Chapter 590 (1/2)

Eleven hours after the launch of the offensive, the dark sky was already lit by the sun.

The forest areas around the Papal State are full of signs of fighting. The war in full swing spread everywhere like a fire on a woolen blanket.

The strong wind swept away along the earth and diluted the smoke over the forest, but it couldn't dispel the strong, stinging and bloody smell.

Buerville, who had been stained with blood all over, stirred his broad ox nose, sat down on the bodies of several enemies, gasped for breath, and then asked Kellogg: ”who's the first?”

The lizard, wiping his dagger with his clothes, said with a letter: ”hissing... So far, we have attacked six small outposts, two medium-sized strongholds, and the large camp of the enemy just now.”

Bouville reached out to the lizard man.

The latter hesitated for a moment and handed his dagger.

Buerville lifted his heavy lock armour and slowly stabbed the blade of the dagger into his wound.

With a roar, buerville forced a buckle outward, and a ball shaped lead bullet fell out of the wound.

”These shameless and despicable cowards!”

Hearing the angry curse of the tauren, the lizard narrowed his eyes and raised his mouth slightly: ”hiss... There has never been the word despicable in the war dictionary.”

Bolville glared at Kellogg and threw the dagger back to him.

Ackerman knelt in a pool of blood, held the right hand of a dying elf tightly, and said softly, ”my brother, your time will come soon.”

The elf had a clear face, a handsome face and looked very young.

His lower abdomen was hit by bomb fragments, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood bubbles. The huge pain twisted his face, but his voice sounded very relaxed.

”What I didn't expect is... At the moment when I return to glory, a dark elf will preside over my ceremony...”

Ackerman leaned down slowly and whispered in the ELF's ear, ”I'll tell you a secret. Compared with those shamans in your species, I have a closer relationship with the Dragon God... I can help you intercede so that you don't have to wait in line...”

The elf smiled happily.

With his last strength, he looked at the people around him, nodded and said, ”the light of God has come. I must take a step first. I will wait for you in the kingdom of heaven...”

Ackerman put his hand on his chest and whispered, ”all for the glory of the Dragon God.”

People: ”all for the glory of the Dragon God.”

The elf slowly closed his eyes.

Ackerman sighed slightly, stood up and left the mourning to the others. He walked to Randall and asked, ”did you find anything?”

Randall was holding a palm sized black iron ball with a gunpowder lead directly above it.