night of slaughter (3)

Rascal's Guard.

With the gates collapsing and his comrades dying, he chose to leave and run away despite hearing the orders of Count Pablo.

Even in the Kronos Empire, not everyone was brave.

After all, since it was a country made up of the same human beings, there was no choice but to have deserters like guards.

'Roman Dmitry is a devil. At this rate, everyone will surely die.'

lately.

Rumors about Roman Dmitry were horrendous.

On the battlefield where he appeared, there was a brutal massacre that left no grass left, proving the fact that his progress was not just a battlefield ghost story.

In fact, seeing his colleagues assassinated provoked fear.

In the Empire's law, desertion was a felony so serious that it could even annihilate his family, but when he saw Rascal burning all over the place, he quickly ran towards the 'secret passage' without realizing it.

First, I wanted to live.

When the entire Rascal is engulfed in flames, then it will be too late.

A small opening made by digging the bottom of the castle gate was the only way out of this hell.

crawled like a dog

It was messed up in the muddy soil, but the guards who finally reached out were sure of their own survival.

spatula-

that.

It was the last memory.

As soon as he raised his head, the sword blew off his neck, and the guard could only get out of the castle with his bright face.

Chris looked down at the guard's corpse with a cold face.

There was a fierce battle going on inside Rascal, but there were not a lot of people who tried to desert without knowing it.

"Ignite all the secret passages you have identified beforehand. Except for the master, no one shall escape from this place alive."

Okay.

tuk.

gurgling gurgling.

I threw a torch into the passage.

Thanks to the pre-lubricated oil, the fire spread quickly, starting a corpse and engulfing the aisle with flames.

So Chris completely blocked the escape route.

It was agreed in advance with Roman Dmitry, and while he was running out of time, he subdued the guards at the gate and set it on fire.

And even blocking the secret passage was Chris' role.

Chris set the fire and stepped back, looking at the blazing Rascal and remembering the conversation he had with Roman Dmitry.

"We will return the suffering Dmitry suffered in the way the enemies did."

At that time.

The servants felt embarrassed.

Although he had been through a lot with Roman Dmitry, infiltrating the heart of Kronos and avenging them was another matter.

But no one questioned it.

Even if it was impossible with common sense, it was Dmitry's way of life to be prepared to die if Roman Dmitry ordered it.

And now.

Things went as planned.

Roman Dmitry alone lured 10,000 troops, and Rascal was engulfed in flames while the enemies were vigilant.

Chris heard the magic communicator.

beep.

"The first plan was successful. Group 8, after confirming the enemy's movements, proceed with the second plan immediately. keep in mind It is important that this plan be handled secretly and quietly. If even one person is discovered during the operation, then do not hesitate to abandon the second plan."

[Reception complete.]

[Reception complete.]

.

.

messages flooded in.

Chris put down the magic communicator and looked at Rascal without hesitation.

from now on.

It was Roman Dmitry.

* * *

Count Pablo's expression hardened at Bento's report.

" what?

"The exit route to the outside is completely blocked. It seems that I have fallen into a trap. Roman Dmitry clearly intends to lure us in and lock 10,000 troops in this fire pit."

"What nonsense is that!"

It felt like the thought circuit had stopped.

He believed that he would soon be able to deal with Roman Dmitry while leading the army, but when he saw a report like a thunderbolt in the dry sky, Count Pablo fell into the depths of despair.

If Bento's report is true. In the flames that spread to Rascal, 10,000 troops could do nothing and be annihilated.

It was absolutely unacceptable.

If I knew the other person's intentions, things would be different from now on.

"Is there any other way out?"

"There is no general way out. However, in the case of the North Gate, the wall is older than other places, so there is a way to use magic to break the wall and get out. The problem is that time is vital to using this method. When Rascal is completely engulfed in flames, then there is no way he can get out of this place."

I know. For now, give up Roman Dmitry's pursuit and order the entire army to retreat.

"I will obey your orders."

Things have changed.

With the heat coming from all directions, Count Pablo clenched his teeth and chose to retreat.

'Roman Dmitry. What a terrifying existence.'

Dmitry's plan.

Everything was beyond common sense.

In a situation in which the decision to attack Rascal in the first place was shocking, Roman Dmitry came up with a plan to swallow up 10,000 troops with a small number of troops.

He seemed to understand why the kingdom of Hector was reversed from the favorable situation.

A bold decision like now was an area not known in general tactics textbooks.

Roman Dmitry.

It was a monster.

The Kronos Empire needed to get rid of him no matter what.

"All troops retreat!"

"Through the North Gate, we will exit Rascal."

gave the order

With Bento and the 7th Knights at the forefront, he clenched his teeth to survive.

By the way.

Suddenly people stopped walking.

In a situation where the wide alley was jam-packed, Count Pablo roared through the crowd and went out.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"It's Count Pablo! Open the way!"

Even in the midst of extreme chaos.

The soldiers opened the way.

And when he finally secured his sight, Count Pablo doubted the reality in front of him.

"Roman Dmitry !"

he.

Surrounded by blazing fire, he was blocking the way to the North Gate.

* * *

It was an unrealistic scene.

Thousands of troops could not advance because of just one.

Count Pablo exclaimed.

"Roman Dmitry! How long are you going to run away cowardly? If you're a true warrior, let's stick together fairly, not in this cowardly way! The Kronos Empire will accept any challenge at any time!"

while screaming.

