Chapter 984 - A Furious Roar (2/2)

With a loud clink, an ax pelted past him, ruffling his hair, and hitting the breechblock, creating a series of sparks.

Van’er looked up and saw a mad demon glaring at him!

“GRAAAA—!” The Mad Demon raised its ax and stomped towards him, howling.

“I’m done,” Van’er thought to himself in despair. Although he had a sword around his waist, he could not draw it when he was on the ground. Even if he did have it in hand, it was impossible for him to block the blow, as demons were far stronger and faster than humans.

As the ax got closer, Van’er reached out his hand, attempting to block the strike…

“Crack!”

A wall of ice suddenly manifested between them. The ax smashed into the wall, sending ice crystals flying from its surface.

Was I… saved?

Van’er turned around in shock and saw a blue-haired witch performing a grabbing motion while watching the demon with a cool stare. She said to Van’er, “Come here, behind me.”

Van’er clenched his teeth. Although his legs were too shaky to support his weight, he somehow managed to get to his feet and walked to the witch.

“Gah, Vaaaakaaaa…”

Van’er had no knowledge of the demon’s language, but he could tell that it looked murderous and furious.

The demon dashed around the wall and crouched, the right arm with which it held its ax swelling rapidly.

The witch, surprisingly, drew closer to the demon, while ice slowly spread beneath her feet. She looked like the Goddess of Winter.

Just when the demon was about to strike, an icicle burst from the ground and sent the ax flying. In the meantime, the demon’s arm was bent at a strange angle. A fraction of its grayish white bone was exposed to the air, hardly covered by any flesh. It was a gruesome scene to behold.

Before the demon could even give a yelp of pain, the ice crystals proliferated rapidly from its ankles and turned it into an ice statue.

“Th-thank you.” Van’er let out a sigh of relief.

“It’s not over yet. There’s going to be a second round of spearing.” The witch looked up at the sky, which was currently filled with ash and smoke, and called out. “Miss Molly!”

Van’er suddenly remembered that there was actually a time gap between each spearing attack. As the demon had just bulked up his arm, it meant that the sky was dangerous once again.

Van’er wondered who Miss Molly was and was puzzled why she didn’t seek shelter.

“Leave it to me.”

While Van’er was in bewilderment, a young, slightly childish voice came from the distance.

Then Van’er saw an incredible scene!

Above him suddenly appeared a half-transparent blue ball which gradually grew bigger in size. Soon, it covered the area within a radius of 10 meters. Two tentacles at both ends of the ball dragged the remaining soldiers with minor injuries into a covered area while swaying from side to side.

Right after all the wounded soldiers were transferred, the enemies launched their second attack.

Five or six bone spears pelted down at tremendous, lightning-like speed, and shot at the ball. Van’er could clearly see the spot where the head of the spear landed ripple as if the surface of the ball were a thick body of water. As the ripples split, overlapped and rushed forward, the ball started to tremble as though it would burst at any moment. However, the bone spears were stopped several meters above the ground.

“Good job.” The blue-haired witch withdrew her ice and looked at Van’er. “It’s safe here for now. You can retreat with your people.”

“No, there’s something I haven’t done yet.” Van’er grounded his teeth, forcing himself to get up. “I have to make these damn monsters suffer before I go.”

There was only one last step left.

Van’er shambled to the Longsong Cannon, limping. He picked up the matchlock and pulled toward him with all his strength!

The scorching air around the muzzle soon cleared sky. The battlement, after 15 minutes of silence, was once again filled with thunderous roars!