194 Payback (2/2)

Only the First and Second Emissary managed to survive along with some of the retreating forces. The Second Emissary was able to turn himself incorporeal with his Darkness Laws, making the spear headed his way to pass through his body. The First Emissary was hit but due to his strange constitution, he extricated himself from impalement and the gaping hole in his chest mended itself, keeping him alive.

Though they survived, none of them had any traces of joy nor relief on their faces. What remained was pure and unadulterated fear stemming out of their hearts. There's only a realm's difference in their cultivation yet the disparity was so great. If it weren't for their strange techniques, they wouldn't even be alive right now.

Despite that, none of them had any thoughts on extracting revenge. It became crystal clear right now why the Devil Prince ordered them to retreat.

To these Golden Knights, the difference in numbers is nothing more than a joke. Just a casual wave of their hands and the advantage that they were proud of will instantly disappear like smoke. It was such a rude awakening too, they personally experience the absolute disparity in strength. However, now is certainly not the time to muddle about those things, retreating back to their headquarters should be their priority.

Leona and Morel knew exactly the reason why Old Lee engaged the Devil Prince in a brutal melee. So even without saying a word, they set their gazes on the retreating forces and threw one attack after another.

Seeing those flashes of lights and deadly attacks heading their way, the retreating forces nearly pissed their pants in horror. Shredding any form of pretenses, all of them began to ran towards the portal with mad speed. If they were even a beat to late, that would mean the end of them.

The Devil Prince tried to defend his troops despite being occupied by Old Lee's brutal onslaught. He indeed managed to save some but the amount of people who died were still greater. Even so, the Devil Prince remained indifferent about this situation and focused on defending himself.

In the end, only a small fraction of the forces managed to escape the unbridled attacks of Morel and Leona. The First and Second Emissary managed to escape through sheer luck, though they were worried about the well being of the Devil Prince they knew that they will only hold him back if they stayed, there's nothing they could do other than to pray for his safety and wait until the battle was over.

Seeing his men retreated safely. The Devil Prince sighed, his black eyes narrowed and with a loud grunt, an irresistible force surrounded his body and pushed Old Lee away, creating distance between them.

Old Lee managed to disperse the remaining force of the push by tumbling back. He stood up and saw Leona and Morel standing beside him. All of them stared at the levitating Devil Prince with grim expressions.

\”That's unfair, no? I only tried attacking your forces once, and failed in the attempt. Yet you guys teamed up to bully my forces to ground.\” The Devil Prince assumed a whining tone as he spoke.

\”Hmph!\” Morel snorted, \”Be thankful that we still allowed some to return. Had your filthy hands touched even the hem of our Prince's robes, I will not hesitate to hunt down every single one of your people, even if I had to lose my life in the process.\”

\”Our Prince should live while you people shall die.\” Leona said in a forceful tone.

\”Besides, Isn't this what you're aiming for?\” Old Lee interjected.

\”Oh? I don't understand what Brother Lee's talking about?\” The Devil Prince feigning ignorance.

\”Stop with the act, and never call me Brother again!\” Old Lee sharply replied, \”You cultivate Death Laws, specifically inclined towards Necromancy, of course you need dead people to aid you in battle. If you truly want to protect them, it would be as easy as turning your hand, yet you only let a miniscule amount to safely return.\”

Silence permeated in the underground district, out of nowhere the Devil Prince started cackling madly. There was a hint of a crazed look in his face as he did so. He laughed so hard that he was even clutching his stomach, it was as if he heard funniest joke ever. He then wiped the tears forming at the corner of his eyes and said:

\”Oh my, it seems that I am a terrible actor then.\” He said with an obvious sneer in his tone.

Old Lee's face crumpled in anger. \”You disgust me, Alastair!\”