"It's Lord General!"
"And Lord Deputy General!"
The moment Kieran walked out of the tent with the head in his hand, the soldiers who gathered outside cried out in shock.
However, such a cry of surprise was suppressed by the whistling sound of the head being shot out in the next moment.
Wuuu! Wuuu!
Like a giant swinging a sledgehammer, the three heads were smashed into the crowd with a loud air-breaking noise, aiming at a few Golden City soldiers in officer uniforms.
Instantly, the soldiers were thrown off their feet, the sounds of bones breaking and tendons snapping sounded one after another.
The target that was directly hit instantly lost all signs of life, while those who were affected by the shockwave moaned in pain.
"Colonel!"
"Lieutenant Colonel!"
"Captain!"
…
All sorts of titles were given to the soldiers but all of them brought the same ending.
It was obvious that Kieran did it on purpose.
When Kieran made the decision to fight ten thousand soldiers alone, he already had such a thought in his mind.
Compared to smashing open the main camp, Kieran didn't mind taking out the commander and a sufficient number of middle-ranking officers first.
No one understood better than Kieran, who had experienced cold weapon warfare himself, the importance of a commander and middle-ranking officers in a troop.
Even if it was an elite troop, after losing their commander and middle-ranking officers, they would be nothing but a pile of loose sand.
So, after tossing the heads away, Kieran dashed into the crowd and targeted the officers.
Sou Sou Sou!
Bang Bang Bang!
Kieran's figure flashed across the sky, the afterimages of his kicks exploding like a blooming mandala, dazzling and deadly.
One figure after another flew up from the crowd.
Each of them felt like they were rammed by a heavy truck. Not only did the tremendous impact shatter their bodies and bones into pieces, but the ones who were rammed a second time were also in a life-threatening danger.
The soldiers weren't stupid.
After the initial panic and helplessness, some of the smarter ones soon realized it.
The smarter ones started to subtly distance themselves from the officers.
The smarter ones made their move.
The stupid ones saw it.
Therefore, the stupid people also followed along.
It gave Kieran enough convenience.
One officer after another was exposed to Kieran.
The officers looked at Kieran, who was charging towards them, in shock.
Some reprimanded the soldiers loudly.
Some of them looked panicked.
Some gritted their teeth and fought.
But the result was the same: death.
Time and time again, he died.
Corpse after corpse.
They kept piling up.
They kept accumulating.
Heaps of fear.
Despair was accumulating.
The crow feathered mantle shone with an ominous black light under the scorching sun as Kieran sprinted and dodged attacks.
He had transformed into a black god of death.
His name was Bird of Death.
They spread their wings and soared under the scorching sun, blocking the sun's radiance.
On the ground, it raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, shaking the earth and reaching the abyss.
The soldiers of Golden City who saw Kieran's figure were quickly overwhelmed by fear.
Morale quickly plummeted.
"Run!"
No one knew who was the first to shout out such words.
The people who had gathered around immediately dispersed.
Kieran didn't give chase.
He stood on the blood-stained soil and watched everything with an indifferent gaze.
Beside him, the luxuriously decorated and tall command tent had fallen to the ground. The center of the tightest defense camp of Golden City was in a mess.
Suddenly …
Sou, Sou Sou!
A concentrated rain of arrows rained down from above.
Not only Kieran, but the soldiers who ran away were also caught in the rain of arrows.
Agonizing cries sounded and stopped abruptly.
Bodies were pinned on the ground, twitching and shaking non-stop.
More blood gushed out like a fountain, nourishing the trembling earth.
Dak, Dak, Dak.
The gallops sounded like dense drumbeats. A black and grand group of riders swarmed towards Kieran from the side camp along the reserved galloping path.
The Knight and the horse were clad in bright metallic armor.
The Knight's eyes were cold as he looked at Kieran who was unscathed under the rain of arrows.
They weren't frightened by the scene.
One needed to know!
They were the most elite soldiers of Golden City!
They were known as the strongest riders after Burning Dawn!
On this piece of land, they were invincible against enemies with the same number, twice or even three times their number.
Let alone a single person!
Although this person was a little special, as the elites of Golden City, they had seen a lot. They knew how to fight such a person and had the confidence to defeat such a person.
After all, they were born to deal with such a person from the very beginning.
Even though they had deviated from their original goal.
Battle techniques had become their instinct.
"Golden Horn!
Invincible! "
The leader of the riders shouted loudly.
The riders behind him echoed in unison.
Their voices rumbled in a strange rhythm. When the voices converged into one, lines of mystical runes lit up on the steel horseshoes.
It was like a switch that lit up the moment the horseshoes were lit up.
A special aura gathered on the riders.
As tall and straight as a mountain.
As heavy as a swamp.
When the riders charged forward, the mountain looked like it was falling from the sky, trying to crush Kieran's body and crush Kieran's bones.
The swamp quietly appeared under Kieran's feet, pulling Kieran's body and trying to sink him into the ground.
Lines of Strength, Constitution, and Spirit authentication popped up in Kieran's vision.
The strength of the riders was enough to bind most people and crush the bones of those who didn't have a strong enough Constitution. There was no need for the riders to charge forward.
More importantly, it was the Spirit intimidation!
"No matter how outstanding one's Strength and Constitution is, without a strong enough Spirit, one can only watch the riders get closer and closer until they are crushed into meat paste."
"They already have the strength of a Magic seed, no wonder they are the most elite riders of Golden City."
Kieran looked at the battlelog notifications and then at the riders charging at him. He raised his hand and drew [Arrogant Word] from [Wealth's Keep].
Just like what Kieran analyzed.
Facing the riders didn't just require outstanding Strength and Constitution, it also required a strong Spirit. Otherwise, anyone or a smaller squad would end up in a crushing defeat if they challenged the riders.
However, Kieran was an exception.
Kieran had outstanding Strength, a strong Constitution, and a powerful Spirit.
And …
Enough techniques to deal with the current situation.
Wung!
[Arrogant Word]'s broad blade vibrated.
Amidst the loud sword chime, the most primitive and wild force of nature gathered rapidly in Kieran's body like rivers flowing into the sea.
When the wild force of nature broke through a certain limit, the giant rhino's figure appeared behind Kieran.
The ground trembled even more fiercely.
Kieran also charged towards the Golden City riders.
Both sides were like two prehistoric monsters that collided fiercely.
At the next moment …
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