( Karna and Neatwit’sPOV )

Unlike the complex emotions that Rocky felt in the underground prison of Floor 21, Karna and Neatwit had the time of their lives battling against the bruised and struggling forces of Olympus on the surface.

Once the walls on both the outer and inner palace looked sufficiently destroyed and the enemy looked like they were in disarray, Karna finally gave the command for the Elite army to charge, with him personally leading the vanguard alongside Neatwit.

Charging through the now breached outer walls of the palace, without so much as a single arrow being shot towards them, Karna and Neatwit found themselves amidst the chaos of fallen debris and scattered enemy forces.

Had they not been assisted by the Coward’s Army during this siege, breaking through the outer wall and entering the main palace would have been a challenging task for the Elites, given the protective barrier erected by the Olympians.

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However, thanks to the Cowards’ help, they managed to penetrate the palace grounds with absolutely zero resistance, making the ensuing fight significantly easier for the group.

With the remnants of the once-mighty palace now lying in ruins before them, Karna, wielding his glowing sword, cut through the disorganized Olympian soldiers who attempted a feeble defense, as he ushered the Elite army into the heart of enemy territory, unfazed.

Once inside, Neatwit, grinning with exhilaration, moved with swift precision, his black sword flashing as he effortlessly sliced through the Tier 2 and Tier 3 opposition.

The Olympian soldiers, already demoralized by the relentless siege, failed to mount a meaningful resistance against the relentless assault of the Elite forces. Unlike the Olympian soldiers, who wanted nothing more than to flee, the Elites charged with a vendetta of revenge, a clear distinction in motivation that highlighted the difference between both sides.

“FOR RIVA! FOR JUSTICE! KILL THOSE OLYMPIAN BASTARDS!”

“FOR REVENGE! YOU MESS WITH ONE OF US…. YOU MESS WITH ALL OF US, THAT’S THE CODE WE LIVE BY”

On one hand, the Elite soldiers seemed to be hyper-excited for this fight; they charged in proper formations and fought with guts and energy and on the other hand, the defending Olympians were injured and out of proper defensive formations, making it easy for the attacking Elites to breeze through them as they moved deeper into the outer courtyard.

As they pushed forward, the outer courtyard became a battlefield of scattered skirmishes with Neatwit and Karna making the most of it by rapidly killing anyone within their blades’ reach, becoming a role model for their forces to follow.

The Elite army, inspired by their leaders’ prowess, advanced steadily through the rubble-strewn courtyard until they reached the inner courtyard, which was separated from the outer court by a once-mighty wall. However, after the relentless assault by the siege weapons, even that wall was now nothing more than a decoration piece with wide gaping holes in the middle.

Nonetheless, as the Elite army moved into the inner courtyard, approaching the actual Floor Lords’ Castle, the resistance from the opposition finally grew stronger as the Olympian forces seemed to have regrouped there for a last stand.

Although the actual wall had crumpled, under the guidance of the veteran Olympian commanders, their forces had made a make-do shield wall to hold the charge off the charge of the Elites.

By making tier3 paladins and tanks stand shoulder to shoulder to create a human chain, the defending forces made several rows of shield walls that seemed to have the capability of slowing down the charging forces’ progress.

“Olympians! Don’t give them an inch! Hold the wall with all your might–” A tier5 general from the Olympian side commanded, as he followed up his command with false promises of heaven after death, as he tried to brainwash his forces into thinking that even if they died in this battle, as long as they believed in the Olympian gods, they were going to be sent to heaven afterwards.

Karna, with his eyes fixed on the line of paladins trying to to hold his army off, raised his sword and channeled his energy into a powerful arcane slash.

The wave of energy crashed into the hundreds of tier3 paladins holding the right formation and shattered it comprehensively, sending armored men flying in all directions.

With a battle cry, he led the Elite soldiers through the breach, as for the first time in this war, the Elites finally had to get involved in a close quarter nasty battle against their opponents.

