NABC Chapter 372 Battlefield
Chapter 372 Battlefield
Brat," Leo cursed immediately, ready to take action as he moved his hand.
"Even if you're from the Greater Lord Crystal, as long as I don't kill you, it doesn't matter..."
While speaking, he had already made his move.
"Huh?" Leo waited in anticipation, but no mana in his mental space could be used, as if it had been sealed away.
By the time Leo realised the situation and frantically looked around, Aur had already taken another step forward.
A bone-chilling sound echoed through the surroundings as Aur's veins visibly bulged. It felt as though his body was being torn apart again.
After Aur withstood this immense pressure, his gaze slowly grew dazed.
Leo looked at Aur's state, and his face filled with reluctance. After all, he wasn't some ancient monster but just a thirty-year-old man.
While his mind could be considered mature, it wasn't fully developed in some ways. His entire life had been spent in one place, practising almost constantly.
It was equivalent to being a shut-in, with little to no experience of the outside world.
Not to mention, all the resources had been funnelled toward him since he was young, and he had held absolute authority from birth and could do anything he wanted to, especially since he had the talent.
If that didn't make a person spoiled, nothing would.
Leo glanced back at the people staring at him. Their gazes were filled with envy; some looked at him warily, others with reverence, and a few with extremely unsettling looks in their eyes.
"I can do it," Leo muttered, finally gaining some confidence as he noticed the reverence in the eyes of the people behind him.
Leo slowly took a step forward, and immediately, a bone-crushing sound echoed through the air as his muscles tore apart.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, the heart-wrenching pain overwhelming him.
"Ahhh..."
His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, his screams echoing throughout the place. Then, before everyone's wary eyes, Leo's body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist. The crowd watched in horror, drawing in sharp breaths at the gruesome sight.
"Huh?" Aur glanced down, seeing a mass of corpses littering the ground, almost forming a gruesome carpet in the ground.
He could see their hearts, guts, and intestines scattered everywhere.
With every step he took, the organs were crushed beneath him, the sickening stench growing even more unbearable. The battlefield felt eerily similar to one he had seen before.
"Hmm, what should I do here?"
He scanned the battlefield, his crimson pupils searching for anything.
For a long time, he found nothing, his brows furrowing in frustration.
Though many soldiers fought around him, none of them seemed to hold any clue about how to escape this illusion—or whatever this place was...
Aur's eyes suddenly darted forward, locking onto a group of soldiers who wore the same blue armour as him, each adorned with a distinct pigeon symbol.
In mere seconds, they were being cleaved in half.
Their cries turned to screams of terror as they fell.
Aur squinted, focusing on the carnage, and finally saw the culprit—a brawny man wielding a massive greatsword. His face twisted into a crazed expression, sneering as he effortlessly cut down the soldiers.
As Aur watched, the madman suddenly halted his greatsword mid-swing, just before it was about to cleave another soldier.
The brawny man turned toward Aur, his lips curling into a sneer, and a terrifying aura radiated outward, instantly paralysing all the soldiers nearby.
"Tier Four wizard, no... Tier Four existence?"
Aur's eyes widened to their limits, feeling the presence already crushing his body.
The brawny man shot forward toward Aur with a mocking expression.
Boom!
The very earth seemed to tremble as the man reached Aur almost instantly, his form faintly resembling a bull... a bull that seemed to be the height of a planet.