NABC Chapter 522: 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_3
Chapter 522: 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_3
Chapter 522: Chapter 42: Ruthless Bandits, Absolutely Ruthless Bandits! (5.1k)_3
Bright thunderbolts exploded, and the mountainous giant was torn and crushed inch by inch. Its flesh and limbs had lost all vitality before they even hit the ground, becoming drifting embers.
It was a success!
Watching clumps of grayish-white fluff falling from the sky, Hercules sighed with relief and, carrying a dark stone tablet left by Antaeus, walked toward the battlefield.
Seeing only the Divine Blood Heroes from the human side emerging from the dense forest, holding the belongings of their leader Antaeus, the remaining fighting will of the giants completely collapsed.
They rushed into the pitch-black fissure opened earlier, fleeing toward the depths of the earth.
“These ground rats are escaping, go!”
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Excitedly shouting, the Divine Blood Heroes plunged into the fissure, ready to beat the drowning dogs.
Seeing one figure after another disappearing into the dark abyss, Luo En quickly shouted from behind the citadel.
“Don’t chase, come back!”
This was just a small faction of the Giant Spirit Clan, and their leader Antaeus couldn’t even be considered a true Gigante.
Similarly, those currently holding up the front at Thessaly were merely some Divine Blood Heroes, mostly not even in the first line; at most, it was just Telamon, the Spartan Twins, Cainis, Hercules, and Medea who were presentable.
Even if their side had directly crushed this giant squad, both the intensity and scale of the war were absolutely not up to the level of the legendary Battle of the Giants.
Because in memory, the true Battle of the Giants required a collective response from the gods and human heroes to finally achieve victory.
So now, blindly following them, from the familiar ground into the unfamiliar abyss, what awaited these Divine Blood Heroes was evident.
However, the heroes were already delirious with their easy victory and their wilful, relaxed nature made them completely deaf to the advice from behind.
Hence, Luo En could only watch as dozens of Divine Blood Heroes rushed headlong into the dark crevice in the ground, chasing after the fleeing giants.
“Boom!”
However, before he could catch his breath, a familiar roar sounded from another direction of the Royal City.
Admetos stiffly turned his neck, looking at the clouds of dust stirred up outside the city and the towering figures emerging from the cracked earth, standing against the horizon, his face turned pale immediately.
The Giant Spirit Clan, another group!
The forces attacking Thessaly had not one, but two groups, and those led by Antaeus, like the Divine Blood Guard he had previously led, were merely decoys designed to draw out Thessaly’s main forces and trump cards.
Since when did the mindless Titans also start employing human tricks? This shouldn’t be!
This counterintuitive scene threw everyone’s mind into chaos.
“Woo~woo!”
The mournful and bleak sound of a horn rang out from the recently completed Citadel, and the Divine Blood Heroes, mages, and Priests, pulling themselves together, bit their pale lips, and took their positions at their respective posts.
Outside the city, under a blood-red setting sun, hundreds of giants with sinister smiles approached the ruined human fortress with heavy steps, their towering figures blocking the sky and the sun, casting a dark shadow over Thessaly’s Royal City.
The air was filled with the scent of death and eeriness.
“Don’t panic! If we can hold out until they return, we’ll be safe!”
Admetos shouted encouragingly, then, waving a bronze dagger full of notches, he struck it against the battlements of the city wall, letting out a hysterical yell.
“Everyone, form up—face the enemy!”
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