The Olympian soldiers, though outnumbered and outmatched, fought with the desperation of those with nothing left to lose, as the tier 5 generals leading them used some powerful attacks to try and cause some serious casualties on the Elites end.

However, with Karna and Neatwit neutralizing any and all attacks launched by the opponent and countering them with some of their own, they ensured that the death toll on the Elite side was kept restricted to a minimum, as the Elites fought a very strategic and comprehensive fight where their forces suffered minimal injuries and losses.

Finally, after what seemed a grueling advance that lasted for over an hour, the Elite forces breached the final line of Olympian defense, clearing their path to the Floor Master’s palace.

As Karna blasted open the intricately carved wooden gate to the Floor Master’s Palace, the few remaining Olympian defenders, seeing the futility of their resistance, finally began to surrender.

“Mercy!”

They pleaded, throwing away their weapons and putting their hands behind their necks, as Karna decided to be merciful and grant them the pardon they seeked.

“Don’t harm anyone that surrenders, we fight with honor–” Karna instructed, as following his lead, the Elites spared any opponent that surrendered and begged for mercy.

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Jogging rapidly through the halls of the Floor Master’s Palace, Karna searched desperately for the Throne Room, as sitting on the Floor Master’s Throne unchallenged for over 10 minutes was the ritual to claim a floor and officially end a floor raid.

He expected Perseus to be sitting on the throne when he reached the room, however, to his shock, when he reached the heart of the palace where the Throne Room was situated, it turned out to be empty with no signs of Perseus whatsoever.

“This makes no sense…. Where is he? Where is the Floor Master of this damn palace?

Where is Perseus?” Karna asked in confusion, as he looked towards Neatwit for answers that the vice guild master also did not have.

“Fuck! If he’s not here, that means he must be with Rocky in the underground prison” Karna concluded, as he looked towards the floor under his feet in desperation.

“End the raid…. I’ll go and check on Rocky” Neatwit said, as he began sprinting out of the throne room at full speed…. His destination being the underground prison system underneath the Floor Master’s Palace.

Hence began, the final phase of this war, where on one hand the Elites had indeed officially won the war and it was only a matter of time before the floor was officially claimed as their territory, however, with the previous floor master missing, it remained to be seen whether or not their main objective of this war, which was to save Riva was fulfilled or not.

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( Meanwhile, Perseus )

Perseus felt utterly frustrated by having to face Kronos, again and again and again.

In terms of skill or strength, Kronos was nowhere near his level.

The kid was a tier2 fighter, and although his abilities were excellent, he was a far-cry from Perseus’s level. However, with his infinite regeneration cheat, although he was much weaker than Perseus, he did have the ability to keep him engaged, as he bought valuable time for Rocky and company.

“You know, Kronos, I never understood you and your gifts….. the crazy regeneration ability that you have makes you nearly immortal, nearly indestructible, yet instead of using that ability for greatness, you use it to challenge the authority of Gods.

You are a fool–” Perseus said, as he slashed off one of Kronos’s arms for the tenth time in this battle and followed it up by chopping up one of his feet.

“You are lucky that there is a powerful curse placed around your neck that kills anyone who chops off your head as without it, I’d have killed you a dozen times by now” Perseus said, as he violently proceeded to chop up all of Kronos’s limbs, before kicking them all away from his main body, so that he could not pop them all right back in.

“Now sit here and behave, you little nugget until I deal with Rocky Yadav” Perseus said, as he kicked Kronos hard on his chest before moving over his limbless body towards Riva’s prison.

“Gah— fuck, that hurts” Kronos cursed as he felt his regeneration abilities kick in, as his wounds closed up and new bone started to generate in his limbs, growing larger with each passing second.

At this current rate of regeneration, it would take him about 120 seconds to regenerate all four limbs completely, however, they were a 120 seconds too long for Rocky, who had no-one left to protect him anymore with Kronos taken out of the equation temporarily.

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