Ch. 1211..1220
Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1211
A large group of people came into view from the distance.
Amidst a flurry of dust and ashes, Hades could sense a dominating presence as the group approached them at a steady pace.
Anxiety filled him immediately. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you no matter what!” He exclaimed.
Levi smiled and replied calmly, “It’s probably not what you’re thinking.”
They had just left the borders of Erudia.
It would be too early for the enemy to make a move.
Soon, the group of numerous men marched close enough that each of their faces could be seen clearly. They halted and stood a few arm’s lengths away in front of the car.
Levi smiled at the sight of these familiar faces.
“Jonah Garrison, at your service! These nineteen men with me are from the Tang Sect. We’re here to escort the God of War on his journey!”
Jonah declared in a loud voice as he and the Tang Sect fighters knelt before them.
“Four Kings of the Southern Union and the Six Slaves, at your service!”
One by one, each man introduced themselves in a similar manner as they too fell onto their knees. There were Johnny Lawrence, Jael Ellison, Yadriel Larson, Connor Hill, and the Six Slaves of Grover Cooke.
“Osborn St-Jacques of South Hampton and The Three Musketeers, at your service!”
“The Dual-Serrated Monks, at your service!”
These were the people Levi had known.
There were some new faces among the group as well.
“Drakon, Boreas, Tigris and Leon from the Northrush Clan, at your service!”
“Forty Brothers of the East, at your service!”
“Anonymous Eighty of the West, at your service!”
“Heavenly Guardians of the North, at your service!”
“Dragon Warriors of the South, at your service!”
“Twenty-eight members of the Stuart family, on our Master’s orders, at your service!”
“Thirty of us from the Meyers family, on our Lady’s orders, at your service!”
“Nineteen members of the Preston family, on our Young Master’s orders, at your service!”
“We have heard about the enemy’s attempt to overthrow your position. The God of War has been the great savior and guardian of Erudia! We offer ourselves as a shield for you on this perilous journey!”
“We’re just a handful of rough men. Ruffians like us aren’t good with our words, but we’ve always had the utmost regards for you!”
“Our country wouldn’t have been as safe and prosperous as it is today without you! You are the only true God of War in our hearts!”
The men cried out one by one.
Amused and somewhat relieved, Levi smiled.
Who could’ve predicted the way things had turned out? In the end, these “rough men” were the ones who had really come to escort and protect him.
“You should know that the journey ahead is extremely dangerous. It’s highly possible that none of us may survive.” He spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
“We came on our own accord. None of us are afraid of death!”
“We have faith that the God of War will one day regain his health and reclaim his throne! The evil ones shall not prevail! Long live Erudia!”
The men roared with their fists held high in the air.
“Very well, then. You have my gratitude!” Levi was pleased with their courageous pledge.
He gazed upon the group which had gathered before him. “Arise, men! I’ll be fine once I reach the arranged destination.”
His voice rang with authority.
“We shall escort the God of War to safety at all costs!”
A unison cry erupted from the group of fighters as they threw their fists towards the sky. Their voices beamed with full spirit.
The cheer went on for a while. As it died down, Jonah Garrison spoke, “Sir, do you think it’ll be too eye-catching if all of us were to set out together?”
Levi shook his head. “No. It’s pointless to break into smaller groups or change our route now. Our enemies would’ve already set their eyes on every one of us from the very start.”
“Alright then. Let’s fight them head-on when they come at us! We pledge our lives to the God of War until our very last breaths!”
Jonah proclaimed loudly as shouts of agreement rose from the crowd.
Levi’s speculation was right.
Tenichi had been observing every move they made.
One way or another, confrontation from the enemy would be inevitable.
They would have no choice but to face Tenichi upfront when the time comes.
Meanwhile, a tense discussion ensued in the enemy’s camp.
“Well… Looks like Levi Garrison has finally departed!” Tenichi announced. His face turned grim as he continued, “Everyone gets ready! It’s time to let that person out and do his thing.”
Everyone present drew a sharp breath. All of them stifled at the mention of ‘that person’.
Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1212
“Let’s go! Follow me to the Northgale Prison!”
Tenichi commanded as he stood up.
At this moment, they were in Northgale. It was a region right across Erudia’s borders.
It was the exact place where Levi was heading to.
Deep beneath the ground stood a desolate and mysterious dungeon.
It was a place for the most heinous and murderous captives from Bayview and Northgale.
Every single prisoner locked up here had at least killed a thousand lives.
Tenichi was looking for the strongest of them all.
That person was known as the strongest captive of Northgale Prison, who had single-handedly massacred tens of thousands. No other prisoner had ever outstripped his records.
A truly demonic murderer.
Legend had it that he had originated from an extremely wild and violent tribe.
Secluded far away from the eyes of the world, the tribe was said to hunt all sorts of animals and eat them alive. There had also been reports about human intruders who were cannibalized.
Nobody knew his name. He had always been known as the “Harbinger of Death.”
