Chapter 429 Liberation 2
Sparks appeared in the air as sharp weapons began to clash, and blood from both sides began to spill along with the many bodies that collapsed in conditions that were often dire and gruesome.
GROWL! CHIWIIK!
The orcs started going crazy as the battle hit the peak, slashing the enemy's body with their axes in unmatched ferocity. While the overloaded orcs that were there no longer needed weapons to slay the barbarians, they easily separated the heads of the humans from their bodies with only their bare hands, causing shower of blood rain over their own bodies
Meanwhile, plasma rifles were fired from a farther distance by the space knights who are in charge of aiming from the top of the tower. The orcs that were hit by the plasma gas couldn't escape death anymore, their bodies instantly shattered.
The rain of arrows from the Asgardians also hit the bodies of the grotesque creatures one by one on the battlefield. Although not infrequently the arrows miss and actually hit their own warriors.
In the midst of this chaos, a particle gun managed to hit King Ivasaar's body who was flying above the battlefield, preying destruction upon his enemies. The electric current immediately enveloped his body, but of course the resulting wound didn't affect him much, who is a Full Moon magus.
With explosive rage he immediately maneuvered in the air, it was at that moment that the silver sword blade was swung at a high speed that could not be seen with the naked eye. In an instant, a streak of silver appeared in the battlefield and dozens of heads from his enemies were rolling on the ground.
On the left flank, while ferociously roaring the high orc Karra lunged at the barbarians using his glaives. The screams of his victims echoed equally loud through the air as their bodies were torn to pieces as if by wild beasts.
SPLAT! SPLAT!
BOOM!
"You might win this battle, but you are not winning the war!"
What he had just done was sending an order to use all the remaining power in the cannons to blow the army away. However, as soon as he turned around to look at the tower, he was shocked to see that his space knight warriors, who were guarding the weapons, had been replaced by a single individual – a white-haired elf carrying a human head in his hand.
The figure flew and threw the severed head of Jarl Malakai, causing it to land several feet from the captain's lying body. The man seemed to have met his death swiftly, as evidenced by his wide open eyes.
"Who are you?!!"
The white-haired elf immediately descended from the sky and walked towards Captain Theron calmly. "I am the King of Arcadia."
At first, the human captain glared in surprise, but then his expression suddenly changed again. He grinned widely. "Good. It's good that you're here. The right choice because you will soon see the slaughter of your own people. I'll kill them all!!"
Tristan replied with a mocking smile. "Which people? I think your prison is already empty."
The man was stunned. "Impossible!!" he shouted in disbelief.
Hearing those words, Captain Theron was compelled to turn in that direction. There, he saw several space knights casually walking out of the city.
"Useless! Why are you guys here?! You should be guarding the prison!!!" His anger peaked
Tristan couldn't help but shake his head hearing that. He snorted softly. "Don't scold them, they are just following order" With a smile Tristan added "Mine."
The man quickly noticed the change in his subordinate's hateful expressions as he stared into their faces. Unbeknownst to him, they were already affected by The Blood Elf spells.