Chapter 1161: An Empty Campsite Part One (1/2)

“Who knows if what you are saying isn’t false? Even if it is true, it is unacceptable for Iaquinta to kill my soldiers of Sunderland!” Johnson was filled with hatred, and he questioned without holding back.

Rosario looked over, and the terrifying murderous spirit in his eyes emitted an invisible force.

Johnson instantly puked out a mouthful of blood as if he was severely injured, and his body shivered in the sky.

“You…” Johnson looked back with anger in his eyes.

“This strike is for your distrust in the Holy Church,” Rosario sounded overbearing. “Iaquinta is in the wrong for killing our human peers, so I will punish him. Now, everyone needs to instantly retreat to your position and battle. I will send forces of the Holy Church to reinforce you. However, anyone who dares to challenge the prestige of the Holy Church will be killed!”

The situation instantly became intense and heated.

Except for Johnson who was still extremely displeased, the commanders of other empires quickly talked among themselves and went back to their positions under the dominating power of the Holy Church.

Johnson was injured by Rosario, so he couldn’t battle. Also, the troop of the Sunderland Empire had less than 100 soldiers left, and they were alone in the Southern Region. In the end, the Everton Empire temporarily took them in.

The battle continued.

As time passed by, the humans and the goblins battled with many lives lost at every second. The battleground seemed like a giant deadly mill of lives.

Although the death of every human soldier was accompanied with the deaths of more than 20 goblin soldiers, the goblin military was slowly obtaining the advantage.