Back then, it took dozens of nations including Raysonia, Keerea, and Northgale to devise a cross-border operation to capture him. Thousands of elite fighters were involved, yet they went through countless failures and revised strategies before he was finally taken down.
He was a terrifying villain whose fighting prowess was that of an Ultimate class.
It was rare to even come across a God-class warrior, let alone one who ranked Ultimate.
Soon, Tenichi and his men arrived at the prison.
The place was heavily guarded with tens of thousands of warriors stationed throughout the compound. Heavy weapons were installed everywhere. The entire prison seemed like an arsenal of firearms on its own.
They descended lower and lower into the depths as they headed towards the cell where the Harbinger of Death was held.
A pair of gigantic metal doors stood before them. It was specially customized with a thickness of almost two meters and weighed over a hundred tons.
This was the deepest part of the dungeon, completely devoid of sunlight and warmth from above. The atmosphere was filled with an eerie air. The temperature had dropped significantly as well. Many of Tenichi’s men shuddered.
They did not even dare take a step closer.
At the thought of seeing the Harbinger of Death right behind the doors, all of them eventually stopped in their tracks.
Tenichi shot them a scornful glare. “Useless pieces of trash!” He rebuked.
He proceeded towards the cell alone and unlocked the doors. With a forceful thrust, the doors gradually swung open with a ghastly creak, followed by a heavy grunt.
Grrrrrr… Thud!
A sinister and deadly aura gushed out and engulfed the whole room.
Within the narrow cell, several metal chains were securely fastened onto a single man.
Or rather…
A beast. The aura exuding from the person was far from that of a human.
The prisoner lifted his head slowly. Beneath a messy shroud of long hair, his eyes emitted an icy, merciless flash.
For a brief second, Tenichi felt as if somebody had gripped his neck.
“What do you want from me?” The prisoner sneered.
His voice was extremely hoarse.
It sounded like the deep growl of a vicious beast.
“I’m here to give you a chance to freedom.” Tenichi answered as he regained his composure.
“Hm?”
The Harbinger of Death glared at him suspiciously.
He had been held in this cold, dark place for four years.
An offer of freedom at a time like this?
“I’ll set you free on one condition – kill somebody for me.”
Tenichi returned his stare calmly.
The Harbinger of Death let out a raucous chuckle. “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll bring you all another disaster?”
An Ultimate-class demon would never be controllable once he’s freed.
It would be an almost impossible feat to recapture him.
And of course, someone like him wouldn’t obey anyone’s instructions.
“Fret not. Firstly, I’ll have you drink a special poison before letting you out of here. Secondly, the person I want you to kill…” Tenichi paused and gave a teasing smirk.
“… Is none other than Erudia’s God of War, Levi Garrison!”
The Harbinger of Death’s eyes lit up at that name.
“Agreed!” He exclaimed immediately with a wide grin, revealing his horribly jagged and crooked teeth that were as sharp as a beast’s fangs.
Knowing well who the target was, there’s no need for him to hesitate.
Tenichi ordered his men to bring the poison and watched as the demon gulped it down.
The Harbinger of Death wasn’t the only one given the poison.
It had been distributed to every other prisoner, whom Tenichi had set free under the same condition.
“Go! Bring me the head of Erudia’s God of War! Hahahaha…”
Tenichi’s laughter echoed throughout the dungeon.
Hundreds of vicious killers rushed out of Northgale Prison in an instance as the Harbinger of Death led them.
Evil laughter and frenzied screams filled the air as the freed prisoners poured out of the gate.
Very soon, destruction would once again strike the world above them.
In order to annihilate Levi Garrison, Tenichi would go to any lengths.
His hatred towards Levi was beyond measure.
Even his men shivered at the sight of the crazy mob scrambling out towards the ground above. As much as they had obeyed Tenichi, they could never fathom such an act of cold-blooded tyranny by their leader.
It was sheer terror!
Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1213
On the other side…
Levi and his group drove across the desert land at full speed.
They had to make it to the designated town as fast as possible.
The God of War would be safe once they sent him there.
The journey was unexpectedly smooth.
It seems like no one is coming after all. Jonah and the others thought to themselves.
Came to think of it, who would want to go after a man who was crippled and exiled?
He wouldn’t pose a threat in any way.
Even a five-year-old child could kill him with ease.
What’s the point of wasting a few countries’ resources just to get rid of him?
Everyone began to feel relieved.
At last, their objective would be fulfilled without much trouble.
Levi would be safe.
“God of War, we’ll be entering a small town soon. It’s barely thirty kilometers from your destined location! We should be safe once we make it past this town!”
Hades said.
“Alright… Tell everyone to be on guard. Something feels off to me.” Levi warned.
His right eyelid had been throbbing the whole time.
The town ahead seemed oddly quiet and lifeless. There weren’t any signs of a single civilian on the streets at all. In fact, the atmosphere felt sinister.
Much to his dismay, he couldn’t move an inch at this moment.