There was no expectation that Roman Dmitry would respond.

Not responding head-on was a natural decision, and if the soldiers advanced, Roman Dmitry would disappear into the flames.

I heard from Valhalla how monstrous Roman Dmitry was.

On the way to Dmitry, many soldiers were killed by his sword, and if you look at the faces of the dead, he was not something that could be simply dismissed as a 'person'.

However.

1 million people

With this large number of people, the main force will arrive in a little while.

Despite the fighters taking place on the land of Kronos, Roman Dmitry showed a dignified attitude.

By the way.

Rather than retreat, Roman Dmitry took a step out of the flames.

"Do you think this fire can't handle me?"

Of course! Don't you think I don't know your intentions! It must be a plot to lock 10,000 troops in a fire pit while the time is running out. but there is no rush I, Count Pablo, will not fall for your wicked plans."

"If you think so ."

evil.

gurgling rumbling.

The fire was pushed out.

At first, it was hard to approach, but at Roman Dmitry's will, there was enough space for thousands of troops to attack at the same time.

The power of fire magic obtained from the underground space was strong.

He showed absolute control over fire, and from the moment Rascal borrowed the power of a fire horse to burn, all the flames in this area followed Roman Dmitry's control.

10,000 troops.

There was a simple way to deal with the enemies.

If they exploded the fire, there was no way for them to withstand this scorching heat, already engulfed in flames.

the problem is.

That alone wasn't enough.

For revenge, the process was important as well as the outcome.

Roman Dmitry said.

"I promise. If you defeat me, you will be able to come back alive from this fire."

It was an arrogant statement.

Even in the face of this many troops.

Count Pablo couldn't contain his anger at the remarks that seemed to look down.

"You cheeky bastard. All troops, attack Roman Dmitry!"

bursting voice.

At the command of Count Pablo, the troops of the Kronos Empire rushed towards Roman Dmitry in unison.

* * *

It was spectacular.

The crowd rushing in like a tide, Roman Dmitry rushed towards them equally.

Kwareung.

Quiet rumble.

"Attack at the same time!"

die!

Murder was rife from all sides.

At the forefront, the aura swordsmen belonging to the 7th Knights lit up the aura, and the explosive aura seemed to devour Roman Dmitry at once.

There was no fear. The 10,000 troops filling the space gave him a strong conviction that this battle would end in victory for the Kronos Empire.

Moment.

'One herb meal in the middle of the Celestial Sword Method.

Quang.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

People's faces turned to astonishment.

When the leading force and Roman Dmitry met, the knights of the 7th Knights were annihilated at once.

It was an unbelievable sight.

The aura that erupted explosively disappeared without a trace, and Roman Dmitry appeared through a thick layer of dust.

People knew then. What kind of existence Roman Dmitry is.

In order to defeat this monster that overwhelms Barbosa, he had to prepare for countless deaths, even if it was a ten thousand force.

Papa.

Quiet rumble.

It was a speed that could not be caught by the eye.

Roman Dmitry slammed in and slaughtered the leading force, and in a blink of an eye, blood was splattered in a space full of Imperial soldiers.

From all sides, arms stretched out towards Roman Dmitry.

The soldiers attacked without covering their heads, bodies, and legs, but they and Roman Dmitry felt the speed of each other differently, as if intended, they all blew out the attack with a staggering difference.

palak.

hair fluttered

The moment he met Roman Dmitry's sharp eyes, the Aura swordsman knew that he was going to die instinctively.

hooked.

"Cruckle."

asked for a blood bubble.

Then Roman Dmitry grabbed his hair, stabbed him in the heart from behind and threw him to the floor as if he was throwing trash.

A series of situations caught my eye.

Despite the apparently overwhelming number of troops rushing, they fell one after another as if blocked by an iron wall.

eyes twitched.

blood was hot.

In a situation where only one man had to hunt down one, it seemed as if one raging man was slaughtering ten thousand.

Quang!

Quiet rumble rumble.

caught in the explosion.

The Celestial Swordsmanship was manifested, and things that were supposed to be human until now were torn apart.

The soldiers were terrified.

At first, they only believed in numbers and attacked them, but from the moment the number of those who died exceeded four digits, they could not rush in.

The present Roman Dmitry showed no sign of collapse.

Ten thousand troops say they have a definite advantage, but he did not know how many more he would have to die to corner him.

series of situations.

Bento rushed in with an evil face.

die!

Quiet rumble rumble.

There was a storm of aura.

A five-star aura appeared, and he attacked Roman Dmitry with all his might.

believed

only once.

The moment it cracked, Roman Dmitry would be torn to shreds by the hyenas.

No matter how great he was, it was impossible to defeat this large number of troops in the land of Kronos.

Other members of the 7th Knights also contributed.

As they unlocked their innate power, they unleashed an aura that overwhelms those around them at the cost of a rapidly burning life.

And then.

poof.

torn out at once

Bento and other knights, just like ordinary soldiers, collapsed in a normal blow.

Bento's consciousness faded.

it didn't make sense

Common sense, fighting like this was impossible.

' surely.'

in blurred consciousness.

realized late.

At first he thought that Roman Dmitry was using fire to devour Rascal's forces, but when he met him directly, his judgment was foolish.

Roman Dmitry's intention was not to rely on fire in the first place.

It was certain.

The fire is only used to block the escape route.

Roman Dmitry was directly about to slaughter ten thousand troops.