Chapter 561 - Familiar Face (1/2)
Elorin continued to battle as though nothing had happened, brandishing a machete no different from his grandfather's. Even as he battled, his lips moved almost imperceptibly, but it seemed that even the youths right by his side that continued to fall to the strikes of the enemies or even the soldiers that fell to his blade couldn't hear a single word he was saying.
…
Not far from Elorin, there was another familiar group of youths. But, these few were so ragged and beaten that even with his senses, Leonel might not recognize them at all.
Among them, there was Roaring Black Lion, Seer, Falling Leaf, Thunderous Clap and many more. By now, though, they hardly looked like themselves.
Roaring Black Lion had deep gashes through his blackened body. His lion's roar continuously rocked the battlefield, debuffing their enemies and strengthening his squad. But, every time he bellowed, ignoring his injuries, blood would fly from the bloody gashed tracing along his enormous body.
Chasing Wind and Flowing Wind, two opposite sides of the same coin, did their best to protect him alongside Thunderous Clap. They knew well that if not for Roaring Black Lion helping to level the playing field, they would have fallen long ago.
”Hoho, are these the geniuses of Earth? I've heard so many great things about you all, but to think you'd be put in such a pitiful position against a mere few foot soldiers.”
Raynred's voice drifted into the ears of the youths.
Without having to worry about Hutch, crossing the battlefield to reach this point had been almost too easy. Raynred curiously eyed the youths on their last legs, his eyes no different from a predator eyeing his prey.
Jilniya and Wilas had gone off to other sections of the battlefield already, so he felt quite happy that he had this place to himself.
”Tell me, have you heard of a talent by the name of Aina Brazinger? Where is she? If you answer in a timely fashion, I won't mind taking you in as servants. After all, once Earth is conquered, we'll need quite a few sows and studs so I can't possibly kill you all, right?”
Raynred's eyes scanned over Chasing Wind and Flowing Wind, his eyes especially locked onto Flowing Wind's scantily clad body. He had to say, this fiery young lady truly knew how to entice a man.
Though they still wore their masks, Raynred believed in his intuition. This was definitely a beauty.
Not a single person answered Raynred, their steely gazes locked onto him like ravenous wolves. They had never heard of this Aina Brazinger before, but even if they had, they wouldn't sell her out to this piece of shit.
”Not answering?” Raynred's voice gained a tinge of murderous intent.
The sudden change to his aura made the battlefield freeze over. The soldiers of Terrain had long since known to stop attacking so as to let their Young Heir have his fun, but even they couldn't help but shiver.
Raynred's strength was undeniable regardless of his character flaws. His rage alone seemed to slow the Force in the region to a crawl.
However, the youths remained silent, their jaws clenched.
”Hohoho…” Raynred chuckled.
Just when it seemed that Raynred would have to take action, a woman's voice called out anxiously.
”We… We've never heard of her, I swear…! Please don't hurt me, I'll be a servant!”
The nervous, chattering of the voice cut through whatever momentum and solidarity the youthful group had.
Numerous gazes snapped over to the one who had been responsible for making them all seem so weak, only to find another familiar face on the end of it all: Pisces.
Looks of disgust colored Roaring Black Lion and the others' faces.