How he wished it were just a pretense.
Alas, it’s undeniable that he’s disabled for real.
He began to worry.
He didn’t wish for any of the men escorting him to be harmed.
Before he could worry longer, the group arrived at the town.
It wasn’t a large settlement. Only one main street could be seen, spanning an estimated length of three kilometers.
Screeeech!
The car jolted into an abrupt halt as Hades braked suddenly.
They were greeted by a morbid sight as they neared the town center. A sickening stench filled the air as dead bodies were piled up across the main street. Fresh blood was splattered in every corner.
These were the bodies of the town’s residents! The old and young; Women and children.
None of them were spared.
“God of War… It seems like this whole town was massacred just a while ago!”
Hades drew a sharp breath.
“Son of a b*tch…” Levi cursed bitterly.
He was angered.
The last thing he had ever wanted would be to see innocent civilians killed like this.
Even if they weren’t the people of Erudia.
“Be careful! Let’s move these bodies aside quickly! We have to get past this town as fast as we can!”
Jonah ordered the group as he took the lead.
There was no time to waste. They had to make an opening out of the mountain of corpses obstructing their way.
“Hahahaha…”
Just then, a series of savage laughter and shrieks echoed from their surroundings.
One shadow followed after another as they emerged from every corner.
The figures approaching them were dressed in worn-out clothing and untamed hair. They looked like primitive cavemen.
The escort group frantically readied their weapons. They sensed an intense bloodthirst.
The enemies gave off an extremely powerful vibe. There were indeed a few God-class fighters among the berserk mob.
They fixed their bloodshot eyes at Levi’s fleet.
“We’re in deep trouble!” Someone exclaimed.
The group gasped in horror as they made sense of the situation.
With one clear look at the enemy, they could tell these people weren’t just a bunch of deranged barbarians. They were lunatics with frightening power.
“Take the head of the God of War!” A maniacal shriek pierced through the heavy air.
Exhilarated at their newfound freedom out of Northgale Prison, the convicts charged towards Levi at lightning speed.
“Brothers! We shall fight for the God of War until the very end!” Jonah roared. A series of battle cries echoed after him as the crowd prepared to engage the enemies.
“Erudia’s God of War will not fall like this!”
“For Erudia! For the God of War!”
“Charge!”
In the blink of an eye, both parties clashed in a violent rampage.
“Darn it!”
Levi shouted with rage.
Everybody was fighting for his sake.
On the other hand, he couldn’t even move a limb!
He hated every second that had passed.
Panic filled him as he struggled in vain.
He didn’t want to see any of the men die before his eyes.
The man hated every bit of himself.
God knew how much had he wanted to get up.
He wanted to fight alongside everyone.
But what good was he now?
He had never felt so desperate throughout his entire life.
Meanwhile, at the top floor of a nearby building…
The Harbinger of Death stood alone, his keen eyes scanning through the battlefield.
His mouth was drenched in a grimy splatter of red. He observed the scene as wet blood dripped from a chunk of meat clutched in his hand. It was a piece of raw flesh; nobody would’ve known which animal–or who–was it from.
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“Sigh… Levi Garrison, why should I waste my time on you now that you’ve become a piece of trash?”
The Harbinger of Death lost interest as soon as he spotted the crippled Levi sheltered in the car.
Like Winsor Campbell, he too had wanted to kill the God of War in his prime sovereignty.
But the person he saw now was a weak, defenseless Levi. Anyone could’ve finished him off at his fingertips.
He was no longer a worthy opponent.
The Harbinger of Death withdrew his attention from the battlefield.
He tore another bite off the meat with his sharp teeth. More blood trickled and dripped onto the ground as he feasted.
In the center of the town, sparks and explosions filled the air.
The prisoners had frightening strength. Like a disoriented pack of wild beasts released from captivity, their ecstatic craze of being freed earlier had elevated their brutal power.
Levi’s group of escorts were no less potent.
Each side fought for a different goal. The enemies sought to murder and destroy; the Erudians aimed to protect their pride and virtue.
Tears swirled in his eyes as Levi watched Jonah charge into the midst of the enemies with a blade in one hand.
That man was someone who had one foot in the grave. Yet he was there, fiercely fighting on for his sake along with the others.
Most of the men didn’t even know each other.
But all of them united and fought valiantly.
If they were to forsake their own lives in return, so be it.
It would be a worthy sacrifice for the justice they shared.
For the land of Erudia they shared!
Levi’s face twitched in despair.
I hate this!
He despised his current self who wasn’t able to lift his blade and protect the people of Erudia.
“Charge! Kill them!”
Jonah was leading on the front line. The Tang Sect elites followed closely as they attacked, like a pack of ferocious tigers.
The Four Kings soon charged forward in a split second. Drakon and the trio followed suit in tacit understanding. They wouldn’t let the pride of the Northrush Clan crumble without a fight alongside the other warriors. They quickly invaded the enemies’ horde and took down a mass.
