Chapter 404: Sweeping Everything Aside

Chapter 404 Destructive Momentum

A tempest-like murderous intent swept across the entire battlefield.

The shouts of the soldiers shook the heavens, as if to tear the very sky and earth apart. The weapons in their hands gleamed with a cold light, and every swing brought forth a shower of blood.

The noble lords were even more at the forefront, leading the charge, their silhouettes appearing exceptionally brave and fearless under the reflection of the flames of war.

"Puff!"

A soldier's longsword pierced into the enemy's chest, but this time there was no familiar scene of spraying blood. The pierced enemy not only lacked any expression of pain, but even raised his longsword to stab back. Instantly, blood splattered, taking away a vibrant life.

From yesterday to today, Kabir, Sandro, and others had already publicized Ronin's intelligence regarding the killing of the Witch Soul Race. It was just that knowing was one thing, and actually arriving on the battlefield with too many various influencing factors made casualties inevitable.

However, Ronin's intelligence was indeed effective. At least many people reacted, cooperating in pairs to chop off their opponents' heads.

"There are too many of them."

The Flame Flow Sword unleashed scorching fire, and a single slash brought down a row of enemies.

But Ronin keenly discovered that the first wave rushing up were all cannon fodder. Barrington and others had consciously slowed down by half a beat, avoiding the momentum of the first wave.

"Wanting to use these people to consume our physical strength?"

The battle qi around Ronin's body erupted, forming a fierce wind that dispersed the miscellaneous soldiers rushing forward, and then he quickly traced the spell lines.

Hum~

The air trembled for a moment, and the power of the wind element condensed into a translucent arrow, shooting out at an extremely fast speed.

Puff! Puff! Puff...

Just like skewering candied haws, the Heart Piercing Wave directly penetrated the bodies of all the enemies ahead, charging toward Barrington in the battle group.

Those hit enemies, if they were human, fell to the ground severely wounded; if they were cannon fodder of the Witch Soul Race, they directly turned into powder.

"Hmm?"

Barrington had already observed Ronin, and seeing the soldiers ahead suddenly turn to ash at this moment, he immediately realized the opponent had used magic.

"Seventh-tier magic, Heart Piercing Wave!"

He shouted loudly, the aura of darkness and fire enveloping his body, condensing into battle qi armor, as the greatsword in his hand also slashed toward that translucent "arrow."

With a bang, the explosion of the two forces produced a huge impact, directly blasting Barrington down from his horse.

Ronin frowned slightly. The Heart Piercing Wave had penetrated quite a few enemies along the way, to the point that its power was weakened; otherwise, the opponent should not have been able to take this magic attack in such a rush.

Just then, a knight brandished a greatsword and charged toward Ronin.

He sensed slightly; the opponent's body lacked that eerie black energy, which indicated the opponent was a normal human.

With a sweeping strike, Ronin directly knocked away the longsword in the opponent's hand, and then kicked out. The immense force sent the opponent flying, crashing into the crowd behind, immediately bringing down a large swath.

Before him, there was not a single one capable of fighting.

However, Kabir and the others did not appear as relaxed as him when they were besieged.

Particularly the Bronze Knight Rieg, as the current representative of the northern territory's combat power, became somewhat passive when besieged by two senior knights and a crowd of cannon fodder.

Fortunately, the members of the northern territory's knight squad were nearby, relying on each other.

On the other side, Barrington, with lingering fear, retreated while directing the cannon fodder to charge.

He could not believe there was actually a Great Archmage on this battlefield, and he even more could not believe this Great Archmage turned out to be the once-worthless Ronin.

Tynan followed over, questioning loudly, "What on earth is going on? Aren't they immortal? How did they die?"

Barrington looked at Tynan like he was an idiot, "Does being immortal mean one truly cannot die?"

"You!"

Tynan only felt he had been fooled, but at this time, whatever he said was too late.

Watching his subordinates in fierce battle with Victorino, Marvin, and others, he had no choice but to draw his sword and move forward.

Unfortunately, a sharp red glow pierced through the crowd and sank into Tynan's forehead.

