Chapter 596 - v3c361
v3c361
Requiem(11)
After the fireballs, hordes of Imps began to move out from the side of the portal. These monsters, which were no taller than human children and whose bodies were as crimson as fire, could not be considered an army at all, but they were already able to swarm the place through their sheer numbers. Brendel hugged Amandina while he looked up and saw a densely horrifying ocean of dark red. It was as though all the red on a painter’s palette had spilled. But this time, the red was surging up.
Countless Imps with fleshy wings stumbled as they flew dozens of meters high, and the entire battlefield elevated into the air like a sudden tsunami. The Imps were like locusts as they blocked out the sun and sky while continuing their surge forward.
The noble’s daughter was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing, her fingertips whitened as she gripped Brendel’s shoulder. In the blink of an eye, the roaming Imps swooped down like a giant wave. She was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes and turned her head towards Brendel’s chest.
“Prepare for battle!” Brendel roared.
The knights raised their heads and prepared for the first attack. ‘Long live the kingdom!” “Long live Aouine!” Nobody knew who was the first to shout that out, but the few weak voices were drained out by the overwhelming screaming in the area.
Everyone’s heart stirred immensely.
This was a hero’s dream that everyone had. Reality had stopped the pace of the men and women, but until that moment really came, everyone could laugh, cry and shout to their heart’s content as if life and death meant nothing anymore. Worries would turn into sincere feelings that would be vented out. The knights were going to sacrifice their lives for their country; even if they had only a second to shine, it would be a moment for them to cherish for eternity.
It bit into the air. Brendel had already crawled underneath its head. He released Amandina’s shoulder from his left hand and struck upwards, which hit the three-headed Hellhound’s neck with a blow.
Unlike the Hellhounds, the three-headed Hellhounds themselves had taken much longer to become the leader of the Hellhounds. They had experienced countless battles and were far more experienced than their lower-class counterparts. As soon as Brendel got under its belly, it immediately came back to its senses and opened its mouth to spit.
An ordinary knight would have been spat on already. Unfortunately, the one the three-headed Hellhound was facing was Brendel. The young lord knew it even better than the creature itself, and with an upward elbow strike, he suddenly sent the three-headed Hellhound’s spit back that it went back into its stomach, and the monster whImpered. The pain made the three-headed Hellhound unable to fight back at all. Brendel then took the opportunity to stand up and directly lift the huge creature upwards. At the same moment, with a slash of the Halran Gaia in his right hand, he sliced the three-headed Hellhound clean into two from its torso.