All the other men too, fought to the best of their abilities.
Whatever it took, they wouldn’t let a single enemy move a step closer to the car where Levi was inside.
Hades kept on driving forward as much as he could. As a handful of men dragged and rolled the dead bodies aside, the car inched forward slowly.
Every single fighter had his hands full with making an opening for the car and defending against the enemies’ onslaught at the same time.
Whoosh!
Thud!
Bang!
Before long, bodies were flung into the air one by one. Each landed with a heavy thud as they dropped dead on the bloodstained ground.
Those were the elites from the Preston family!
Boom!
Thump!
Blood spilled and splattered in all directions. More bodies collapsed as time went on.
Both sides suffered a huge loss as the wild battle raged on.
The mountain of dead civilian bodies that had clogged up the street earlier had been cleared apart. Nevertheless, the car transporting Levi had only managed to advance over a mere ten meters.
Hundreds of killers still stood in the way ahead of them.
There was no other option to leave this town unharmed. Bloodshed was inevitable.
“Let’s go, brothers!”
It was the Forty Brothers of the East. They roared as they rushed towards the barrier of enemies.
The forty men were soon overwhelmed as arrows rained down from the sky. One by one, they fell…
Within a minute, no one was left standing.
How tragic!
Yet how gallant they were!
Their sacrifice had made an opening for the rest.
“It’s our turn now! Charge!”
This time it was the Anonymous Eighty of the West.
The league comprised men from various walks of life. Among them were retired military officers, hunters, martial art coaches, and members of other professions.
To put it simply, they were but a group of commoners.
Regular civilians who established a combat guild in order to aid Levi.
They charged into the swarm of enemies.
“Kill them!”
“Fight! We’re not going down until we pave a way for the God of War!”
They were eighty commoners, yet they were as valiant as eighty fearless beasts.
Whoosh!
Clang!
Gush!
More blood were spilled. More bodies were strewn.
They braved the battle with wounded bodies. No one was wasting the opportunity that the Forty Brothers had set up for them at the cost of their lives.
The enemies were surprised.
Their opponents clearly lacked in fighting strategies and combat skills. Despite that, they stubbornly clawed and tore at their defense like ravenous animals. As if they weren’t afflicted by their wounds and injuries at all!
This was unimaginable!
What’s wrong with these commoners?
These men were crazier than themselves!
Thump!
Thud!
Crash!
“Get the God of War out of here!”
The difference in strength proved far too large after all. In the end, the Anonymous Eighty of the West was completely defeated and laid lifeless in a pool of blood.
Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1215
Another eighty men thus drew their last breaths on a foreign battlefield.
Tears finally trickled down Levi’s face.
Exemplary men of Erudia!
You are a true hero! Every one of you!
More guilt and hatred seized his entire self.
Why did it have to become like this?
Protected at the cost of multiple lives while not being able to do anything himself?
He was increasingly tormented at the awareness that he was incapable to fight.
He didn’t want more lives to be lost.
Warriors from both the West and the East had fallen.
At long last, an opening had become more visible across the street.
The sacrifice of the fallen warriors had paid off.
Not a single one of them died without a smile on his face.
“Attack!”
“Avenge our brothers from the East and the West!”
The Dragon Warriors of the South and the Heavenly Guardians of the North dashed forward. They continued to breach into the enemies’ turf and expand the passage opened up by the fallen heroes.
The tables had begun to turn. It’s as if the deaths of the warriors were a sacred sacrifice that had been received by the gods above. Levi’s men started to gain the upper hand. Perhaps the gods’ blessings had descended on them. Little by little, the remaining killers from Northgale Prison were forced backward as they pushed on.
In a split second, the fleet had advanced another hundred meters.
The sudden commotion had caught the attention of the Harbinger of Death once again.
“Bunch of trash!” He berated in anger.
He continued gnawing and chewing on the piece of raw meat brutishly.
Meanwhile, the bloody war continued on the street.
The Northgale Prisoners were taken aback at the sudden reversal of the situation.
What happened to these measly peasants? Weren’t they already on the losing end since the beginning?
They were throwing their lives away like crazy beasts!
Such frightening zeal!
The prisoners were still in shock and amazement.
Why’re they doing this?
All for a cripple?
A traitor?
All for a now useless Levi Garrison?
Was he really worth it?
They could never understand the men’s devotion to their leader and their beloved nation.
This was something outcasts and murderers like them could never comprehend.
“Onward!”
“Kill them all! We’ll soon make it through!”
Jonah continued waving and slashing his blade. His eyes were bloodshot.
The Tang Sect kept the enemies busy as they launched their strikes in all forms – secret weapons, poisoned ammunition, and explosive firearms.
The Northrush Clan were equally unrelenting. Their blows and kicks cascaded down on their foes in a swift, continuous stream, like a raging torrent.
The Three Musketeers and the Dual-Serrated Monks too, were unfaltering.
They all knew how great their loss had been.
