Lord Protector Novel

Admittedly, he had underestimated this army's strength, as concealed amongst them were at least a few dozen King Class warriors, against which the average warrior from Elites of Sole would be easily outmatched.

That was on top of the fact that they were a force made up of the Four Hidden Sects' finest.

However, with the demise of their respective heads and the disappearance of the four Ultimate Class elders, the disintegration of the Four Hidden Sects left them without a figurehead.

In the end, they were unified by the fake Ares.

An individual stepped forth when the enemy camp spotted the Azure Dragon army.

“Who goes there? Depart from these forbidden grounds and return swiftly from whence you came, or expect no mercy!”

Zeke immediately recognized him as Janus, a King Class warrior from the outer branch of the Carter sect with whom Zeke himself had crossed paths previously.

Zeke stood forward and replied coldly, “Why, have you forgotten me already?”

Janus seemed surprised to see Zeke. “Y-You survived! Looks like I've underestimated you. But do stick around since you're here today so that I may finish the job.”

“That'll depend on whether you have what it takes,” replied a scoffing Zeke.

That elicited a boisterous laugh from Janus, as though he had been told the best punchline he had ever heard. “It's common knowledge that you've imploded your life force and are now nothing more than a cripple, so I suppose the ace in your hand must be those six hundred men behind you.”

He then continued, “Whereas I have scores of King Class warriors, countless Archdukes, and the others who are the bravest and strongest around. Taking on my hundred-thousand strong force with a crew of six-hundred? You must be delusional!”

“You're welcome to test your mettle against us!” Zeke flippantly replied.

“Charge!”

Ares spearheaded the Azure Dragon in an assault on the enemy camp with a shout and engaged their counterpart in a ferocious skirmish.

The disparity in the numbers on either side was so great that the six-hundred strong Azure Dragon found themselves surrounded by their enemies from all sides the moment they moved in.

Ares gunned right for the enemy commander, Janus. “Come and meet your end!”

Alfred, too, led five King Class warriors against ten of the opposing King Class warriors.

The intensity of this battle to end all battles seemingly turned day to night and distorted time and space itself. Any ordinary person who bore witness to it would be forgiven for thinking this to be Ragnarok on earth.

It did not take long before Alfred and the five with him defeated all the King Class warriors from the enemy camp.

Before these King Class warriors, the Archdukes and the lesser enemies who remained were as vulnerable as mere insects.

The fifty-odd King Class warriors from Azure Dragon formed an extended line and cleaved through the enemy ranks like a lawnmower. They claimed one life after another while the Azure Dragon's Archdukes worked to clean up any remnant stragglers behind them.

In less than half an hour, the enemy had suffered heavy casualties.

With their ten King Class warriors all fallen in battle and the numbers of their hundred thousand strong elite troops decimated by half, the corpses piled up like a mountain.