Chapter 9 (1/2)

9、<half faced=””> Lu Gan (B-side)

Although they were suddenly ambushed, the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””>'s soldiers responded admirably.

They quickly ascended the hill, and a.s.sembled in a tight formation.

Indeed, as expected of the famed <dethroned crown=”” prince=””>'s forces. Just stragglers of the defeated army? They moved as if they were all elite forces.

But that was all.

The soldiers were still tired and wounded.

The commander of the 300-soldier ambush, the hobgoblin Lu Gan, smiled with just half his face. The left side did not move. Old scars were haphazardly st.i.tched up across his face.

”They say 'The cornered lizard is the grandson of a dragon'...I can only hope it’s true.”

Lu Gan was personally given a secret mission by Venon the <clairvoyant> to hunt down and kill the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””> Drake.

If he failed, there would be no place for him to return.

Venon was a worrier, he was afraid Drake would give them the slip, and a.s.signed Lu Gan to attack him. After all, according to the plan, the stupid mercenary squad split away from them and got themselves annihilated, tiring their opponents in the process.

The enemy was commanded by a charismatic man.

What's more, the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””> Drake was the supreme commander of the anti-<northern overlord=””> Alliance.

Lu Gan himself previously fought under the command of Drake.

He was a bit meddlesome, but his plans were great. He never hesitated giving orders, and he was easy for subordinates to follow.

Getting to go head to head with Drake, Lu Gan was unexpectedly excited.

His opponent was a blood relative of the Great Demon Lord, an elite.

By comparison, Lu Gan was a Hobgoblin teased for being a 'mutt', and climbed the ranks through his own effort.

He was a genuine warrior, and managed a medium-sized unit; Lu Gan did not feel inferior to Drake in the slightest. He had trained his subordinates himself, and they were a force to be reckoned with. There's no way they would lose. With losing out of the picture, he was already prepared for lavish praises. He had rid himself of anything that could bring him down, and for the first time, a hard worker would have the right to challenge a genius.

His blood was boiling.

Now, it was time for battle. Lu Gan had his favorite battleaxe slung over his left shoulder, and took it with his right hand. He would swing this down in the haze of battle.

And at that moment, the sky suddenly became dark.

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”Here I pray, please save us!”

After he said it, Drake mocked himself for it.

How stupid. Just what is an Evil G.o.d?

In this world, history was written by the Demons, not the Evil G.o.ds. This was no longer the age of the G.o.ds, so what could the Demons possibly expect?

Nine out of ten times, the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””> Drake would die here.

He was the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””>, who was blood related to the Great Demon Lord, and at one time commanded a great army numbering 190,000 soldiers.

The ill.u.s.trious soldier living on with his force of 200 would be lost, never to rise again.

Frustrating.

The vexation was overwhelming.

But, there was not a single complaint or wail that escaped his lips.

”Here I pray, please save us!”

That was his prayer.

It was a sincere and simple prayer.

And then, it was answered from the heavens.

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Behind a flash of lightning, I surveyed the two armies from on high.

The sky was darkened with thunderclouds, and a light rain began drizzling down.

“Cease and desist!”

My voice echoed over both armies.

They were all captivated with my colossal sound, if I do say so myself.

It would appear I used the basic Evil G.o.d skills, ”Thunder in the Background” and ”Amplifier”.

I say it appears I did, since I have no idea how I actually activated them.

When I look down, I see Drake issuing orders like normal, and the <dethroned crown=”” prince=””>'s army all take to their knee and prostrate themselves.

Good good, as expected of my believer.

Compared to that, the enemy is clearly in a panic. But there are no deserters to be seen.

A brown colored goblinoid that looks like their leader headed my way, and said,

”I do not know which Evil G.o.d you are, but allow me to make a most humble request. First I shall compose myself. My name is Lu Gan, son of El Gen. I am called <half faced=””> Lu Gan.”

He properly took to his knee and humbled himself before me. As I thought, an Evil G.o.d's authority is indeed impressive.

I slowly descend to the goblinoid.

”O' Lu Gan, son of El Gen. I shall exceptionally allow you to raise your head.”

”Yes.”

Truly, I had no idea watching all those period dramas would come in handy in a place like this.