Winner Takes All

Boom!

Boom!

The two bloody corpses precisely smashed down right onto the mercenaries in front of Debut.

In an instant, there was a series of miserable screams.

The mercenaries fell one after another. Only few were spared.

He had a feeling of hope as the gloom before his eyes was cleared.

In the twinkling of an eye, the remaining mercenaries were in a state of dumbfounded.

No one had expected that these two corpses would fall from the sky and knock over most of them.

They were distracted in this moment.

He grabbed the opportunity and slashed them directly using his light sword which brought up a piercing wind.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

He wielded his sword, bringing up a spray of blood.

All the mercenaries trembled as the severe pain on their bodies made them to show a look of horror.

They just fell into the snow together as he retreated with his sword.

"Ah!"

After he killed several mercenaries, he felt delightful all of a sudden.

He wiped the blood from his face and looked at Jack who was being surrounded from all directions.

At this moment, Jack's image seemed to soar as if the mountains on the ground.

He might have become a corpse now, just like the few mercenaries who fell in front of him without Jack's help.

"Kill them!"

At this moment, there was a wild gallop of war horses and war cries came behind him.

Debut shuddered and turned his head. At once his scarlet eyes sparkled.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

In his line of sight, Cole Sanchez and Yarol who had escaped were riding their war horses and charging towards this side.

Both of them wielded light sword in their hands, intended to kill the enemies and looked determined to die.

"Hahahaha... good to be back and good to be here! Let's follow Jack and Sergeant White! Kill them together!"

Debut laughed out loud excitedly.

On the battlefield, only teammates would never betray!

"Kill them!"

He wielded his sword and felt enthusiastic. As Cole and Yarol reached, three of them formed a row and charged towards the mercenaries as if they had defeated the enemies.

On the other side, Achilles just broke out of the encirclement and was about to enter the crowd again and started to kill people.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Cole and Yarol who had returned.

He didn't feel surprised and also enthusiastic as Debut.

He asked in a stern voice, "Have you asked for help?"

"Sergeant White, we've requested for help. As long as we hold out until reinforcements arrived, we will be saved!"

While Cole answered loudly, he was riding across his war horse, wielding his sword and charging towards where Jack was.

"Good!"

Achilles shouted and two mercenaries who were approaching him were killed and flew off with the Dragon Cavalry Sword in his hand.

Then, he controlled his war horse and charged into the battlefield again.

Debut and Yarol covered each other and fought with the mercenaries around them.

With the return of Cole and Yarol, they could have a breath for a while.

Outside the battlefield, Timur who wore an animal skin robe, standing in place with a stern look.

Looking at the battlefield whi

was full of people, Achilles's voice seemed to lingered in the ears.

However, Timur showed a disdainful and contemptuous smile, "Waiting for reinforcements? Achilles, did you really think that five of you can survive until the reinforcements reached?"

He rubbed his temples resignedly and his brown-green eyes were full of indifference. He looked at all those people as if they were dead.

"Seek for help? It's simply bullshit! Even if Zenith Harol personally came with a war machine, he would never be able to save you as your deaths were just a matter of days when facing a siege of five hundred people!"

"Roar!"

The words hadn't yet finished.

Suddenly a sound like the roar of a beast was heard once again in the brutal battlefield.

His pupils constricted. His disdain and contempt expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by uncertainty and fright.

He was the only person who didn't involve in this battle as he watched it from the perspective of a spectator.

As the saying goes, the spectators see the chess game better than the players.

No one knew the situation on the battlefield better than Timur.

Achilles wielded the sword on his horse and rampaged through the battlefield, seemingly in a powerful and dominant manner.

However, Timur thought that Achilles was far inferior to Jack, who was standing in place and killing the enemies in all sides.

Achilles was indeed domineering. He faced very few mercenaries when he was rushing to kill on his war horse and it was normal that he could display such a domineering scene with his strength. But it was Jack who stood in place and faced the enemies from all sides, gave him a shock.

Jack had been standing still, moving around and dealing with enemies on all sides from the beginning to the end since he charged into the battlefield. The mercenaries that he needed to fight against were many times more than Achilles!

Even so, Jack was still Killer God!

"Shawn, you're such a fool. There's such a Killer God existing in Achilles's team and you didn't even mention a word about it. After you joined under Wolf, I'll definitely settle a score with you!"

Timur's gaze changed, hesitated for a moment, then picked up his mobile phone, started to film Jack who was on the battlefield and murmured softly, "Perhaps this person can be shown to Wolf to have a look as he is such a brave Killer God. If Wolf can think of recruiting him to the foreign tribes, certainly he will become a great killing weapon in the future!

Timur murmured softly, but his gaze at Jack turned a bit fiery.

He had recruited Shawn to his command using money and beauty before.

How would it be difficult to recruit a mere soldier?

As long as Wolf agreed, he didn't mind leaving Jack alive at the end.

Once a new soldier who was like Killer God could be incorporated under Wolf, he would definitely become the sharpest weapon when we start the war against them in the future!

Both soldier and general were sharp weapons!

At this moment, Jack's eyes were already blood-red and his evilness was like a huge tsunami that was constantly released from his body.

As he wielded his Dragon Cavalry Sword, his exuberance and evil smile was getting stronger.

His strength had been growing steadily every day after training on the Sky Dragon Routine. Although it was not growing by leaps and bounds, he could feel that his strength was increasing.

The hard training he had done on a regular basis had finally came to fruition.

As the Dragon Cavalry Sword whistled and buzzled, it was like the Reaper's Scythe, quickly reaping the lives of mercenaries who were swarming around.

A single graze was enough to seriously hurt a man, not to say a solid slash!

The weapons in their hands were so fragile than when he wielded the Dragon Cavalry Sword brazenly, a single head-on collision would result in their weapons to be half-broken, then followed by a death. The smell of blood went to his nostrils continuously.

The blood and fresh continued to spray on his body as each mercenary was slashed.

He had already become a bloody man while the blood was as if a big invisible hand, gently pulsated his nerves.

He didn't feel any discomfort, on the contrary, he had a feeling of exhilaration when he was concentrated in this crazy slaughter.

However, a cry of alarm exploded like thunder.

"Be careful, Jack!"

Buzz!

At the same time, he suddenly felt the wind whistling and surging on his side.☐☐