The numbers of those who had fallen kept rising.
There were constantly fellow men who were severely injured.
In spite of those, they had finally gained the advantage. They wouldn’t let themselves back down or waver at any moment.
Boom!
Pow!
Wham!
The rampage continued. More blood was shed.
Jonah had over ten slash wounds across his body. The vivid red that had covered him along with dust and debris, had made his aged white crown appear even brighter.
All nineteen men from the Tang Sect were just as wounded if no less, albeit there wasn’t a single death amongst them.
One of them had both his arms broken while another lost a leg. Neither of them moaned; each continued to fight with maximum strength.
This was the first time Levi could only observe the battlefield as a complete spectator. He quietly swore to never forget this sight – the dead and the critically wounded, all who had fallen on the earth for his sake.
These people were the pride of Erudia!
Men who fought with relentless honor.
Brave warriors with iron blood.
Their sacrifices were not in vain. The enemies’ forces were diminishing.
Dead bodies from both sides littered all over the ground.
The Northgale Prisoners had only been treating this battle like a game of eagles hunting chicks.
But who would’ve known that these “hunted chicks” turned out to be such a fearful force? Even their fellow God-class prisoners were killed!
“Come on! Come at us if you dare!” Jonah roared at the enemies, waving his blade at them.
His physical strength was about to give away. He staggered for a second and nearly stumbled.
Nonetheless, his will to fight was unyielding.
“I will kill every single one of you who comes!”
Not far from him stood Johnny and Yadriel of the Four Kings, with a few others. Their bloodshot eyes fumed with rage.
Their spear guns and blades were drenched in red. The blood of those who were killed at the tip of their weapons continued to drip and trickle.
“Ahhh! Run!”
Fear began to consume the remaining dozens of prisoners. They staggered backward and prepared to turn and run.
A scene like this was unimaginable.
Who would’ve believed if this news were to spread out?
Who would’ve believed if they were told that thousands of murderous criminals from the Northgale Prison were scared away by regular men?
“Utter trash! You’re all useless!” A raging demonic voice roared from behind them.
The Harbinger of Death appeared just as they started running away.
Boom!
Just as one of the prisoners ran past him, he landed a slap on his head.
The prisoner’s skull burst into a flurry of flesh and bones in that instant.
Boom!
“Arrghh!” Another slap followed and one more skull exploded.
One after another, the Harbinger of Death dealt a fatal blow to every prisoner who tried to escape.
Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1216
Meanwhile…
Jonah Garrison and his men burst into laughter at their survival.
“We did it, everyone! Thank you for your hard work!” Levi yelled.
Suddenly, his intuition told him that something dangerous was coming, and it made him frown.
Boom!
A huge gust of wind swept through the streets, bringing with it a strong bloody stench and an avalanche of dead leaves.
Jonah Garrison and his men’s smiles melted off their faces immediately as fear got the better of them.
All the hairs on their bodies stood on end, and their hands turned clammy with cold sweat. They could almost feel their blood curdling in their veins.
The person they feared was not even at the scene yet, but his aura could make anyone’s legs turn to jelly.
He was like a feral beast that just woke up from a century-long nap.
A few moments later, a shadow emerged from the other end of the street, and it had an eerie resemblance to the one they met before.
However, the person before them was gnawing on a piece of raw meat, with the bone still attached and blood dripping onto the streets.
From the looks of it, he looked like a cannibal!
“It’s him!” someone shouted, and Levi turned pale in the face.
I know this person…
It took the combined effort of many countries to catch the Harbinger of Death and throw him into Northgale Prison for life, and now he’s back to finish us off…
They really want me dead, huh?
“He’s the Harbinger of Death from the Ultimate class! He’s targeting me, so leave while you still have the chance!” Levi commanded frantically.
The last thing he wanted to see was more unnecessary bloodshed.
He’s way too strong!
Thousands of top-class fighters have fallen in the international operation to capture him…he’s way out of anyone’s league!
“Leave! Just leave!” he shouted, but no one budged.
No one wanted to give up just yet, especially since they were barely thirty kilometers from safety.
Just a while more, and Levi would be able to plan for the next part of their journey.
“No way!”
“I can’t bear to leave you, God of War!”
Jonah smirked. “We’ll suffer even more if we left you at this juncture!”
“I’m not scared of death! Heck, I’ll even bring a piece of him down to hell with me!”
“We must fight and send the God of War to the designated location! There’s no way we can’t overwhelm that guy with our strength in numbers!”
Levi had wanted to chase the others away, but his words only made them even more confident.
Everyone refused to retreat, and Levi bit his lip in reluctance.
I don’t want to see anyone die in vain anymore…
I hate this!
I wish I could at least stand up and lead the charge, even if I were to die in the process!
But why can’t I even move my fingers?
“Die, Levi Garrison!” the Harbinger of Death growled, tossing the meat in his mouth aside and advancing towards Levi.
“Everyone! Kill him!”
