Chapter 883: An unstoppable army (2/2)

But somehow, when his blood escaped from those wounds, Sanguis felt that the blood in his body had become even more energetic while his broadsword glowed even brighter.

His firepower was increasing!

In just a matter of minutes, more than three hundred Second Corps divine guards were slaughtered by the House of Han guards, with the latter suffering just three additional casualties and around twenty injuries.

“Kill them all! Stop at nothing!” commanded Phoebe coldly from behind the House of Han guards. She could tell that Sanguis, Bollands, and Gilbert were overdrawing their energies and they wouldn’t last long. She realized that the House of Han guards had to destroy the Second Corps divine guards as quickly as possible and assist the three.

The House of Han guards promptly changed their combat formation. From a conical shaped formation, they turned into daggers stacked like a flower. The seven hundred of them divided into seven groups and shot out like seven daggers, slaughtering those panic-stricken Second Corps divine guards.

It was soon evident that this formation was even deadlier than the previous. When the seven daggers dispersed, they turned the Second Corps divine guards into seven rivers of blood.

Ralph was frightened!

Ralph suddenly realized that at this rate, even if he managed to kill Sanguis, he wouldn’t have any troops left by then. He calmly re-evaluated the situation for a moment before he suddenly shrieked, “Mission failed! Everyone retreat!”

Ralph stopped attacking Sanguis and flew away.

Locke and Walter too immediately broke off from Bollands and Gilbert and flew towards the valley nearby.

The Second Corps divine guards who had received the command to retreat started fleeing frantically. Their hearts were filled with dread. They did not expect to fare so poorly against an army of similar size, that they would be so fragile from start to finish.

When Ralph and his Second Corps divine guards started fleeing, the House of Han guards very calmly pursued them. They wished to cause even greater casualties and maximize the damage to Ralph’s Second Corps.

“Do not pursue!” shouted Stratholme hastily.

“Get back here, we cannot afford to waste any more time on them!” commanded Phoebe calmly.

Both Stratholme and Phoebe understood that Larikson and Hofs wouldn’t have given up so easily. They might have started pursuing them by now. If Hofs, Larikson, and his experts caught up to them, this time, there wouldn’t be any demonic formation that they could hide behind.

It was crucial for them to make full use of every second of every minute. They simply had no time to waste on Ralph and his gang. Besides, it wouldn’t be too late to kill Ralph along with Wallace later in the future when they had the capacity to return to the City of Shadows.

They knew that Ralph was no longer a threat to them, and they could always take his life in the future.

Upon hearing Stratholme and Phoebe’s command, the House of Han guards rapidly flew back to them. They re-assumed a defensive formation around Phoebe and Stratholme.

“Sanguis, Gilbert, are you alright?” cried Emily suddenly.

The crowd immediately turned their gazes towards Sanguis, Bollands, and Gilbert. After the great battle, all three of them were panting heavily and drenched in sweat. It was obvious that they had exhausted a great amount of energy.

This was especially the case with Sanguis. Although he seemed as though he was supported by the inexhaustible willpower of a warrior, the moment that Ralph left, he turned pale and his blood-stained body collapsed. It was after Sanguis had the time to relax that he realized he had exhausted too much energy in the battle.

“Sanguis, you okay?” asked Gilbert concernedly. Although he too was sweating profusely, he still looked quite healthy, unlike Sanguis.

“I will be fine in a moment,” said Sanguis after he forced a smile. The broadsword in his hand suddenly flew up, hovered in the sky, and started spinning at high speed.

Strands of bizarre energy emanated from Sanguis’ broadsword. Suddenly, the blood spilled by the perished Second Corps divine guards seemed as though it was drawn by some sort of energy. They transformed into mist, flew into the air, and gathered around the broadswords. The mist slowly condensed into streams of blood and spun on the surface of the sword.

Gradually, every drop of blood on the ground had condensed on the broadsword and the reeking scent faded. The broadsword returned to Sanguis' hand before streams of red radiances flowed from the broadsword into Sanguis' body.

Moments later, Sanguis was no longer pale and his eyes no longer tired. He seemed recharged and as energetic as usual. Sanguis took a deep breath and smilingly announced, “Alright, I’m good. Come, let’s hurry on!”

Stratholme, Ayermike, Phoebe, and the House of Han guards were all dumbstruck by what they saw. They did not expect that Sanguis, who couldn’t even stand just a moment ago, could regain his energy just like that. It was simply unimaginable to them.

“Pff, that’s nothing to be shocked about. Our Master’s energy is nothing that you can understand. Sanguis is my Master’s disciple. it’s quite normal that he can recover so quickly.” When Gilbert saw that everyone was in a daze, he hastened, “Get a move on already! Don’t tell me that you want those guys to catch up?”

The crowd came to their senses after hearing those words. They hastily re-embarked on the airship and continued their journey to the Death Dominion.