Another eighty men thus drew their last breaths on a foreign battlefield.

Tears finally trickled down Levi’s face.

Exemplary men of Erudia!

You are a true hero! Every one of you!

More guilt and hatred seized his entire self.

Why did it have to become like this?

Protected at the cost of multiple lives while not being able to do anything himself?

He was increasingly tormented at the awareness that he was incapable to fight.

He didn’t want more lives to be lost.

Warriors from both the West and the East had fallen.

At long last, an opening had become more visible across the street.

The sacrifice of the fallen warriors had paid off.

Not a single one of them died without a smile on his face.

“Attack!”

“Avenge our brothers from the East and the West!”

The Dragon Warriors of the South and the Heavenly Guardians of the North dashed forward. They continued to breach into the enemies’ turf and expand the passage opened up by the fallen heroes.

The tables had begun to turn. It’s as if the deaths of the warriors were a sacred sacrifice that had been received by the gods above. Levi’s men started to gain the upper hand. Perhaps the gods’ blessings had descended on them. Little by little, the remaining killers from Northgale Prison were forced backward as they pushed on.

In a split second, the fleet had advanced another hundred meters.

The sudden commotion had caught the attention of the Harbinger of Death once again.

“Bunch of trash!” He berated in anger.

on

war

taken aback at

they already on the losing end since

their lives

Such frightening zeal!

still in shock and

Whyre they doing this?

All for a cripple?

A traitor?

now useless

he really

understand the men’s devotion to their leader and their beloved

was something outcasts and murderers like them could

“Onward!”

them all! We’ll soon make it

and slashing his blade. His eyes

busy as they launched their strikes in all forms

kicks cascaded down

Musketeers and the

all knew how great

who had fallen

fellow men who were

had finally gained the advantage. They wouldn’t let themselves back down or waver at any

Boom!

Pow!

Wham!

continued. More

The vivid red that had covered him along with dust and debris, had made his aged white crown appear even

just as wounded if no less, albeit there

lost a leg. Neither of them moaned; each continued to fight with

complete spectator. He quietly swore to never forget this sight – the dead and

the pride

fought with

with iron

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