landbeastnovel Chapter 178: Dude, I don’t swing that way!
Chapter 178: Dude, I don’t swing that way!
Chapter 178 -178: Dude, I don’t swing that way!
Chapter 178 – Dude, I don’t swing that way!
The battle raged on.
The women were fighting their own wars, tearing through their enemies without mercy. But it wasn’t just them. Far from it.
On the far edge of the battlefield, Leona stood—facing off against a man.
No… not a man. A beast.
But not just any beastman—this one had dragon traits.
That alone made her pause.
She had never heard of this kind. Never seen anything like him. A beastman mixed with dragon? Impossible.
So she was curious.
And that’s exactly why she chose to fight him.
Leona tilted her head. Her long, black hair whipped behind her as her eyes locked onto the creature before her.
“What are you?” she asked, voice low, curious.
But the dragon-beast didn’t respond.
Didn’t flinch.
Didn’t even look at her.
His eyes wandered across the battlefield, watching, analyzing—
“Ah… fuck my life.”
Orien laughed again, fully enjoying himself.
This High Elf was having way too much fun.
…
But the battle wasn’t just about them.
Everywhere on the battlefield—people fought.
And died.
One second, someone was alive, screaming war cries—the next, dead. Slaughtered. Replaced by another.
The ground was painted in blood. Soaked. Drenched. The scent of iron hung so heavy in the air it stuck in your throat.
Still, no one stopped.
The beastmen fought like rabid wolves, clawing through everything with the fury of their lineage. But they were facing Neko and Ester.
And that was a fucking problem.
Darkness spread like wildfire—Ester’s eternal darkness swallowed everything. Her shadow shrouded them all making them and with perfect efficiency, she killed them swiftly.
And Neko?
She froze time and blood itself. Her black frost crept under their skin, freezing them from the inside out.
There was no hope.
The Elfen forces didn’t fare much better.
Rouge. Eric. Malrik.
That trio was painting the battlefield with corpses.
Eric especially was in a league of his own.
Where Ester concealed—Eric attacked. His shadow magic was a dance of death. Smooth, elegant, poetic even.
And deadly.
Watching him was like watching a deadly waltz, where every twirl sliced open another throat.
Even the weakest soldiers could feel it.
If things kept going like this—
The elves and beastmen would lose.
Their rulers were being held back by Noah’s women. And even though Orien and the dragon-like beast were terrifying, they weren’t even trying.
One was here for fun.
The other?
Just watching.
So the question burned in the air:
Was this how it ends?
The answer came fast.
The sky above Laeh split in half.
A blinding crack tore open the heavens—
And from within, beings began to descend.
—End of Chapter 178—