290 Eye Holder army (1/2)
The most impressive characteristic of this army was the fact that all Eye Kings were in a formation. They were channeling their power into the Eye Tyrants, granting them immense strength and an almost endless energy pool.
This was an army that could crush any force that was not led by a Rank 5 life form. They could even face a weak Law Engraving existence if they were willing to pay a high enough price.
At the lead of this army was a middle-aged man with black hair and two red bloodline eyes. This person was the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan, Finz Santorum.
There was a smile on Finz's face, and thrill could be seen in his eyes as he analyzed the force he would soon be commanding to butcher hundreds of thousands and fulfill his revenge.
Unlike the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan, none of the other Eye Tyrants showed happiness. There were a few that did not even bother to hide their annoyance and helplessness. Those feelings were not limited to the Rank 4 life forms since some Eye Kings were also displaying those emotions, but they did a better job hiding it.
Finz was too drunk in the feeling of power to notice or even bother with the attitudes of the people in front of him.
'With this army, it won't be hard to butcher that man's clan, and I may even be able to handle that pest that had been bothering me all this time. Hmph, everyone was saying that the Blood Eye would disappear, but we will rise stronger now that I have found a new backing.'
”What a large group, but you are all too green to call yourselves an army. I can say with certainty that you won't last a month in the Death Army.”
When Finz heard those words, his entire body froze. He recognized that voice immediately since it belonged to someone who had constantly appeared in his nightmares. The Eye Tyrant turned and saw a handsome young man with grey bloodline eyes looking at him from the sky.
The young man's slaughter aura was so brutal and unrestrained that it formed a mantle around him.
One person facing an army of one hundred Eye Kings and ten Eye Tyrants, and it was the latter the one that was actually showing apprehension.
There was no Eye Holder who did not know who this man was. The greatest genius in the Eye Dynasty in the last one hundred thousand years, someone who earned the title of Captain in the Death Army before he was ten, the only person to obtain a Tier 1 completion in the Holy Trial for those with an Emperor bloodline, Gwyn Xinter.
”It is pretty simple. I am dissolving this group. All of you, return to your clans immediately.” Gwyn's attitude was overbearing, and it was clear his words were not a request but an order.
The Rank 4 life forms narrowed their eyes when they heard Gwyn's command. Although they did not want to be here, they could not just leave without a good excuse, so they focused on the leader of the army and waited for his response.
Finz's body was trembling due to the anger that invaded his heart. Even though the man he hated with all of his soul was in front of him, he knew perfectly well that killing him was impossible due to the life-saving cards he should have, not to mention that only trying it would doom him and his clan.
However, the next second he thought about the army at his disposal and the man that handed it over to him, and courage filled his heart.
”With what authority are you ordering this army? Your status may be special, but you are just an Eye King and should not meddle in matters that concern us, Eye Tyrants!” Finz felt immense satisfaction when he spoke those words.
A mocking smile appeared on Gwyn's face when he heard that, and the look he gave to the Patriarch of the Blood Eye Clan was the one people would give to a buffoon.