“Hahaha! It’ll be such an honor to be able to kill someone from the Ultimate class!”
Jonah and his men chuckled loudly, their confidence at an all-time high.
“Listen to me! Leave this place at once!” Levi yelled desperately.
No… no more deaths… please…
Nevertheless, everyone exchanged glances and grinned. “Apologies, this is an order we cannot execute!”
Before Levi could say another word, several people have already rushed forward.
“The Meyers of Oakland shall lead the charge!”
“Don’t forget the Stuarts of Oakland!”
Both families only had around twenty members left standing, but they charged forward nonetheless.
Forty longswords glinted under the sunlight as they descended upon the Harbinger of Death’s body.
Clank!
Clank!
To everyone’s horror, the blades simply bounced off his skin with a loud metallic clink, and the Harbinger of Death emerged from their onslaught completely unscathed.
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Boom!
A chilling shockwave shook the ground beneath them, followed by a deafening explosion.
A person flew out of the mess with a giant, bloody hole in his torso and landed on the ground in a lifeless heap.
Boom!
The Harbinger of Death landed another punch, and it shattered everything in the poor victim’s chest on impact.
Boom!
“Argghhhhh!”
Another person slumped onto the ground with his spine snapped into two.
Boom!
A severed head landed on the ground not too far away, its eyes still wide open and frozen in fear.
Every one of his moves could kill, as though he was the Grim Reaper himself.
Boom!
Yet another person’s organs shattered into a bloody mess inside his body as the Harbinger of Death rammed his foot into his torso.
In just thirty seconds, all that was left of the forty fighters were marred bodies and broken forms.
Everyone else gaped at the Harbinger of Death, shivering in fear.
He’s strong…
He’s way too strong!
No wonder he’s from the Ultimate class!
We’ve underestimated him…
“Leave!” Levi hollered, his eyes brimming with tears.
People were giving up their lives for him, and he would never forgive himself for allowing that to happen.
“Hades, take the God of War away from this place with your men! This guy is too dangerous!” Johnny Lawrence commanded.
After a while, Levi left the scene together with Jonah, Osborn, the Dual-Serrated Monks, the Three Musketeers, as well as a bunch of other capable fighters, leaving the rest behind to keep the Harbinger of Death occupied.
“No! We can’t leave them there!” Levi screamed, knowing full well what their fate was.
However, his men refused to retreat.
“You’re in big trouble, Harbinger!” Johnny Lawrence yelled with a smirk on his face.
At that moment, the Four Kings surrounded the Harbinger of Death and yelled, “Kill him!”
With that, the rest of the crowd charged towards the Harbinger of Death in an attempt to kill or at least overwhelm him.
“Die!” the Harbinger of Death yelled, snapping the neck of the person closest to him.
Boom!
Crash!
Splat!
However, none of their attacks worked.
It was as though they were attacking a metal mannequin.
Everyone knew that the Harbinger of Death had a bulletproof body of steel, and that was precisely why it took a dozen countries and a thousand fighters to capture him and throw him in jail.
But that was the best they could do since he was impossible to kill.
His mere presence could make anyone break out in cold sweat.
Crack!
Crash!
Boom!
Every move the Harbinger of Death made was lethal.
Within minutes, the ground near his feet was littered with bodies, and two entire factions have fallen.
He could kill a person with one strike, and no one was ever able to survive his attacks.
“You’re going down, Harbinger!”
“We’re buying time for the God of War!”
Johnny and the rest of the fighters went all out against the Harbinger of Death, but they were fighting a losing battle.
Splat!
Crash!
Snap!
Unfortunately for them, the Harbinger of Death was immune to all their attacks.
Even the Tang Sect’s discreet weapons and poisons did not even come close to making a scratch on his body.
In fact, most of their members were already lying in heaps on the ground, some of them broken into several pieces.
The Six Slaves were gone as well, with holes and bruises all over their dead bodies.
“Keep him occupied even if it costs you your life!” the rest of them yelled.
However, that did not make the fight any easier.
No one would be able to win a fight against someone from the Ultimate class, and asking for one would be a surefire way to die.
Soon, more and more fighters dropped dead like flies as the fight went on.
Drakon, Boreas, Tigris, and Leon from the Northrush Clan, Johnny, Jael, Yadriel, Connor…
The street was eerily quiet, and there was not a soul to be seen.
Alas, the fierce fight had ended.
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In just a few short minutes, all that was left of the brave bunch was a heap of mangled bodies.
Not even a single person survived the ordeal.
However, none of them backed out of the fight or wavered in their stance.
All of them were willing to die for Erudia.
“What a bunch of pests!” the Harbinger of Death scoffed.
The fighters have held him back for a mere twelve minutes, and Levi would not have gotten far in just twelve minutes.
However, he quickly realized that something was wrong the moment he tried to lift his leg.
Why can’t I move?
He looked down and was horrified to find the dead bodies of Johnny Lawrence and everyone else clinging onto his legs tightly.
