Chapter 598 - Its Not Even A Fight (1/2)

Goldien did not expect such a skill from the demon. He was caught off guard. However, he had been on many battlefields for a long time. With his experience, he managed to think of a countermeasure for the attack.

Goldien raised and put his arms up. His arms were glowing in bright gold. He could not avoid the blade, so blocking it was the best he could do to minimize the damage.

Swoosh!

However, Goldien's countermeasure was just not enough to block Zaneos' blade. The blade cut through the wrists. Goldien's eyes widened in shock, terror, and fear. All of it mixed into a complex emotion Goldien never felt before. He looked at his own hands fell off as blood spurted out.

”Goldien!” The Obsidian Gator, The Venomous Gator, and The Earthern Gator came over. ”What-” The Obsidian Gator stopped his words midway when he looked at the missing arm. Goldien was just as strong as them. How could he be defeated so easily? It was not even a minute since Goldien charged at the demon.

”Fall Back! Leave the demon to us!” The Obsidian Gator and The Earthern Gator took the frontline while the Venomous Gator stayed next to Goldien. The three observed the demon. They were not clear about what happened.

Plop!

Goldien fell on his butts and muttered dreadfully. ”Run! Leave me alone! You can't win against that demon!” The Golden Gator thought about that attack. He tried to think of a countermeasure. No matter how hard he thought about it, he could not think of any countermeasure. 'Unless…'

Goldien turned his head, he looked toward his Brother, Goldier. His brother had something that could counter the demon, Anti-Mana Domain. If the demon could not use his mana, then he would not be able to execute the same skill. They had a chance against the demon if his brother joined, but…

Goldien saw his brother turned away from him and the other elders. His brother chose to surrender instead of fighting to the death. He was furious. Anger took over him, but that was just for a moment as his sight fell on the Gator Tribe's people.

Despite his fury, he managed to calm his anger and thought of the reason why his brother decided to not fight. He looked up at the sky. From thousands of Fiery Rooks, only one who was still alive and fighting the dragon-like creature. The Myth Rank Fiery Rook.

He then looked toward the demon, who was at the same level as the Myth Rank. Then his eyes fell on the undead and the seven trolls. It did not stop there, knights were stationed around the pit. The trap they set up for the enemy now became their burial instead.

His brother did this for the tribesmen. Goldien was aware of the situation they were in after a quick scan. So what if they could kill the demon? The others would kill them even if they managed to kill the demon.

The Golden Gator was aware it would take a lot of them to take that one demon, but the demon was not alone. They might win the battle against the demon if Goldier joined the battle, but they could not win the war. His brother was prioritizing the tribesmen. 'That's the reason we choose you to lead us.'

Zaneos looked at his sword. He was also surprised that his technique could grow to this extent. The demon was not expecting to be this powerful. 'I don't think the Gator Tribe can help me go all out.' He thought to himself after the first attack.

”Let's end this quick and return to Master.” He muttered in a low voice and raised his head. The three gators were ready to fight him this time. Zaneos pushed the sword's handle with his thumb.

Fwoosh!

His figure drifted forward so fast. The three Gators could not see it. They saw the demon again when he stopped between them. Zaneos was now standing between the three gators. The three Ancient Rank Gators were about to launch their attack until the surrounding space distorted.

Countless blades came out from the distorted place and attacked the three gators. The attack was from all directions, and the three gators could not escape from the distorted space. It was too late for them to escape.

The only thing they could do was to minimize the damage on them. However, all of that was futile as the blades cut through the gator's hard shell. In the blink of an eye, the three gators with bodies full of cuts fell. The blood oozed from the cut as they were breathing weakly.