage Ogre Generals were set to march to Yon Augenn City.

Last but not least was Nookie’s corpse army.

After the incident where a mixed party of champions and titled adventurers from Fanfir, Deltra, and Yon Augenn invaded the cave, no such event occurred again.

This allowed Nookie to venture out and expand his collection of corpse puppets.

As a result, the little imp now possessed ten overlord-level (S-ranked) corpses, all as strong as, if not stronger than, Big Bruce.

Nookie also now has 70 (S-ranked) corpse puppets, 115 (S-) ranked ones, 150 (A) ranked, 195 (A-) ranked, and a collection of 500-plus monster corpses of varying utility and ranks, ranging from (C-) to (B). Some had genuinely useful utility skills, like the Omniscient Raven, while others excelled only as meat shields to protect the higher-ranked ones from destruction.

Although Nookie couldn’t control all of them at once, the little imp had long developed a strategy on how to maximize his corpse puppets.

Shye’s armies are ready for battle.

Time inevitably continued to march forward, and Shye decided against having heart-to-heart talks with those close to him, especially Shirley.

If anything, he actively avoided them. He had watched far too many movies, and they had left a lasting impact on his mind.

To him, heart-to-heart talks before a huge battle felt like ominous foreshadowing—almost as if signaling it might be his last meeting with that person.

Like hell he would curse himself or his loved ones to doom!

It might seem like a stupid thing to others, but to him, it held significant meaning—at least from a psychological perspective.

‘We’ll all meet again after this, anyway. No need to say goodbye…’

***

The heavens gave no signs as though blessing those with noble intentions.

The majestic sun hung high in the sky, providing light and warmth to those beneath, just as it had for eons in the past and eons more in the future.

Birds chirped happily, flapping their wings as they fluttered between trees and rooftops, while critters scurried through the streets, busily going about their day-to-day lives.

Things looked even more vibrant for the adventurers and mundane folks.

It had been months since the terrorists attacked Yon Augenn City, and the citizens of the infallible human citadel had long recovered from the chaos and destruction.

Unfortunately, the peace they currently enjoyed was false, and they would either suffer one last time or for eternity—though none of them knew which fate awaited them, let alone that they were on the brink of a life-changing event.

They were but common folks, dancing to the tune of those in power.

Valenzia City was way inferior compared to Yon Augenn.

Yet, its inhabitants seemed more happy.

The sun seemed more majestic in their eyes, the flora swayed gracefully, and the fauna rested peacefully.

It felt like a perfect day—until it wasn’t.

Horrifying yet majestic roars suddenly echoed across the clear skies, forming a chilling chorus of impending destruction and unmatched dominance.

The blaring noise of the city’s alarms only served to intensify the panic in the hearts of its citizens.

‘What was going on?’

“Everyone, head to the nearest city bunkers as calmly as possible,” a monotonous voice echoed from mana-powered speakers installed throughout the city.

However, those were the only words the announcer spoke, refusing to elaborate further so as not to cause more panic.

A moderately large flight of dragons—led by one elder, with three additional elders as captains, ten mature dragons, and twelve young ones—soared overhead.

As they neared the city, they unexpectedly split into four groups, each attacking the walls near a city gate.

The dragons brought with them chaos, devastation, and death, taking the lives of hundreds of city guards in an instant.

Meanwhile, thousands of people watched from a distance in awe and excitement.

‘Was this the surprise Commander Black Dawn told them about a few days ago?’

The Alicia, Grover, Hurkan, and Black Dawn elites, captains, and commanders, watched as the dragons captured the attention of the guards.

Even the one who was supposed to signal the start of the operation inside the city was dumbfounded for a few seconds, not expecting such a pleasant and welcome surprise.

Fortunately, with a shake of his head, the man managed to recollect his wits, recognizing that this was a prime chance given to them by none other than the mighty Commander Black Dawn.

Who could’ve expected that he commanded a flight of dragons?

Raising his arms high into the sky with a signal flare gun in his hand, black smoke shot heavenwards, jolting the Hadean Varsa elites—who had been hiding in their respective positions—awake.

With deafening cries of glory, freedom, and a future beneath clear skies, thousands emerged from the shadows of the surrounding trees and thickets, charging at the now-vulnerable city gates of Valenzia.