Philone City Soldier (4500, request for pursuit reading)_2 32: 31.
Philone City Soldier (4500, request for pursuit reading)_2 “Oh?”
The flames behind him grew increasingly fierce, and one by one, more figures emerged from the forest, surpassing the number of male goblins encountered before, but their height was clearly not the same.
The last to come out were a group of female goblins, around one and a half meters tall.
They were in a sorry state, their clothes burned to the point of barely covering their bodies, yet they still stepped out with their arms spread wide.
Behind them, one could faintly see the silhouettes of children hiding behind their mothers.
This was the last vestige of a tribe.
Fisher frowned, his gaze growing deeper, and the temperature behind him rose.
But the leading officer smiled, then waved his hand to signal his subordinates to open fire.
There was no need for an order, as his soldiers had long since grown accustomed to the routine, and before the officer’s hand even dropped, a barrage of bullets was unleashed upon those defenseless female goblins.
As the female goblins fell, screaming incomprehensible words that Fisher couldn’t understand, they frantically shielded the children behind them.
But just like their husbands and sons, their flesh bodies soon ceased to breathe and collapsed onto the ground.
The soldiers reloaded for another round, and after all the female goblins fell, those naive, unaware children began crying, rising from their mothers’ sides and looking around blankly, spotting other surviving children.
Behind Fisher, a fiery meteor suddenly exploded, rushing out from his carriage in an instant, blowing his hat into the air.
But faster than the wind, a red figure spun at high speed in mid-air, like a top, rushing through the ranks of people.
Wherever it passed, soldiers were knocked flying, their firearms shattered and fingers fell onto the ground, stained red with blood.
“Wait, reserve formation!”
The soldiers in the front ranks descended into chaos, but were quickly reorganized under the command of their officer, forming a line facing the thick smoke produced by the movements of the red meteor in the gap left by the burning forest.
Behind them, the great fire broke the tall trees, and right then, by the side of those bewildered goblin children, a tall, red Dragon-man stood breathing slowly, her eyes seeming almost ablaze as she watched the soldiers in the distance.
Fisher’s hat fell back into his hand; he blew the dust off it and watched Rafael in the distance in silence, though his hand cane was now placed at his feet, unnoticed.
“That’s a Dragon-man Species!”
The officer noticed the long, red horns on the head of the female and, of course, also saw her scale-like armor spreading open.
“You humans, even killing children!
Rafael roared, and her entire body unleashed a massive amount of steam before igniting like a meteor, charging towards the humans pointing their guns at her.
The bullets that hit her steaming body immediately produced a piercing sound of friction, with sparks flying everywhere.
Rafael grunted deeply but still pushed her way into the crowd.
In an instant, the sounds of bones cracking and blood flowing were unending around her as soldiers were thrown into the air and landed harshly on the ground.
“Officer, I request to use that!”
The officer silently nodded and took a ring from his hand, whispering softly, “Fall.”
He then threw the ring with force, and in mid-air, it lit up with a four-ring green light.
Under the illumination of the green light, the rapidly moving Rafael suddenly came to a halt.
She clenched her teeth as her steam-covered body crashed into the ground, with her claws digging in at the moment of impact, causing the ground to crack open like a turtle’s shell.
It was Gravity Magic…
Rafa clenched her teeth and struggled to move a step, but the next second, a torrent of bullets poured onto her steam shell.
This was an army of hundreds of people, and even if Rafael had knocked down half of them, the subsequent bullets, one per person, would be enough to overwhelm her.
She yelled in anger as several bullets penetrated her steam shell, grazing her body, and the hot blood flowed from her wounds, further enraging her.
The scales on her body suddenly lit up as bright as the sun.
But the next moment, a man’s voice rang out, causing the soldiers to hesitate.
Next to their officer, Fisher swiftly grabbed the officer’s neck from behind; he appeared non-threatening, but the officer’s face turned purple as if he was about to suffocate.
“Stop firing at her, or he will die right away.”
The remaining soldiers hesitated for a moment but eventually lowered their guns.
The glowing scales on Rafael also dimmed down as she gasped for air while still looking at the surrounding soldiers with eyes full of hatred.
“Alright, let her come here, and I will let your officer go.”
A path was cleared for Rafael.
She walked slowly back to Fisher, who then released the officer in his grip, allowing him to walk back.
“You dare to collude with the demi-humans; do you think you can still return, sir…”