Now that rigor mortis was setting in, their hardened bodies held him down like a deadweight.
Their collective strength managed to hold him down, making it impossible for him to even make a single step.
It was their last-ditch effort as brave Erudian men to keep the enemy occupied.
They refused to admit defeat, even after death had befallen them.
“Get out of my way!” the Harbinger of Death bellowed, shaking the dead bodies off him. “You will never get away from me, Levi Garrison!”
With that, the Harbinger of Death was on his way again.
The Erudian warriors have held him up for a mere fifteen minutes, but their efforts have not gone to waste.
Those fifteen minutes had cost them their lives, and that made it priceless.
Meanwhile, Jonah and the others rushed towards the designated town at full speed with Levi in tow.
Time was ticking, and they could almost visualize the fates of Johnny Lawrence and the rest who chose to stay behind.
The Harbinger of Death was practically undefeatable, after all.
“Three more kilometers!” Hades yelled.
Everyone’s eyes brightened up at his statement.
No one knew what the town they were heading towards looked like, but they trusted Levi when he said that they would be safe once they arrived.
It was a huge source of motivation for them.
Boom!
However, before they could rejoice, a giant rock crashed into the side of the car.
If not for Hades’ quick reflexes, they would have toppled over on impact.
By the time everyone wrapped their head around the situation, another person had appeared before their eyes.
It was the Harbinger of Death!
His supersonic speed allowed him to catch up with Levi before he could get to his destination.
Boom!
An explosion went off in everyone’s heads at the sight of him.
All of them are dead…
None of them survived!
“Nice! Well done!” Jonah yelled. “That’s how Erudian men should be!”
“Thank you! We will avenge you!” everyone chorused.
“I owe you one!” Levi said, gritting his teeth and holding back tears. “When I get better, I’ll paint the sky red with those scumbags’ blood!”
He hated how things turned out.
For all his life, he had spent years fighting to keep Erudians safe from threats, and yet there were still people dying for the sake of his own life.
I can’t allow this! I won’t!
“You won’t have a chance to do that! Time to die!” the Harbinger of Death bellowed with a cold smirk.
“Hades! Send the God of War to the town! We’ll buy time for you!” Jonah said as he trained his eyes on the Harbinger of Death.
Everyone was ready to battle to the death.
However, just as Hades was about to drive off, the Harbinger of Death lifted his foot and brought it down upon the hood of the car.
Boom!
Crack!
The hood of the car was shattered into pieces immediately.
His powerful stomp had destroyed the car completely and even Hades was injured from the sudden attack.
“Don’t you dare leave!” the Harbinger of Death scoffed.
All of you are dead meat to me!
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“Kill him!”
Jonah and the others rushed forward and surrounded the Harbinger of Death.
“Hades! Carry the God of War to the designated location!” Jonah yelled.
Hades obeyed his instructions immediately.
Seeing all this, the Harbinger of Death merely grinned.
Anyone below the Ultimate class is nothing but a mere pest.
Hah! You won’t be able to stop me!
Boom!
Crash!
Splat!
Clank!
The Harbinger of Death crushed each person who came forward with nothing but his palms, and there was already a pile of bodies forming by his feet after just thirty seconds.
Levi watched in horror as more and more of his men fell to the ground before the Harbinger of Death.
“You’re not getting away today!” Jonah yelled, raising his longsword and bringing it down upon the Harbinger of Death’s head.
Boom!
Before anyone could react, the Harbinger of Death had already grabbed his neck and snapped it into two.
Crack!
The Harbinger of Death tossed Jonah’s body into the air and punched a hole through his torso.
Jonah was thrown onto the street about ten meters away from the Harbinger of Death, and he managed to mutter, “I must protect the God of…” before taking his final breath.
Crash!
“Take this, you murderer!” The Three Musketeers and Osborn yelled as they rushed forwards to challenge the Harbinger of Death.
In the end…
Osborn was crushed under the Harbinger of Death’s foot.
The Three Musketeers were tossed into a pile on the ground, their blood cascading down onto the ground like a fountain.
Even as their souls left their bodies, they refused to let go of their longswords.
Boom!
Crash!
After a while, all that was left were the Dual-Serrated Monks, who were the strongest ones in the bunch.
In fact, they were the only ones strong enough to pose a challenge to the Harbinger of Death.
Crash!
Clank!
They brought their metal sticks upon the Harbinger of Death’s head over and over again, which managed to make him stagger backward for a few seconds.
“Die!” he yelled after a while, his eyes glinting dangerously.
Crack!
Snap!
He somehow managed to break the Monks’ sticks into several pieces with his bare hands.
Splat!
Crash!
He flung the Monks onto the street after punching a hole through their torsos.
With that, everyone who accompanied Levi on this mission had sacrificed themselves in the race towards safety.
All of them were brave heroes, no matter what their backgrounds were.
Those scheming aristocrats would never compare to them, for they had the courage to stand up for what was right.
