Chapter 210: Thanks, Tyler Barnes (1/2)
Up in the sky, the webs binding the two godly fists shattered one thick string after another. Down below, Tyler Barnes and his army retreated at a rapid speed. However, many accidents took place that decreased the size of his army by a small amount.
”Faster! Move faster!” Tyler Barnes urged his steed to get to the safe area with desperation in his voice.
”I'm doing my best.” The Devil Bull cried out as she moved her hips even more ferociously, and she started to proceed with such speed that she left all the beasts behind her, letting them eat dust.
Upwards, the spider webs shattered entirely, and finally, the fists that were hanging in mid-air once again continued their descend.
The onlookers felt their rapidly beating hearts as they watched this scene. Some of them were excited and looking forward to the defeat of the serpentine devils.
The onlookers were primarily the beasts who had sided with Elliot, and the rest were members of the magician community. So, of course, they were happy and looking forward to seeing a member of their community defeating the terrorists and their underlings.
The terrorist, though, felt an intense pressure acting on them once again, one so mighty that the knees of their steeds buckled up, and they fell to the ground. Elliot, on the other hand, continued floating in mid-air. He looked at the destruction below like a judge who decides who gets to live and who dies. And since he wanted all of them to die, then that's just what's going to happen.
The two godly fists came in contact with thousands of heads at the same time. The moment that happened, thousands of heads exploded simultaneously, resulting in brilliant fireworks of blood. Then, many necks got twisted off the rest of their bodies, followed by their torso and limbs getting crushed into dust.
BAM!
BAM!
The two godly fists clamped down on the ground, and the cry of the forest sounded out, reaching everyone's ears. Clouds of dust raised to the air, covering the land of devastation in a mysterious aura that tried to hide what had just happened. However, even a fool could determine that everything in the range of the two fists had gotten crushed to death. And it indeed had happened.
Everything between the ground and the two fists and the ground at the time of impact had gotten viciously destroyed. Once humans and beasts, after the mass destruction, they became nothing more than a paste of blood and squashed meat that could go on sale in the demonic world for a few bucks. After all, they were the cheapest quality. The grasses, trees, bushes, and so on also fared the same end, getting annihilated into nihility.
”Fuck me!” Tyler Barnes cursed under his breath after he looked around himself and saw that only 3000 out of tens of thousands of beasts had managed to survive. The size of the army that he had used his treasures to acquire had squandered down to less than 1-3rd, and that too because of a single attack.
What kind of messed-up joke was this?
Simply inconceivable!