441: Chapter 206: Divine Weapon Descends_2 441: Chapter 206: Divine Weapon Descends_2 Soldiers looked up at the sky where Divine Thunder descended.
In the dim shadows, giant wings spread wide, resembling the envoy of a deity.
Garnier heeded the call, his Magic Gun charged with electrical arcs soared like lightning into the sky, and was again seized by its master.
The roaring Griffin swooped down, its beastly claws grabbed the twitching Giant Bat Ghost, pulling it up into the mid-air, shrieking as it tore the foul-smelling prey from shoulder to tail into two halves, like ripping a cloth doll, and threw it out.
…Tumbling from the clutches of the Giant Bat Ghost’s foot claws, Yevan steadied his body, struggling to lift his head from the ground, looking up at the monster that slayed the Giant Bat.
The dazzling thunder still extinguished from its back, another refracted light, then fell from it—
…Olivia, loosening the straps, kicks off the saddle nimbly, flipping high from the passing Griffin’s back.
The plummeting knight girl swung her Heavy Sword as she fell mid-air.
The heavy battlefield sword, like a Siege Hammer, cleaved the upper half of the Corpse Ghost into splattering gore.
With a clang, the girl bent her knees slightly to cushion the blow, her steel boots steadied as she landed, then using the recoil she stepped forward, her petite frame clad in armor, charging at the Corpse Ghost ahead like a storm.
The thundering Iron Boots moved faster than a charging horse.
Amidst the fray, the warriors could only see streaks of silver light darting past.
The Victory Blade, slashing and cleaving in her hand, was like a slaughtering storm sweeping over the walls.
A flash of cold light passed by, and before a desperately fighting soldier could blink, he saw the three-headed Corpse Ghost pouncing toward him sliced in half at the waist.
In the slaughter’s periphery, Olivia saw another warrior cornered by several Corpse Ghosts, she sidestepped and picked up a long spear from the ground, kicking the shaft’s end with a crouch.
The whooshing spear shaft transformed into a giant arrow, nailing the row of Corpse Ghosts dead against the citadel’s stone wall.
The girl in the Scale Armor Battle Skirt didn’t employ refined swordsmanship against formidable enemies.
The wide swinging battlefield sword was now meant for killing as many enemies with every strike.
Dismembering, chopping limbs, beheading…
the brutality surpassed that at Karon Battlefield was unreservedly exhibited by the girl.
In a breath and a blink, the Corpse Ghosts climbing up the northern battlements were nearly wiped out; behind the footsteps she trod, only swathes of blood-spattered limbs and torsos remained.
The Corpse Ghosts and Corpse Demons leaping towards the knight girl couldn’t delay Olivia even for half a second.
Facing the Undead foes, the merciless knight girl had fully unleashed her strength, only to save as many living souls as possible.
She urged herself to be quicker, even faster, slashing tirelessly at every Living Corpse within her sight.
Yevan painfully picked up a long sword, propping himself up to stand, staring in horror at the petite knight’s silhouette that resembled the true Grim Reaper.
Or rather…what is that?
Pushing up his faceplate, he spits out the blood in his mouth, looking up again at the giant beast-ridden knight soaring over the battlements.
…Whatever it is, or whoever, they are now the hope for us to survive this moment.
“It’s War God Agares!
The War God has sent His Envoy!!”
The young knight roared exhaustively at the warriors.
“Thunder God Novadin has brought down the lightning!
The gods have not forsaken us!”
“—For the War God!!!” As if grasping a lifeline, soldiers in despair also cried out, placing their last hope on the ancient primal faith…
Jerking the reins, Leon atop the soaring Griffin, raised his Magic Wand.
As Leon destroyed one, Death Claw changed direction, the Griffin’s giant claws swept over the wall, grabbing another ladder along with its Corpse Ghosts, lifted it into the air, and with great effort, threw it towards the besieging Corpse crowd.
In soaring flight, suddenly, he heard the sound of flapping wings coming from behind.
Leon turned into the wind, spotting what seemed like a dark cloud rising from the battlements, dozens of Bat-winged Corpse Demons pressuring towards him.
He immediately pulled the reins letting the Griffin ascend sharply, the king of the skies’ climbing ability quickly left those clumsily flapping Corpse Demons far behind.
Of course, this was not to escape…
Speed and height are powers in aerial combat.
The Griffin, rolling and diving, plunged like a dive bomber into the “moth” formed dark cloud.
Savagely tearing through, its four beastly claws, enormous wings, and sharp eagle beak, carrying tremendous power, directly knocked down seven or eight Corpse Demons from the sky.
The Griffin flapped its wings, soaring steeply, Leon steadied his saddle ready to repeat the tactic.
Focus, I will broaden your visibility.”
Hearing Lola’s voice, Leon immediately abandoned ongoing entanglement with the Corpse Demons.
The support from him and Olivia momentarily stabilized the city wall’s defense line, but this was still futile.
Just the two of them could not save the townspeople amid the vast wave of Undead, the town’s fall was only a matter of time.
He understood clearly the moment he made the decision to try and save this place.
However, according to Lola’s judgement, such a scale and number of Undead, without a manipulator, cannot maintain this orderly, military-like assault; left to their own, savage souls would only descend into chaos.
This widespread, seas of corpses must harbor one or several Mages controlling them…
if those are killed, perhaps the people in this city can still be saved.
Feeling the Magic Technique in Lola transferring Magic Power to his eyes.