Chapter 191 Massacre (2/2)

The mercenaries didn't have much choice and could only force themselves to rush into battle.

But soon they realized that the enemies were of a different tier altogether.

Rhode was the first to cross swords with the enemies, but the first to explode with vigor was Anne. After hearing Rhode's command, Anne dashed in and tossed her golden shield to the front. The massive bulwark shot forward and spun towards the mercenaries.

In the face of their impending doom, the mercenaries attempted to scatter to dodge.

Alas, it was a pity that the Mystery Hall wasn't large enough for dozens of people to freely move around. The mercenaries were already standing side by side with one another, and now everyone clashed with each other. Some of them ran forward, some backward and some even raised their weapons in a fluster, attempted to block the strike.

The shield smashed into its first unfortunate victim, the sword which was raised in an attempt to defend, snapped in half like a twig. After that, the shield sunk deep into his body, causing him to be sent flying backward. That wasn't the end though, the gaps on the shield suddenly clicked open and sharp knives shot outwards, tearing the mercenary's body apart.

”Oahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

A painful scream echoed through the small room, and many of them felt chills.

But that was only the beginning of the horror. Anne tugged the chain in her hand forcefully, causing the shield and the mercenary on top of it to instantly turn into a fleshy war hammer while she swept it towards the surrounding mercenaries.

Silver light flashed.

The sword which was engulfed with holy flames easily blocked the mercenaries' attacks. Facing the pale and shaking young swordsmen, Celia frowned. Deep down in her heart, she slightly disapproved Rhode's behavior because bullying didn't suit an angel's nature. However, Celia wasn't a real angel to begin with, as she was a being from an evolved weapon spirit. Her true nature was actually a weapon ——— and a purpose for a weapon was to battle.

The angel cleaved her sword downwards without hesitation. In an instant, the young swordsman's chest was sliced open. Along with that attack, silver-white flames erupted from within and scattered towards both sides which forced the other mercenaries away.

”Oahhh!!”

A sharp spear pierced through a mercenary's torso, the impact pinned him to the wall. Contrary to how Celia behaved, the Centaur Knight didn't feel any remorse as it smashed its left arm into the men who were trying to escape. Only a deep thump could be heard after two human figures landed on the floor, motionless.

”T-This… monster!!”

One of the mercenaries screamed and raised his ax. Using the momentum, he gathered all his might to cleave the Centaur Knight. The great ax successfully contacted with the Centaur Knight's body, but it didn't seem to cause any damage at all. Instead, a light blue hexagon suddenly shone on its body. Rhode's previously activated passive skill, 'Spirit Armor ' played its role and formed a defensive barrier which deflected the enemy's attack. Not only did the great ax warrior fail to follow up, but it also fastened his pace to death.

The Centaur Knight swung its right hand at the ax warrior and threw aside the corpse that was impaled on its spear. Next, it used its left hand to grab the enemy's ax and struck forward. The poor mercenary could only feel a powerful force landing on his head before he realized that he was already on the floor. As he tried to raise his head to see what was coming, he only managed to discover a pair of black hooves coming towards him.

”Ah—”

Before he could even scream, this poor soul's head was crushed by the Centaur Knight like a watermelon.

Traumatized by the scene, the other mercenaries couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The Centaur Knight that came from the Army of Abyss certainly wouldn't have any sympathy for their enemies. It turned its head, and the red gleam between its helmet grew brighter. A second later, the Centaur Knight transformed into a whirlwind and rushed to the terrified enemies.

This wasn't a battle anymore, but a one-sided massacre.