Chapter 15: Chapter 7, Slaying
At the mont they clashed, Boris knew he had lost, because the imnse force transmitted from the axe handle made his whole body go numb.
The Beastman Leader staggered back half a step under the powerful impact.
The rcenary Leader retreated four or five steps in succession, using the war axe for support to avoid collapsing, the base of his palm was torn, crimson blood dyed his golden beard a slight scarlet.
"Ugh, ugh~" Boris reluctantly swallowed the blood at his throat, forcing himself to stand up, eager for battle again, the anxious rcenaries quickly surrounded their leader.
"Humans... despicable, together... kill them!" The Beastman Leader pointed at the rcenary Leader, who was protected by several rcenaries, and Boris’s complexion had an abnormal flush, he gestured for the other rcenaries to make way, he could still fight!
The rcenary Leader’s right shoulder sank, setting the axe at an angle, all his strength converged in his arms, and he charged at the Beastman Leader once again.
"Tornado Slash!"
The core combat skill of a Berserker, the rcenary Leader swiftly spun and engaged the Beastman Leader again, in the face of such a powerful combat skill, even the Beastman Leader had to temporarily avoid the sharpness, retreating repeatedly, rely parrying for the mont.
On the surface, the rcenary Leader seed to gain the upper hand, but in reality, Boris grew more anxious as the Tornado Slash consud an imnse amount of physical energy, he couldn’t maintain it for long.
On another front, the rcenaries suffered heavy losses, their line started falling back continuously, those imrsed in the Beastman group were quickly dismbered and devoured completely, the scent of blood constantly stimulated the ferocity of the Beastman Warband, several Horned Beasts pierced through the rcenaries’ line, charging towards the female sorceress.
The female sorceress looked grim, she said to the rcenaries protecting her, "Cover ."
"Lady Trovik, you..." Among the group protecting her, a young rcenary with handso features inquired further, he was clad in elaborate leather armor, wielding a two-handed greatsword, his gaze towards the female sorceress full of concern.
"...I’m going to cast the Sixth Ring Spell Blizzard, it requires extensive preparation!" The female sorceress’s expression was icy, unwilling to explain more, but she quickly realized that the rcenaries’ morale was showing signs of collapse, so she added a sentence.
"They can’t cover you well, because they won’t last till your spell concludes, for a Sixth-Ring Magic, you need to chant for at least five minutes, Teresa, do you think they can hold for five minutes?" A young voice echoed from behind everyone, shocking them, when did soone sneak up from behind?
"Mr. Laine!" The Imperial rchant exclaid in surprise, the newcor donned full chain armor, wielded a golden warhamr in both hands, with a single sword strapped to his back, heltless, his black hair flecked with snowflakes, and his blue eyes seed to carry a faint smile.
The female sorceress sighed deeply upon seeing the Kingdom Knight appear, "You finally ca, cover , I’ll take them down!"
"Just you?" Laine raised his right hand, and everyone noticed he was holding a Horned Beast’s head: "Beastn are cunning, don’t they know how to intercept your retreat? The only proper path is to take down the Beast King."
Indeed, shortly after collecting the relics of the Old Demon Hunter, Laine too felt the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Rock, so he rushed over and killed a Horned Beast attempting an ambush along the way.
Not much ti for words, the battlefield was in turmoil, the rcenary Corps’ casualties had exceeded thirty percent; severed limbs and corpses were everywhere, the Beastn also suffered losses, the first batch of Inferior Horned Beasts were almost entirely wiped out, a few Horned Beasts were dead too, but their numbers exceeded the rcenary Corps and reinforcents kept arriving.
During winter, food sources are hard to co by, for humans and Beastn alike.
"I’m going in, give
magic support!" Laine raised his warhamr, giving the female sorceress a reassuring look, she was sowhat resentful but rely nodded: "Understood."
An Ice Armor was applied to Laine, after casting several spells consecutively, the female sorceress’s face turned pale, within brief ten minutes she had cast four spells, taking a deep breath, she began chanting Sixth-Ring Magic, Blizzard.
On the battlefield, Boris was on the brink of exhaustion, his strength reached its limit, the Tornado Slash’s offensive slowed down, the cunning Beastman Leader quickly sensed the human’s exhaustion, imdiately shifting from defense to offense, Boris was forced to retrieve his war axe to defend; the terrifying forces from the Beastman’s great axe sent the rcenary Leader flying, crashing into the snow, unable to rise.
Laine noticed the rcenary Leader’s defeat, already prepared, pale blue energy gathered in his hand, extending his left hand to stroke his warhamr, the originally golden fine iron hamr head suddenly took on a red-hot hue, emitting scorching temperatures, snowflakes falling on the hamr head instantly vaporized.
This was Laine’s unique ability, among the knowledge brought to him by the mysterious individual was the application of spiritual energy by the human brain, enabling Laine to use spiritual casting directly without relying on Demon Net, even though he lacked the talent for spellcasting, he could imbue his weapons with various elental damage temporarily.
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