Chapter 296: A tragic battle (2/2)
Laureton stood next to Edwin, clutching the divine artifact Berserker’s War Axe. He let out a loud, malicious laugh and said, “It’s also fine this way. We’ll only waste a bit more time. It’s more interesting to let them struggle in their death.”
The Cairo mercenary band had expended all of their elite forces for this battle. Add to that the Calamity Church’s three hundred Death Guards and the alliance of a dozen small forces, this was a proper amount of strength to annihilate the powers inside the mountain valley. Laureton was someone who thirsted for battle to begin with. This was why he’d been even more excited when the mercenaries of the alliance woke up, as the ambush had turned into open combat.
Curling his lip, Edwin didn’t say a thing. He looked at the waves of mercenaries rushing into the mountain valley and secretly calculated how much more he should extort from Laureton. After all, the cost of dispatching three hundred Death Guards wasn’t small. Even though their purpose had been to block the Church of Light, he’d also helped Laureton, hadn’t he? Therefore, the latter should also pay up a little.
The Death Guards were definitely worthy of their reputation as forces of the Evil God. They rushed forward with an unstoppable momentum, even when attacked by violent magic spells. The three hundred Death Guards scattered into groups of ghostly shadows, using sharp, spiked weapons to poke bloody holes into the mercenaries’ bodies.
These Death Guards cultivated a strange type of fighting aura. They seemed able to borrow the Evil God’s power in a fight. An evil presence naturally appeared on their bodies, and their eyes could attack the souls of their opponents. The strange fighting aura possessed an intense corrosion with it that could destroy the defense of the opponents, causing injuries to the body.
Han Shuo was sitting cross-legged on a cliff of the mountain valley. After secretly lending a hand to help kick start the dreadful battle, he silently circulated his magical yuan to absorb the power from the dead that had not yet dissipated. He also paid attention to the battle in the mountain valley at the same time.
The astonishing performance of the Death Guards shocked Han Shuo. He could even sense a bit of the Evil God’s presence from their bodies.
Clarendon, who’d ultimately died a tragic death in Han Shuo’s hand in Valen City, had used an altar to call upon the three-eyed demon god Ansidesi. The figure of an evil god, that was three hundred meters tall, once again appeared in Han Shuo’s mind in the lower layers of the cemetery of death. Han Shuo could sense a bit of the presences of Ansidesi and the evil god from the Death Guards.
The Death Guards could obtain a bit of the strange force from the Evil God due to their fanatical belief. Perhaps they could only borrow one out of a hundred thousandth of the Evil God’s power. However, that power released still couldn’t be looked down upon, as evident in the tragic death of the mercenaries who faced them.
Three hundred Death Guards wasn’t a big number, but the damage they caused was terrifying. Since the Temple Knights of the Church of Light possessed were at a similar level of strength as these Death Guards, Han Shuo could imagine that the former’s power was certainly just as impressive.
“Heh heh, it’s getting more and more interesting!” Han Shuo muttered to himself with a cold smile. He abruptly heaved a breath of relief, “What will come will come. Otherwise it would no longer be interesting!”
Dark grand magus Edwin also frowned when Han Shuo finished saying these words. He abruptly used the levitation skill to float up and out of the mountain valley. He carefully took note of his bearings before quickly returning to the mountain valley. He landed swiftly near the now twice berserk Laureton, “A large number of mercenaries are gathering here. How could this happen?”
“The Rainbow Sickle mercenary band isn’t far from here. They must have discovered something because we’ve caused such a big movement in this place. Heh heh, four to five hundred out of the one thousand mercenaries in the mountain valley have already died. Florida will only be coming to his death if we make good use of time and kill them all. Just his Rainbow Sickles alone simply can’t stop our momentum!”
Laureton randomly threw out an answer as he chopped a two meter tall orc warrior in half with a wave of his Berserker’s War Axe. He then rammed into the crowd in front, seemingly insane with happiness as he was able to indulge in battle.
“That’s not it. It isn’t just the Rainbow Sickles. There’s also a large group of orcs!” Edwin shouted to Laureton as if there was a fire was raging in his heart.
“Damn it! How can that be?” Laureton was startled. He abruptly jumped to Edwin and asked with horror.
“Kill them!” Adam Menlo was riding a ten meter long flaming bird in the air. He rushed forward with his family members, who were behind him, also riding various magic creatures.
The dull sounds of iron hooves pounding against the ground outside of the mountain valley were heavy, like a beating drum. The experts of the three great powers were gathering in the valley, tightly blocking Laureton’s group’s retreat.
“Shove it all and bring forth all your efforts to bear, or none of us will be able to escape!” Since the situation had become like this, Laureton naturally understood what was to follow. He let out a long howl to the heavens. His ferocity burst as he rushed straight forward to kill the remaining mercenaries in the mountain valley.