Chapter 767 - Two Options

The earth rose high into the skies, forming boulders that were each two meters wide.

It took time, but not long later, dozens had formed before erupting into a blaze of black-red flames. The searing heat alone seemed to want to melt the city to ash.

Even without Leonel saying a word, the rebel army felt their blood boiling.

There were no words of rage, none of fury or animosity. Even with this goal they had been working toward for years, praying for, for decades… There was still nothing that needed to be said.

Actions spoke far louder than words ever could at this moment.

This was indeed Armageddon. It was a judgment day for The Capital and its nobles who had had their foots on their throats for centuries.

It was finally their turn to return the favor.

The meteors descended toward the gate in a blaze of fire.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

stood tall for centuries came crumbling down. A Gate which had never been

continued to stand before the army, his chest

they weren't there to begin with. When this figure

and ragged. His hair could only be described

the last. The fact that there were no anti siege tactics prepared by The Capital was odd enough. It was even weirder that there hadn't been a

rocks before dropping down

far too long sitting. The crackles and pops that

to make those of the army take this man far more

hair back and spitting at

a sword appeared in his hand. Despite the fact they had been observing him from beginning to end, no one had been

a spatial ring, they obviously wouldn't react like this. But, there was not a single spatial treasure on the man's body.

fact they could think this at all could only mean

to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just anyone is worthy to fight my lovable bastard of a King… You get the gist of it right, hurry up mister General

Was this person issuing a challenge? Or were they acting out a comedy skit? What the hell

his horse not far from Leonel's back, also frowned. Challenges were rare on the battlefield but not to the point that they never

army with the least amount of hassle. It was also a good chance to lower the momentum and morale

of equivalent status. It was one thing if it was Alexandre who had issued this challenge… But where had this homeless man come from? Who was he to challenge

out a hand before Rollan could say anything. He simply walked forward, leaving

Swift, I

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