He was a strange child, ever since he was a child.
Whoosh ~ Whoosh ~
The sound of a wooden sword appeared in Bloan's mind. He recalled how young Booth would often practice in the courtyard for an entire day. The scene of him waving his sword in the sunset seemed like it had just happened yesterday.
He was very hardworking since he was a child, even if no one urged him. As for the reason, Bloan had asked him before.
"I want to be a hero."
"Oh, that's not easy. Everyone wants to be a hero when they are young, so why do you want to be a hero?"
"I want to let the world know of the existence of the Kalis Empire. I want to be a hero, so that I can protect my homeland and not be invaded by other empires."
The handsome young man said as he dripped sweat.
Booth would never do such a thing. Bloan knew very well that he would never change. Even if he couldn't become a hero, he would still do his best to protect this empire.
And now he was half the height of the city gate. The wind that he raised made people unable to open their eyes. He was at least a dozen meters tall.
This was the first time Bloan saw magic that could turn a human into a monster. He now hated magic. He hated the person who turned his only son into a monster. He couldn't wait to eat that blonde girl alive.
"Ah!!!"
"Formation! Go up! "
The soldiers were attacked from both sides. A large number of evil spirits rushed forward like a tide. Their eyes were glowing with green flames. They seemed to be jealous of life. Once they saw a living person, they would rush forward and tear them apart.
But their bodies were still that of civilians. Even if they didn't care about the damage to their bodies and used the power of their bodies to the maximum, they were still weak in front of fully armed soldiers.
However, their numbers didn't matter. There were just too many of them.
The soldiers raised their shields to form a shield. They blocked the crazy evil spirits. The soldiers behind desperately attacked with their weapons.
"Ah!!"
With a blood-curdling scream, the soldier who had been knocked down and dragged out was immediately torn apart, losing his life in an instant. The soldiers behind him immediately rushed forward, crashing into the surging Evil Spirits to fill the empty space.
They couldn't hold on for long. There were too many enemies.
Behind them, Booth, who had transformed into a monster, was engaged in battle with a nimble knight. Booth swung his long arms and lifted up the ground, causing the knight and his horse to fly away. He caught a warhorse, crushed it, and tossed it towards the soldiers on the frontline.
The warhorse's corpse was sent flying and bounced on the ground. At this moment, Bloan appeared and cut it in half with his sword. Blood splattered onto his face, and he suddenly rushed forward like a gust of wind. With incomparably steady steps, he brandished his greatsword and slashed at the monster's right foot.
A wisp of white smoke appeared on his huge sword. His Sword Dao formed a waterfall. He had chopped off his opponent's foot, which made him feel as if he had been stabbed.
Boom!
The giant knelt down and swung his fist behind him. Bloan, who was behind him, transformed into a tornado and jumped onto his back. He used an inconceivable speed to fight wildly on his back, and scarlet blood spurted out from the tip of his sword.
"Ah!!!"
As he slashed, he roared. Suddenly, the muscles on his back expanded, and a bone spur emerged from his spine. Bloan was half a beat slower, and the terrifying bone spur pierced through his right foot, penetrating his iron shoe.
He immediately swung his sword and cut off the front half of his foot. The giant had just stood up and was about to fall to the ground. He landed safely, and then his head darkened as two fists smashed towards him.
Bang!!
The surrounding knights who were engaged in battle with the Evil Spirit felt the ground tremble. The blindfolded warhorses were frightened, and they stood up and took a few steps forward. Some of them fell from their horses, but the Evil Spirit immediately grabbed their hands and feet and forcefully tore their limbs apart.
Bloan half-knelt on the ground. He had forcibly withstood that attack, and the place where he had fought had deeply caved in. He felt that he could barely straighten his knees, and it was extremely painful. Blood dripped from his vision. The pool of blood on the ground was his.
Just as the giant raised its fist and was about to launch another attack, he raised his head and roared. Then, he jumped up to meet it head-on. Unexpectedly, the giant quickly turned around, caught up to his speed, and caught him.
He was old. If he had been young, it would have been impossible for the giant to catch him.
Bloan's right hand was exposed, and he abruptly threw out the greatsword in his hand, which stabbed into Booth's head.
He should have aimed for Booth's head, but … … he did not.
The greatsword stabbed into the giant's body, but it showed no signs of stopping. Blood flowed along his sword, and Booth's face twitched slightly.
"Damn it!!"
Bloan roared. The giant's hand clenched tightly, nearly crushing him to pieces, but he was like a piece of iron. He endured the pain, and held his breath as he grabbed the giant's thumb with one hand.
The knights on the ground charged at the giant, attacking with all their might. However, the giant's skin was extremely thick, and it seemed that he could not feel pain. Even when their weapons hurt him, the giant remained unmoved.
Just as Bloan spat out a mouthful of blood and was about to collapse, one of the knights jumped down from his horse. He had obtained a strange magic stone from who knows where. He raised it up high and chanted an incantation.
Bang!!!
Soon after, he turned into a ball of light and exploded.
The giant was hit, and it moved. It swung its arm and threw Bloan away. He smashed into the city wall, covered in blood.
He was not dead, but he had almost lost consciousness. His eyes were open, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain. He looked at the giant, but he felt powerless.
"Hahaha!! Happy, happy! Trample them to death!! Use your big feet, it's like stepping on ants, hahaha! "
That hateful voice came from the sky. That demon, that blonde female demon, she enjoyed the slaughter. She was watching all of this from the sky.
What about the wyvern army? Why didn't they do anything … …
Bloan used all his strength to look up, and saw an even more despairing scene. No one was paying attention to the battle in the sky. A strange flying creature was fighting the wyvern army in the sky. The corpses of wyvern soldiers and wyverns were either hanging on the city wall, or falling into the houses.
The battle in the sky was equally tragic. Who exactly was the enemy?
He did not know, but he felt regret. He saw the soldiers on the frontlines desperately resisting. They were also the sons of their parents, and Bloan, as a great general, had let them fall into such a situation because of his own selfish desires.
He had made a mistake, and perhaps this was the last time, but he felt incomparably remorseful.
"General!"
A few soldiers rushed at him, but the giant sent them flying with a slap.
Bloan opened his mouth, and stretched out his bent and trembling hand.
"No, no, someone, someone, please save them, anyone, I beg you, God! Please save them. "
Speaking of the Silver Weft Road, the city gate suddenly shattered with a bang, and a dazzling light appeared.
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