Chapter 84
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Chapter 84: The Death of Kalian
"Master!"
A loud shout echoed in the Night Demon Army. Bell turned towards the sound, but her pupils shrank to a pinprick the next moment.
In the nearby dense forest, a devastating flood was rushing towards them.
The swift current reached the Night Demons in the blink of an eye.
Wherever the water flowed, the trees along the way were crushed, stones tumbled, the ground shook, and all living things were swept away.
The astonishing power of nature was vividly displayed in that moment.
"A flood? How is that possible? At this time of year, how could there be a flood?"
"How can that be…?"
"Could it be that a seventh-tier water spellcaster has appeared among humans?"
The Night Demon Soldiers stood frozen in place.
It was a fear of the power of nature, a fear that all living things are born with.
"Lennon!!! You designed me!" Bell was the first to react, shouting at the barely breathing Divine Knight and quickening his steps to rush forward and cut off his head, but he was pulled back by his own officer.
"Lord Bell, we must go, retreat, hurry and retreat!"
The officer shouted to the soldiers behind them.
The Night Demons realized what was happening and swiftly mounted the Giant Toothed Lizards, rushing at full speed out of the hollow.
"Retreat? Is that even possible?"
Just then, Leo’s figure appeared among the trees along the lowland on both sides.
Beside him stood not only the soldiers of Viscount Carter but also Order Cultists and the disbanded troops gathered by Kalian along the way.
These disbanded soldiers may have been poor in direct combat, but they would not hold back when it came to beating a fallen enemy.
"Soldiers! Listen to my command! Spellcasters, cast your spells! Archers, shoot your arrows!! Kill!"
"Kill!!!"
Golden light shone in the forest as fireballs, holy swords, and arrows poured down without counting the cost against the Night Demon’s guards.
The soldiers of the North Land unleashed all their fury at that moment.
They sought revenge for their fallen comrades.
They want to fight, to protect their families by fighting.
They want to win, to win for the glory of North Land!
"Kill!!"
"Don’t let these beasts escape the low ground!"
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Amid the shouts, the Night Demons were overwhelmed.
With enemies in front and a flood behind, they finally felt a long-lost fear.
"Damn it!"
"Get out there, damn it!"
"Charge!"
Bell shouted continuously, trying to urge his soldiers to run even faster.
But the Night Demon Cavalry could not increase their speed at all under the assault of arrows and magic.
The Giant Toothed Lizard’s poor mobility was also clearly revealed in this situation.
Faced with this deadly crisis, they had no way out.
In the end, the cold flood engulfed Knight Lennon’s stone, catching up with these weary Night Demons.
It dragged them into the river of death.
"Damn it! Cursed humans!"
"Cunning! Treacherous!"
"Wow!!"
In the river, these Night Demons screamed and howled, making their final sounds in life.
The water of the Winter River during the long winter is the coldest, piercing to the bone, and after a while, it will cause life to lose its warmth and die.
Not to mention, on the shore, there were human soldiers shooting at the struggling Night Demons.
"It’s over," Leo tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
Raindrops fell from the sky at the right moment, and lightning flashed across the heavens.
A storm was coming.
"Does Mr. Leo not like his masterpiece?" Kalian’s voice came from behind.
Leo turned his head and saw the worn face of the female mechanic.
To melt the ice as quickly as possible, she and the Order Cultists she brought were exhausted.
"No, it’s not that I dislike it, I just think… it would be better if this flood could drown all the Night Demons," Leo said with a bitter smile.
"Uh…" Kalian was surprised by Leo’s answer and paused for a moment.
She had thought Leo would be proud of this victory, but now it seemed that this man didn’t take the win seriously at all.
And even Leo himself was not aware of this fact.
"Mr. Leo, don’t worry, there will be opportunities later," Viscount Carter said with a bright smile, punching Leo gently on the chest. "With you here, we will surely win this war."
After these battles, Leo, in the eyes of his soldiers and himself, began to resemble the King of North Land, Duke of Tersk, more and more.
These soldiers instinctively believed that Leo could never make a wrong decision.
Such blind faith on the battlefield can be deadly, but it is also a necessary foundation for building a great army.
"Yes, there will be opportunities." Leo smiled, looking at the cold water surface. He took out a flask and poured the last of the strong drink into it, "Mr. Lennon, you are a true warrior. I raise my glass to you."
Hearing this, the proud generals showed sad expressions.
Yes, in this battle, although they wiped out the Night Demon’s guards, they lost a sixth-tier knight in the process.
This… was a tragic victory.
The generals and soldiers placed one hand on their right chest, touching their hearts, to show the highest respect and sorrow for Lennon.
However, among these sorrowful people, there were no Order Cultists, and Saintess Fleur was not included.
They were just cold.
They looked at the lake’s surface, completely feeling no emotional waves.
"Absolute Rationality, how ironic." Leo苦笑, and from his mind came Miss Skuld’s displeased feelings.
Indeed, Miss Skuld was sent by him into the lake and transformed into the essence of Mucus.
Leo wanted to retrieve the body of Knight Lennon; he did not want this warrior to be lost and alone.
Additionally, he hoped Miss Skuld could take this opportunity to eat as many Night Demon bodies from the lake as possible. If there were beautiful Night Demon ladies, she should devour them for future needs.
But clearly, the cold lake water made Miss Skuld very uncomfortable; she kept mumbling angrily about how "Master must reward me well tonight," "I want to press Master down and rub him," "I want Master to know what true pleasure is," and similar things.
This made Leo unconsciously cover his lower back.
"Anyway, Mr. Leo, we won," Kalian stepped forward, held her head high, and her red hair flew in the wind, "This is a great beginning, isn’t it?"
"Yes," Leo focused his mind and blinked, "Indeed, this is a great beginning."
"Leo," the female mechanic looked at him, "what should we do next—watch out!"
"What?" Leo was startled, feeling a rush of air come from his side.
He turned his head and saw Captain Bell of the Royal Guard jumping out of the cold lake water, looking at him with the fiercest eyes.
And the long spear that should have been in Bell’s hand was already flying through the air.
No, it shouldn’t be called mid-air; it should be called — in front of Leo.
"Only you, only you, the commander of Winter Fortress! You must die! Hahaha! For the glory of the Night Demon!"
"Leo!"
"Mr. Leo!"
"Master!"
Three cries sounded at once, but Leo could not move; he was trapped by Bell’s magic.
There was no way to escape!
Leo instinctively closed his eyes, holding the Water-shaped Sword in front of him.
With a sound like "swish."
The noise was like a hot knife slicing through butter, causing Leo to shudder, but he felt no pain in his body.
He instinctively opened his eyes.
In the next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
Ms. Kalian, the noble and steadfast second heir of North Land, stood in front of him.
A sharp spear pierced through her body, stopping just inches from Leo.
"Leo, are you… okay…"
The female mechanic turned her head, showing him a gentle smile.
"I have told you before, Mr. Leo, your life is very important to me."
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