Scarlet red blood and minced meat of different sizes were scattered all over the formation that was split in half, even the greenish gray stone road changed color.
Silence.
Whether it was Wealth Temple, Thorn Temple, or the noble guards further away, every single one of them looked at the figure that dashed past them blankly.
They saw the figure turn around.
They saw the figure draw another greatsword that looked even more ridiculous.
He watched as the figure charged towards the Wealth Temple's knight once again.
"This … This?"
"Is he courting death?"
One of the noble guard leaders cried out in shock.
In fact, everyone else was looking at the scene in disbelief.
From their point of view, the young man who appeared out of nowhere should have met up with Thorn Temple and relied on the result of the ambush to gain a bigger advantage.
"Hmph!
Arrogant and conceited!
Did he really think a single successful ambush would allow him to underestimate the Wealth Temple Knight formation? A man like him is dead meat if he falls into the formation! "
The noble guard leader who mocked Kieran before spoke again when he saw the figure being swiftly drowned by the Wealth Temple Knight.
The other noble guard leaders couldn't help but nod in agreement.
They wouldn't refute their comrade's point of view.
Other than Kieran's actions being suicidal in their point of view.
There was also a heavy sense of jealousy.
Why was Kieran able to charge into the battlefield at such a young age?
Yet they had to grind and grind, the most they could do was to escort the owner of the house to go hunting?
It wasn't fair at all!
"One fluke and he forgot himself!"
"Maybe he thinks he can fight a hundred alone?"
"Yeah, maybe that's what he is thinking!"
…
Amid the vicious words, the noble guard leaders showed disdain on their faces.
They almost instinctively avoided Kieran's display of strength that they couldn't catch up to.
After all, from their point of view, Kieran would be dead meat if he returned to the battlefield and charged again.
What use was a dead man, no matter how strong he was?
However, at the next moment, their mocking expressions froze on their faces.
The figure that should have been drowned once again appeared on the battlefield.
The Wealth Temple Knight who charged up and drowned Kieran.
It had been slashed apart!
Under the sharpness of [Arrogant Word] and [Elmerius Sword], the seemingly indestructible armors, blades, and spears of the noble's guards were sliced in half along with their owners.
Kieran didn't stop and continued to charge forward.
The two giant swords in his hands were like ordinary swords. They danced like the wind, bringing with them a terrifying whistling sound.
The sound of wailing could be heard continuously.
Severed limbs flew in the air.
There were many Wealth Temple Knight's broken at the waist.
Blood flowed like a river.
But!
No one could stop Kieran's footsteps.
The street might seem narrow but it was just enough for Kieran to swing his greatswords around. Kieran was like a meat grinder, sweeping everything from the end of the street to the spot where he just appeared.
Then, Kieran turned around again.
Once again, he charged back.
However, it was different this time.
None of the noble's guard leaders who were watching from afar dared to utter a word.
They shut their mouths tightly, clenched their teeth and suppressed the urge to vomit in their chest with a pale face.
However, when they saw the organs spilling out from the chest and smelled the bloody stench that kept drilling into their noses …
Ugh!
The noble's guard leader who mocked Kieran was the first one who couldn't hold it in anymore, throwing up.
After the first one, the second one followed.
It was like a chain of dominoes.
Vomiting sounded everywhere.
A sour stench rose up to the sky.
The unusual noise and smell seemed to have attracted Kieran back to Thorn Temple.
When Kieran turned his gaze over, the noble's guard leaders who were already weak from vomiting were scared to the point of staggering back, some even fell to the ground.
No, they were cowards.
It was because Kieran was too scary in their eyes.
Hundreds of Wealth Temple's Knight, including the Knight Captain who was sliced in half by Kieran before he could even report his name, were slaughtered in such a short period of time.
That's right, it was a massacre!
Anyone who witnessed the battle wouldn't think it was a battle.
Slaughter was the most appropriate description.
Kieran, who caused all of this, was not a butcher in their eyes.
The one who slaughtered the livestock was a butcher.
However, the one who slaughtered his own kind without batting an eyelid wasn't a butcher.
It was …
Asura!
The blood-soaked asura!
Kieran who was covered in other people's blood, his sword and mantle were dripping with blood yet he didn't care at all.
Kieran's young face instantly turned ferocious and terrifying in the hearts of the noble's guard leaders.
Especially when Kieran walked towards them, fear started to spread in their hearts ceaselessly.
The noble's guard leaders unconsciously stepped back.
Those who fell on the ground even used their hands and feet to crawl back.
Fortunately, when they retreated far enough, the terrifying asura didn't chase after them. Instead, he turned around and headed back to Thorn Temple.
One of the noble's guard leaders heaved a breath of relief.
He didn't conceal the lingering fear in his heart, neither did he conceal the frailty after escaping death.
Everyone else at the scene shared the same feeling.
Their ugly and shameful faces made them unwilling to gather together anymore, neither did they dare to recklessly comment on a 'small fry' that appeared out of nowhere.
"I have to go back and report to the head."
After one of the noble's guard leaders left, the rest of the noble's guard leaders swiftly vanished from the temple district.
However, some of them didn't leave.
The priests, deacons, and Knight who were also in the temple district.
They didn't participate in the battle between Thorn Temple and Wealth Temple and were looking at Kieran with interest.
There were praises.
There were appreciations.
There was calmness.
But most of them were coldness.
There wasn't a lack of hostility either.
Not only the mortals, even the Gods who showered their brilliance in the temple district were quietly watching Kieran who shone brilliantly on the battlefield.
"Very well!
This is a true warrior! "
The God of War, Moanke laughed out loud.
"Mm.
His valiant bearing is worthy of praise. "
The God of Valiance raised his hand and shone down a stream of light, washing away the blood stains on Kieran. At the same time, he sensed Kieran's faith in Lady Thorn.
It wasn't fanaticism.
It was tenacious enough.
"What a pity!"
The God of Valiance didn't conceal his sigh.
"Why would such a person believe in Vanessa?
"Look at him on the battlefield. He should be my believer!"
The God of War even shouted angrily.
The Gods around him were looking at him coldly.
Then, they saw Atrina.
She walked over to Kieran and stood beside Kieran quietly. Her face was smiling but her eyes were filled with worry.
"Very well, not bad at all."
The God of Love, Nilliusu, said with a soft and pleasant voice.
The God of Valiance sighed again.
This time around, the God of War wasn't as angry as before, he was looking at Kieran with a heavy reluctance.
The indifferent Gods around him smiled.
Then, they turned their attention to Thunder Temple.
The reason why they were paying attention to the battlefield wasn't because of Kieran.
It was because of the battle between Lady Thorn and Lady Wealth on the battlefield.
As for Kieran?
He was considered an unexpected shining point.
Even if a mortal performed well, he was still a mortal.
The Gods were the main characters of this world!
Kakroom!
A loud thunder rumbled.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Then, the clash between the two great consciousnesses stopped.
The clouds dispersed.
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