“We’re going to be there soon!” Hades yelled as the town came into view.
They were only around a hundred meters away from the entrance of the town, and Hades broke into a sprint.
Levi, on the other hand, was horrified to see the Harbinger of Death catching up to them from behind.
After just a few seconds, he managed to narrow the gap to just ten meters.
Hades gritted his teeth. Just a few more meters…
“Aren’t you from L Nation? Why are you protecting your enemy?” the Harbinger of Death asked.
“You don’t understand! The God of War is my hero!” Hades yelled.
Without warning, he tossed Levi in the direction of the town’s entrance, and he landed squarely at the gates.
“You’re asking for it!” the Harbinger of Death yelled, barreling towards Levi at top speed.
Boom!
However, before he could get close to Levi, Hades grabbed his waist and held on tight.
“Die!”
Boom!
Crash!
Clash!
The Harbinger of Death landed several punches on Hades’ back, and blood gushed out of the latter’s eyes.
Even so, Hades had a large grin on his face.
“I’ve done it, everyone!” he yelled.
The Harbinger of Death continued to pound his fists onto Hades’ body, turning him into an unrecognizable heap of minced meat.
There was nothing Levi could do but watch in desperation.
“So what if you’ve arrived at the town?” the Harbinger of Death bellowed at Levi, shooting him a menacing glare.
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“What’s the point of all this? Why are you protecting this piece of trash?” the Harbinger of Death snickered. “What a bunch of dimwits!”
Killing Levi would not be hard for him even in Erudia, let alone a tiny town in Northgale.
How stupid of them to protect him!
It’s absolutely worthless!
They’re just sacrificing themselves for no good reason!
Meanwhile, Levi could only stare at Hades’ dead body on the ground from where he lay sprawled just outside the gates.
He had been overcome with helplessness as he watched his men give up their lives for his sake.
However, there was nothing he could do.
I hate this…
He wanted to scream, but his throat was too dry for it.
Not only that, but he wanted to kill the murderer standing before him, yet his legs would not listen to his brain’s commands.
Strangers and friends alike admired him, and he owed them the world for it.
I need to avenge them! I must!
After all that, the Harbinger of Death fixed his gaze on Levi and started to walk towards him.
With each blink of his eyes, the Harbinger of Death came ten meters closer.
He chuckled as he stared at Levi. “What’s the point of that battle? It’s absolutely useless!”
Unfazed, Levi glared at him. “Watch it! You’re going to die soon!”
“Hahaha! Me? Dying? No way!”
He was not exactly boasting – after all, it took a thousand fighters just to restrain him back then.
It would take a million more to kill him.
“Die, Levi Garrison!” the Harbinger of Death bellowed, raising his palm and bringing it down upon Levi’s head.
Boom!
However, before he could flatten Levi into a pancake, a huge explosion rang through the air.
Crash!
A powerful force rammed into the Harbinger of Death’s chest, and it sent him flying backward with blood spewing out of his mouth.
Hiss…
He staggered backward for a good ten meters before slowing to a halt.
When he looked down, he was horrified to see several cracks appearing on the ground beneath him.
His shirt was tattered and torn at the chest area, and a large, bloody palm print was slowly appearing on his chest.
The Harbinger of Death was supposed to be immune to all kinds of weapons, and not even the sharpest blade could come close to making a scratch on his skin.
That was why the surprise attack and the mark shocked him.
Without giving him a chance to recover, a shadow rushed forward and landed another punch on his chest.
Boom!
The pain that followed was like a nuclear explosion.
“How dare you!” he bellowed, swinging his fist at the shadow.
Crash!
The moment their fists connected, a huge shockwave shook the ground as though an air raid had occurred.
Crack!
The Harbinger of Death’s arm burst open the very next second, spewing blood and gore everywhere. It came as a shock to him.
What the…
How could this happen?
What kind of monster could I be facing against?
Boom!
Crash!
Snap!
“Argh! Ouch! ARGH!”
The shadow landed a few more punches without even giving the Harbinger of Death a chance to breathe.
As time went on, his chest began to cave in, and blood continued to spill out of his mouth in alarming amounts.
His shoulders sagged, but it was not the end of the ordeal yet.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The shadow continued to throw punch after punch onto the Harbinger of Death’s body, tearing open his flesh and exposing everything inside.
After a while, his body was nothing but a mangled piece of meat.
Then, he fell to the ground, dead from the pain.
Even as he took his last breath, he struggled to understand why he was defeated so easily.
Nothing posed a challenge to him, and no one in Northgale had ever won in a fight against him.
It took the combined effort of a dozen countries to catch him and throw him into prison, and little did he expect to meet his end in the hands of a person whose face he could not even see.
The person was dressed entirely in black, complete with a half-devil, half-angel mask.
As the Harbinger of Death fell to the ground in defeat, several people in similar getups walked out of the gates of the town.
Boom!
The crowd fell to their knees before Levi.