Chapter 31: This is a Real Warrior (2/2)
“It’s better if you leave your head here!”
A roar sounded on the defensive wall. A blue flash of energy appeared and a figure jumped off the tall wall. He swung his sword rapidly in midair and waves of blue energy flew towards [One] at the speed of light. They looked unstoppable and had great momentum.
“This ……”
Right at that second, the shadow of death hovered over [One]’s mind. His pupils contracted as he tried to block the waves of energy with his lance as fast as he could, thinking about a plan to escape from the situation……
But –
“Crack, crack, crack!”
After a series of clear sounds, the hard lance was chopped into a couple large pieces. The blue energy surrounding the figure expanded and flashed in the observers’ eyes a couple times to fight [One]. After that, he jumped up, grabbed onto the base of the defensive wall to regain his momentum and pushed as he jumped back up onto the high defensive wall.
The whole process was clean and fast. Everyone was shocked by what had happened.
After they processed what had happened in their minds, that godlike figure was already back on top of the defensive wall holding a head in his hands, with a pair of eyes still wide open.
It was the head of [One]. Moreover, the person who was holding the head was the number one warrior of Chambord, three star warrior Frank Lampard.
His strength had shocked everyone on the battlefield. The battlefield was dead silent.
Suddenly –
“Pa!”
Under the wall, [One]’s beheaded corpse, which was on the horse fell and smashed onto the ground.
Blood spurted out his neck like a fountain and quickly stained the soil underneath it……This arrogant black knight who was yelling and screaming a second ago died under Lampard’s sword in a few strikes and got his head chopped off; it was just like what he said he would do to Pierce.
No one expected the silent Lampard to attack so suddenly. The extreme strength of a three star warrior was thoroughly demonstrated by Lampard.
“Dot, dot……”
On the defensive wall, Lampard stood like a demon in front of the enemies. The head he was holding was still dripping blood. The eyes were wide open, filled with terror and regret.
“Insulting my king and breaking the negotiation helmet……shall result in death!”
Lampard yelled using his energy. The voice came out loud and clear and every enemy soldier heard it, even the silver masked knight on the other side of the wide river. The voice sounded like thunder, especially the emphasis on the word ‘kill’. Tt shocked the enemies and created a little chaos in the enemies’ formations.
According to the rules and customs of wars on Azeroth Continent, during negotiation, even if it didn’t work out, parties were not allowed to break the helmet on the tip of the lances. Doing so was extremely disrespectful and would shame the God of War. [One] broke the helmet and insulted the opponent king; those action were forbidden, so he deserved to be killed.
Fei looked at Lampard, he was in shock.
“This is a real warrior!”
In yesterday’s battle, Lampard was entangled with the enemy’s three star warrior Landes and didn’t shine too much, but killing a one star warrior easily like eating pie proved that he deserved the soldiers’ respect and worship.
Fei knew that his strength was not as strong as that. But as a king who liked to show off, he wasn’t going to let this chance pass by. He jumped onto a battlement, swung his axe and yelled to the three black knights who were still in shock, “Fuck off!!”
Fei used the barbarian’s war cry skill 【Howl] while yelling.
Because of the distance between Fei and the black knights, it only surprised them and they didn’t experience the terrifying pressure. However, Fei’s targets weren’t the three one star warrior black knights, but rather……
The horses they were on; they didn’t have anywhere near the strength of a one star warrior.