Chapter 56.4 : The Death
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The arrows covered the sky like “dark clouds” with pointed tips, almost like stars at nighttime, flying towards the bridge.
“Tink!Tink!Tink!Tink!”
These arrows made for penetrating armor were harvesting all the lives wherever they were falling. The arrow heads were like the tip of the Grim Reaper’s sickle and had pierced through all the armor and obstacles in their way, even denting huge holes on the bridge.
The arrows had no emotions, they whizzed down on the bridge volley after volley, endlessly killing every soldier left.
Soon, there weren’t any lives on the bridge. The enemy soldiers who were wounded and whining and crying moments earlier couldn’t be more dead now. Every corpse had a ton of arrows attached to it; the white fletching made them all look like hedgehogs.
The silver masked knight stared at that figure.
Finally, what he wanted to see happened – that demon had finally stopped moving. Arrows were pierced into every part of his body, he looked like a giant chicken with all the feathers from the arrows sticking out. Soon, “Tink!”, the sword and shield fell out of his hands and disappeared when they hit the ground,and “Bam”, that figure had finally collapsed to the ground..
“Dead, Hahahaha! Finally dead……He is finally dead!”
The silver masked knight shivered as he laughed crazily. He stooped and teared up while continuing laughing, unclear if he was happy or sad. To the last, he continued laughing as he kneeled to the ground. His voice became hoarse and filled with madness as his laughing turned into crying……
His grasped the grass on the hill where he was standing with his hands; and tears rolled off of the silver mask uncontrollably.
Finally dead.
That man was finally dead.
But his three thousand elite troops were also finished. Not only did they suffer heavy casualties, but the soldiers who survived were all frightened to death. They didn’t have any courage left in them to hold their weapons and step on a battlefield again. What made him even more mad was that he had lost more than half of his personal black knights who were all one star warriors, not even mentioning that the three-star warrior Landes also lost his life in the battle.
The silver masked knight was pushed to the verge of mental breakdown by that beast.
On the battlefield, after seeing that figure had finally fallen down, the enemy soldiers all held on to their neck and started breathing heavily, as if the Grim Reaper had let go of his grasp on their lives. The mountain like pressure that was on their minds had finally lifted and the shadow of death disappeared. Some enemy soldiers went insane. They laughed as the tears rolled down their faces.
Before this, they could never imagine that one man, only one man could dismantle an entire army.
The mysterious mage was enraged, but after he saw the collapsed expression on the silver masked knight’s face from afar, he held back his anger and decided not to argue with him. After thinking and changing expressions, he order a couple transfixed soldiers beside him: “You guys, go move that corpse and bring it to my tent.”
The majesty of a mage had called back the souls of the soldiers who were almost going to break down. Quickly, a couple strong soldiers rushed over to the corpse that was full of penetration arrows, lifted it up, and followed the mysterious mage back to his tent.