Chapter 115 - 064. Angel Of Death (2/2)
“U… uwaaaaahk?!”
Gallas screaht hand Electric currents were still overflowing on his arht hurriedly gathered around hi potion on his wound
“That… that bastard! Kill him! Do not underestimate him! He he’s ain the centre of the enemy formation even before the others could realise what just happened The soldiers surrounding the Holy Emperor sucked in cold breaths
All because they bore witness to the earlier scene
…The scene of all those slaves instantly getting ‘vaporised’ by a hu bolt
“All of you, stop him!”
“Slaves! Buy us time!”
The one thousand me of fifty thousand undead in order to conserve their deroups and began kneading and her-tier undead
Death knights with de out frolow
In the meanti
All those trying to approach and attack Kelt Olfolse were instantly incinerated out of existence by the lightning of divinity after they got a little too close to hihts rapidly closed in on the Holy Elistened dully, their cri out from under the helm
The Necroicians No, they were the true elites aanisation, the Necroion Its members were true experts of their craft unlike the Black Order, which was s
As such, the quality of the undead they summoned were on another realhts they suether would easily shoot past as accepted as the norhts reached where Kelt Olfolse was, and while withstanding all the lightning bolts crackling around hi their various weapons The undead creatures surrounded hi their swords, spears, and maces
However, Kelt’s eyes had already analysed every single weapon flying in towards hied the swords and spears, and even slapped away the ht and viciously slaround
He stepped on the stable ground before taking a ht was smashed far away
He even snatched a weapon away froht and stabbed it into its solar plexus After lightly spinning around, he kicked the weapon serving as a stake right through the undead
“How annoying!”
Kelt compressed divinity on his left hand and then fired it at the skies above
More lightning flashes crackled within the thick stor bolts crashed doards the ground
They descended without any pattern or mercy whatsoever on Aslan’s military formation, and within this chain of deadly explosions, dozens upon dozens of slaves were floating up frohts, ot destroyed instantly, only so to barely escape frohts, now!”
Kelt’s gaze shi+fted in the direction of that call
Necro in al away to materialise massive fireballs and blocks of ice However, before those things could pounce on Kelt Olfolse, he lifted up his huge warhammer
He cocked his torso back and powerfully swung the ha exploded fro cleanly penetrated through all those y that were closing in on him from everywhere, and headed towards the camps of the Necromancers
“Heot!”
“Block it!”
The Necromancers hurriedly spread out a protective barrier of de of several layers was easily pierced through, and the lightning exploded within the midst of the Necro behind a trace of their corpses, and as for those who so onto their vaporised body parts
Gallas, itnessing all of these things happen right before his eyes, sucked in a cold breath
Hundreds… nay, thousands of elite fighters were being instantly wiped out right in front of him
“…How can anyone say that that old man is at his death’s doorstep?!”
Aslan’s Field Marshal could only s back another round of his dry saliva He alternated his gaze between the sky above and the ground below
The land Kelt Olfolse walked past was littered with craters and scorched black as electrical currents continued crackling ly
As for the sky, the dense stor thunderclaps
Within thisto hunt down the death knights He was transfor it to his will
The Holy Emperor was over one hundred years old this year, yet how could anyone consider hi, frail old ht hand It had finally recovered to so hiy to reinforce his flesh since he was about to fight a war
What would’ve happened if he failed to withstand Kelt Olfolse’s lightning? Never mind just the hand, his whole body would’ve vaporised out of existence instead
He grasped his sword’s hilt
‘Should we retreat?’
No, not yet
If he retreated too quickly from here, then he’d have to shoulder all of the bla up Kelt Olfolse over there
Gallas simply had to seize this opportunity
“Necromancy Corps, cover me! I, Gallas Iram, one of the twelve honourable feudal lords of Aslan, shall personally take the head of the Holy Emperor!”
Numerous Necroy was delivered to him
His body was reinforced once y All of his senses were focused on the blade
‘With this one strike…!’
Gallas would take Kelt Olfolse’s head with this attack and end this ith a resounding victory!
He sucked in a deep breath before quickly dashi+ng towards the Holy Ehts
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Gallas ran like a squall and dug into the battlefield In the blink of an eye, he reached the opening left by Kelt Olfolse
The tip of his blade thrust out towards the Holy Euarded back
‘This is the end, Kelt Olfolse-!’
It was right then; Kelt turned his head and his cold gaze met with Gallas’s eyes