"Uh..."

The power of the flame flash battle skill compressed to the limit seemed to be even stronger than the Heart Piercing Wave. Tynan only had time to make a single sound with his throat before falling straight to the ground with a loud thud.

Raidar's figure appeared at the right moment. The Scorching Sun Knight on such a battlefield was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, eating at will.

Barrington trembled all over, roaring in his heart: What the hell is going on? Possessing this army that is difficult to kill, shouldn't he have the advantage? How did the people opposite break through the defense line so quickly and fight their way right in front of him?

Raidar's cold eyes swept over Barrington, "Those who surrender to the Witch Soul Race all deserve to die!"

Just as he was about to strike, Ronin, who was moving and killing on the battlefield relying on the Flash Step of Wind, also approached, "Raidar, leave this person to me."

Raidar stopped his steps, "Yes, my Lord!"

After speaking, he turned and joined a new battle.

"Ronin?"

Barrington's tone was full of doubt, "No, you are not Ronin!"

"I am Ronin, the grandson of Rulance."

Ronin transformed his body into a phantom, arriving in front of Barrington, and slashed down with his sword.

Barrington raised his sword to block, and even with both hands gripping the hilt, the immense force pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe.

For this strike, Ronin had held back his power; otherwise, the opponent would likely have been injured by his own sword.

"Before you die, I want to ask you, how exactly did Selena die?"

Barrington let out a burst of strange laughter, "What, even now you still miss this dead fiancée? She was precisely by you..."

Humph!

Ronin delivered a kick, striking the opponent's stomach under circumstances where the opponent had no room to fight back.

"Forget it, I was just a bit curious. Whatever the truth is, it is no longer important to the current me!"

Barrington, falling heavily to the ground, only felt the gap in absolute strength. Such a large gap was not something he could make up for by possessing a body of the Witch Soul Race.

"This is absolutely not the power and speed a normal Meteor Knight can possess. How old is he? How could he have such strong strength?"

Seeing the situation was unfavorable, Barrington turned to flee.

As he scurried away, he reached out into his pocket, took out a green wood horn, stuffed it into his mouth, and blew it fiercely.

An eerie sound spread throughout the entire battlefield, as if a certain mechanism had been unlocked.

The soldiers of the lowest "Shadow Mist tier" of the Witch Soul Race roared toward the sky one after another, substantial black mist emitting from their mouths.

In an instant, they became extremely irritable and frenzied, their speed, strength, and degree of ruthlessness increasing accordingly. This was comparable to an ordinary person becoming a warrior who disregarded life and death in an instant, their combat power soaring!

Whish~

A burst of strong wind swept the earth, and Carlos's huge figure descended from the sky, its sharp claws directly squeezing Barrington in its grip.

"Let go of me!"

Barrington roared frantically. Having broken away from the battle group, he had actually forgotten there was still a dragon in the sky.

Carlos not only did not let go, but instead increased its strength, "I hate this kind of sound, extremely hate it!"

Pffft—

The dragon’s claws clenched with savage force, crushing the Golden Knight’s bones and pulverizing his organs in an instant.

Yet even then, Barrington did not die.

Carlos slammed him violently onto the ground, thoroughly disgusted, then opened his monstrous jaws. A torrent of searing flame engulfed the knight completely.

“Burn, you wretched thing that offends the dragon’s very soul!”

When the fire faded, Barrington had turned to ash.

Ever since he had led his troops into battle, he had dreamed of storming Radiant City in a blaze of glory—yet this fight ended before he could even strike a single blow, just like Tenny.

Ronin stepped forward. On the scorched earth remained only a human-shaped shadow, and the black horn, reduced to charred cinder.

It wasn’t that Carlos’s fiery breath was especially hot—it was simply that the horn had been made of common wood.

“If this horn truly controlled the Witch-Spirit soldiers…”

Ronin glanced toward the battlefield. Though Barrington was dead, the mindless foot soldiers still fought on with undiminished ferocity.

In mere moments, they had already thrown the noble alliance and knightly infantry into disarray.

“First, end this war.”

(End of Chapter)