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!

which had never been opened to

didn't give the order to charge. He continued to stand before the army, his chest wide, his back straight,

they weren't there to begin with. When this

this man looked as though he had been living on the streets for several months. His clothes were beaten, ripped, dirtied and ragged. His hair could only be

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 single person

over the rocks before dropping down awkwardly

back in an exaggerated manner as though he had spent far too long sitting. The crackles and pops that sounded from his action were so loud that they

make those of the

slinking his hair back

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

ring, they obviously wouldn't react like this. But, there was not a single spatial treasure on the man's body. It was as though the sword had really popped up

hair back revealed a devilishly handsome appearance. If he wasn't so dirty, he would truly be a lady killer. In fact, the fact they could think this at all could only mean that the dirt and grime

Blah, blah, your General is weak, he should fight me to prove his worth. Blah, blah, not just anyone is worthy to fight my lovable bastard of a King… You get

speechless. Was this person issuing a challenge? Or were they acting out a

far from Leonel's back, also frowned. Challenges were rare on the battlefield but not to the point that they never happened. But, it was rare for the supposed

taking out an important member of the opposing army with the least amount of hassle.

one thing if it was Alexandre who had issued this challenge… But where

hand before Rollan could say anything. He simply walked

I presume?"

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255