Chapter 297
Chapter 297: Explosion
It was a scene of three thousand, including three hundred notorious Death Guards from the Calamity Church, against six hundred people. The difference in power was completely disproportionate. The fate of the remaining six hundred people was destined to be death, just that the exact moment of their demise was dragged out for a few more minutes.
Life became cheap with every ear-piercing, miserable scream of the mercenaries that were from various races and of different skin colors. They slowly and listlessly fell in a pool of blood. Streams of air, barely visible to the human eye, drifted upwards from the dead bodies before gathering in a corner of the mountain valley.
Han Shuo was the hand in the shadows that’d pulled the strings of this battle. With the three yin demons observing the overall battle, he sat on the sidelines in a surreptitious corner, extremely comfortable as he absorbed each burst of scattered energy. The desires of the bloodlust realm were churning, wanting to explode out. However, his rational mind tightly forced the urge down.
Lives perished as time passed. The original group of six hundred mercenaries guarding the mine were now down to two hundred. The mages in this group were ceaselessly releasing various spells. Their targets were naturally the mercenaries with the vivid colored outfits. No one would waste their magic on the Death Guards.
Adam Menlo and the experts from his family were the first few to arrive. However, they could only used magic and arrows to attack Laureton’s group in the mountain valley from a distance. They stood still as they watched their remaining family members in the valley get slaughtered.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to, but rather that they just didn’t dare!
Those elite members of the House of Menlo, who could fly in the air, were all magic creature riders. This elite army was the foundation of the family. It was a pity that their numbers were few, far fewer than the number of experts in Laureton’s Cairo mercenary band. Adam Menlo’s heart bled as he watched his family members die one by one. However, he didn’t dare to come in close to rescue them. He knew full well that once he landed, what awaited his group would be destructive blows.
He was waiting, waiting for Florida and Katar’s groups to arrive. The new arrivals would be able to surround Laureton’s group from outside the mountain valley. He was waiting for more members of the three forces to assemble and then vent their accumulated rage towards Laureton.
“Honorable father, save me!” A middle-aged man, with a face similar to Adam Menlo’s, was riding an armored Black Buffalo in the middle of the valley. His eyes flooded with helplessness as he called out miserably to Adam Menlo, who hovered in the air on his fiery bird.
Florida’s group was terrified. They even thought that this was an act from the three great empires surrounding the Valley of Sunshine, the purpose to eradicate all forces and take complete control of the Valley. Due to this, Florida naturally believed that this attack using explosives was just the beginning. Perhaps a great number of soldiers from some empire was baring their fangs at them already.
Therefore, when Laureton fled, they also chosen to flee in panic. No matter how they thought about it, they hadn’t expected this to be orchestrated by a single person, and that an attack with such a massive impact was created by just the earth elite zombie alone. This sent all of the forces into complete disarray.
The leader of a force was naturally much more meticulous in his calculations. However, not all of his followers were as smart. The majority of these mercenaries, who lived by their blades, were simple-minded fellows. The disastrous battle in the mountain valley had taken the lives of their comrades, and their enemies were now running madly around them. They didn’t think much and attacked immediately.
And just like that, the great powers still fought each other tooth and nail even as they tried to escape, due to the irreconcilable hatred between each other. The sounds of metal colliding with metal echoed outside the mountain valley, tragic dying screams resounding endlessly for a long time.
At this moment however, the culprit was shrouded in a thick, blood red mist
and was on the verge of breaking through. The Demonslayer Edge hovered in the sky above the mountain valley, absorbing the various energies in Han Shuo’s stead.