Chapter 594: Chapter 557 On the Verge of Collapse Chapter 594: Chapter 557 On the Verge of Collapse After such a long time, the Magic Stones had been mostly transported underground, and Orton had begun charging the Moving Fortress. So, for Rocky and the Guard Corps, there was only one thing left to do, which was to wait, wait for the Moving Fortress to finish charging!
But as easy as it sounds, it was incredibly difficult to do…
By this point in the battle, everyone on the ground had reached their limits, including Rocky!
At this time, Robin had already led the Void Magic Squad to split with Rocky and join up with the struggling Guard Corps. With the number of Demons increasing, the bombardment’s effectiveness dwindled. Not to say that the Fleet’s support was not still sharp, but when the number of Demons far exceeded the death toll that the bombardment could cause, its power became ineffective—regardless of it not having decreased.
As a result, the pressure on Rocky, who was at the very front line of the battle, and Robin’s Squad, doubled. They went from facing dozens of Demons initially, to hundreds later on, to now an uncountable number.
Under these circumstances, Rocky had no choice but to have Robin lead the team to retreat. They could no longer remain here, fighting hordes of hundreds of Demons; they could only fall back.
In fact, when Robin led the remaining eight squad members away, the original ten-member squad had been reduced to eight; two Void Magic Warriors had fallen in the recent battle! Furthermore, Rocky hadn’t even been able to find the bodies of these two warriors; their bodies and Armors had been trampled under the Demons…
And with Robin leading the remaining seven members back to the Guard Corps, the front line of the battle was left with only Rocky himself.
Facing hundreds of Demons around him, Rocky couldn’t see anything else. All he could see were the terrifying gaping maws and the bloodthirsty fangs inside them. The bloodcurdling roars that filled his ears only added to the immense pressure he was under.
It reached a point where Rocky couldn’t deliberately aim for the Bull-horned Demons to attack; all he could do was to keep swinging the Scythe in his hand, reaping the lives of Demons as if he were cutting grass. Eventually, he suddenly felt the Scythe grow heavier. Looking closely, he realized that its sharp edge was now covered in dried blood, which had solidified onto the edge due to the prolonged battle. Though this didn’t affect its sharpness, it certainly added weight to the Scythe.
If even Rocky was in such a predicament, one could imagine the situation of the Guard Corps.
Facing an ever-increasing number of Demons, the Guard Corps’ formation was long scattered, teetering on the brink of collapse!
The sound of Magic Energy Bullets firing incessantly echoed across the battlefield. Though the noise couldn’t be heard from the outside, Raphael, piloting the Tank Armor, was firing while roaring within the cockpit.
Despite his position as a tank armor pilot, requiring him to remain seated within the cockpit, Raphael had given his all for the battle because he always remembered what Rocky had told him before the fight commenced. Rocky had said that the performance of the Tank Armor would be crucial in this battle!
Remembering this, Raphael had been firing incessantly since the Demons first appeared, and by now, he had killed at least sixty to seventy Demons—perhaps even more—on his own.
Yet, no matter what he did, the number of Demons showed no sign of dwindling; instead, they grew more numerous, and the situation on the battlefield worsened. Having experienced many battles, Raphael knew this was the outcome of a prolonged struggle with the Demons, and all he could do was to continue killing more, as many more as possible!
With that mindset, he had depleted the magic energy supply for his Magic Energy Cannon and Magic Energy Beam; now he could only keep firing Magic Energy Bullets at the surrounding Demons. This caused more and more Demons to accumulate around him, and what was more terrifying was that they were mainly Bull-horned Demons…
In the midst of continuous firing, Raphael suddenly felt a violent shake, and then a bull-horned demon rammed into his Armor. Before he could react, another violent shake occurred as a second bull-horned demon collided with him, followed by a third!
The three demons simultaneously slammed into the side of the Armor and grabbed onto the chassis, roaring as they pulled with their combined strength. Astoundingly, in an instant, they flipped the tank armor, over three meters tall!
With a thunderous crash, the tank armor tumbled to the ground, and Raphael inside the cockpit, utterly helpless at this moment, could only quickly open the hatch and leap out as it overturned.
Splash, Raphael hit the ground as he jumped out, and as he swiftly got to his feet, he realized he was surrounded by a group of bull-horned demons…
One, two, three, four, five… Standing up, he found himself circled by five bull-horned demons, and they were all bull-horned demons!
In such a dire situation, Raphael instinctively drew his side sword, but he was very aware that he was already doomed; against the formidable bull-horned demons, even when piloting the tank armor it would take a great effort to kill just one. Now, ‘unarmed’, facing these monsters, there was simply no chance of winning.
At the very moment he drew his sword, the five bull-horned demons let out a collective roar and charged at him together!
As he saw the demons rushing toward him, Raphael knew it was over… But even though he knew he was going to die, he didn’t forsake the dignity of being a warrior. Instead of being intimidated, he yelled furiously and charged with his sword toward the closest one!
As a warrior, he would die like a warrior!
Charging head-on at the bull-horned demon, he used the momentum of his sprint to roll and dodge the attack, then leaped behind the demon and struck with his sword!
As the sword fell, there was a clang as if it had struck iron. The blade bounced off the scale armor and seemed ineffective, but then, incredibly, the large body of the bull-horned demon collapsed to the ground with a boom — had it been killed by the sword?
This unbelievable turn of events left Raphael with his eyes wide in disbelief. He looked incredulously at the corpse of the bull-horned demon, then at his own sword in hand. Could it be that he had slain the demon with one strike?
Of course not, because as he regained his senses and looked around, he realized that the other four demons encircling him had also fallen at that very moment. Observing the corpses of the demons more closely, he noticed their scale armor was undamaged, without any trace of cuts, except for a bloody hole in each of their eyes.
The sight of the bloody holes in the demons’ eyes made him understand instantly. He quickly looked up and soon spotted a figure in the distance in the sky — undoubtedly Dusa!
Although when Raphael caught sight of Dusa she was shooting arrows in a different direction, there was no doubt that she had just saved his life, killing five bull-horned demons in a blink of an eye, each with a shot to the eye that ended them instantly!
“This girl…”
After glancing at Dusa, Raphael let out a slight smile, then immediately ran toward the direction of the Guard Corps.
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