Chapter 817 - Wake Up, My Knight (1/2)

If not because they had seen for themselves, who would have believed that the domineering and ferocious Blood Tribe would be forced to retreat by just a mere ten over people?

Even though the Blood Tribe had outnumbered them, the situation before them was still siding them. Linghe and the rest continued to fight valiantly, and the people whom they had killed had already piled as high as a mountain. It covered them in their opponents’ blood and unharmed.

Everyone was beyond shock. All of them, who had been complacent about themselves on normal days, could feel fear rising within themselves.

When faced with the strong and powerful Blood Tribe, they could still use the number of people they had as an excuse to cover up their fear of battle.

But…

After seeing the battling capabilities of Linghe and the others, they did not dare to boast about themselves anymore.

It was easy to imagine how brutal the killing was at that moment.

The Blood Tribe did not lack high-grade sorcerers. These sorcerers were all powerful, and any high-level demons would groan in pain, no matter how thick and tough their skin were. However, under the dense attack launched by the Blood Tribe, Linghe and the other ten people could still move as quickly as lightning and dodge them all, letting no spells to harm them.

And once Linghe and the rest found the location of the high-grade sorcerers, it would spell real trouble to them.

The sorcerers could not even make their escape as they watched the figures, that were just like the God of Death, appearing before themselves and cleaved them into half.

One of the archer under Linghe had the fastest speed among everyone else. He was so fast that no one in the Blood Tribe could keep up with him. What was even more frightening was that while he was running at breakneck speed, he did not stop releasing arrows from his bow. The arrows that carried a strong spiritual energy all flew directly past everyone else towards the sorcerers, who had been hiding in the crowd to cast the spells.

With each arrow released, a life was taken and none of the arrows wasted!

There was no chance for the sorcerers to hide at all.