The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

"The vast Auguston Empire actually appointed a farmer who only knew how to stir up the ground as the seven-pointed star."

"The former Wolves of the North have fallen to such a wretched state!"

"Hahaha!"

The seven-pointed star of the empire is a symbol of the empire's strongest fighting force.

Among them, Spencer, who possesses the lightning attribute, is even known as the Thunder Tiger.

It is said that he once single-handedly repelled hundreds of monsters on the border with just a gun.

King Quranden even named him the Tiger of the Empire.

But this fierce tiger of the empire now lies in a pool of blood.

It has completely lost its vitality.

The entire battle lasted less than half an hour.

Alvin couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes; he was trembling all over.

Reason is useless in the face of overwhelming power.

"withdraw......"

"retreat......"

Alvin knew this clearly.

The enemies who could easily kill Spencer were not those who could be overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

Once the attack is launched, all these soldiers will become victims of his sword.

can not fight!

We must evacuate!

"retreat!!!"

Alvin issued the order.

Panic quickly spread through the army.

One of the young soldiers had already lost his courage and turned to run away.

Subsequently, more and more people even abandoned their weapons.

Looking at the army that had already abandoned its armor and weapons before even engaging in battle, Ars's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

"A bunch of cowards."

"And cowards have no value in living."

After saying that, Ars turned around, knelt on one knee facing Dunn, and opened his arms.

“Master, these soldiers are all your food.”

"I will take good care of them."

Please wait patiently.

Dunn did not reply, but the greed in his eyes answered Ars.

With his Blood-Eyed Greatsword in hand, Ars dashed away amidst a thunderous roar!

The physical enhancement brought about an absolute crushing power.

Those soldiers who fled were all livestock waiting to be slaughtered!

In the blink of an eye, Ars charged into the army.

The Blood-Eyed Greatsword exuded a nauseating stench of blood, leaving behind only blood foam and bits of flesh wherever it went!

Like the greatsword, he savored the thrill and enjoyment that bloodshed brought.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Escape!"

"Try to run again!"

"I'd like to see where you think you can escape to!"

The fully armed soldiers were no match for him.

The shield was easily shattered by the greatsword like a piece of paper, and the armor was pierced through directly.

The empire's proud forging technology was like paper before the Blood-Eyed Greatsword, utterly unable to stop Ars's advance.

Several soldiers mustered their courage and decided to fight back, but before their longswords could even touch Ars, they were cut in half by the Blood-Eyed Greatsword.

The splattered blood was completely absorbed by the blood-red pupils.

The murderous intent is stronger!

"Hahahahaha!"

"How wonderful!!"

"Owner!"

Enjoy!

Dunn raised his hands, and a powerful suction force gushed out.

Those soldiers who teetered on the brink of life and death had their blood, flesh, magic, and life force completely absorbed.

In the end, only tattered suits of armor remained.

As Ars's battle intensified, Dunn absorbed more and more of it.

Large patches of the rotting outer skin began to peel off, revealing the steel-like, gleaming skin underneath.

Subtly, magical circuits flow beneath the skin.

The once mighty army was routed by Ars alone.

The soldiers had completely lost their will to fight, shouting and pleading.

A symphony of destruction was played.

"Lord Alvin!"

"Come on!"

Several loyal soldiers stood behind Alvin, protecting him and helping him to evacuate as quickly as possible.

However, Ars had no intention of letting him get away so easily.

The Blood-Eyed Greatsword was thrown out, severing Alvin's warhorse's legs.

The warhorse fell to the ground, and Alvin was trapped underneath, unable to move.

A thunderbolt struck from the sky, blasting the soldiers around Alvin into dust. Columns of fire spewed from the ground, and the soldiers who rushed to the rescue were reduced to charred remains in the flames, their cries of agony echoing through the air.

Everything before my eyes was like a living hell.

"Don't run."

“You are the lord of a city.”

"As the city lord, I must live and die with my soldiers. How can I desert my post in the face of battle?"

Ars slowly walked towards Alvin, placing one foot on the neighing warhorse.

Then, with sudden force.

The warhorse's belly was crushed, and Alvin let out a piercing scream.

Ars's kick completely paralyzed the city lord's lower body.

The Blood-Eyed Greatsword caught a whiff of delicious blood and flew directly into Ars's hand.

The sword's edge pointed directly at Alvin below.

"Farewell, Lord of Magadan City."

"You should be proud to be food for your master."

Just as the sword's edge was about to pierce Alvin, a gust of wind swept in!

Ars reacted quickly, holding the Blood-Eyed Greatsword horizontally in front of him to block the attack. He staggered back several steps before regaining his footing.

That kick was delivered by Sugar.

Immediately afterwards, Lydia, clad in armor, and thirty members of the Moon Knights appeared.

Orina appeared in the light, slamming her scepter heavily onto the ground.

"Soldiers of the Auguston Empire, leave the battlefield immediately!" Orina radiated a divine light, with three enormous magic circles above her head.

Extremely powerful magic is brewing within it.

"From this moment forward, this area is under the control of the Papacy of Bysma!"

However, the soldiers didn't need Olina's reminder at all; they had already abandoned all their supplies and run far away the moment Ars was kicked away.

Several loyal soldiers pulled Alvin from under the carcass of his warhorse and carried him on their backs.

Before they could even say thank you, they turned and ran.

Orina didn't intend to blame them for this.

They are all pitiful people whose courage has been completely extinguished; let them go.

The appearance of Orina did not deter Ars; instead, it made him laugh even more wildly.

"I didn't expect even the Vatican would come."

"For the master, magicians with such profound magical power are the best tonic."

"I should thank you all!"

"Hahaha!"

Shug stretched his arms, his eyes blazing with fury.

Lydia drew her sword whip, her cloak billowing in the wind.