Chapter 52: Night Forest Invasion III
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-Leave me here. – Whitebolt stood up – I will go on foot from now on.
Whitebolt came out of the carriage. He then started running as fast as he could. He neared a base camp.
-What is going on here? – Asked Whitebolt in a serious tone.
-Whitebolt-san! It's so nice to have you here. – One adventurer approached him – We need more people as fast as we can! People are dying like flies out there!
-I will go. – Said Whitebolt and went ahead.
He headed towards the battlefield. As he went, hurt adventurers and guards were taken to be healed. Blood dirtied his shoes.
-This place is a m******e. – Said Whitebolt and created a spear in his hand.
He reached a high place where he could see the battle. He looked down and saw the army of monsters. The place was mostly flat and fighting would've been easier.
-Only Dark Golems and Bebels. Weak monsters must've been already killed off. Heh. – He giggled – This will be exciting.
He jumped off from the cliff, landing on his legs. He suddenly ducked. A Bebel jumped above his head. He created a spear and pierced it from below, killing it instantly.
-Yuck. My white suit. – He said in disgust as monsters blood covered his white suit.
Whitebolt threw away the spear with the monster and created two new ones in his hands.
-Here we go. – He said and charged in.
While running he threw a spear. It hit a Belels head and killed it. He created a sword and dropped his other spear. He cut multiple Bebels until he encountered a Dark Golem. Whitebolt stopped in his tracks and observed the golem. It was about three meters tall. Created with rock from the Night Forest. It was cracked in multiple places and purple energy was radiating from it. The golem hit the ground with his large hands. Whitebolt jumped and tried to pierce the golem, but it was futile.
-Dammit! – He screamed.
He saw that the golem only had one big eye on his head. It was lighting purple. Whitebolt created a spear and threw at it. He pierced golems eye. The purple light disappeared from its cracks and it died.
-So that's it weak point. – Whitebolt was panting.
Some Bebels approached him, but he killed them all. He was running in the middle of the battlefield. He jumped on golems a head and pierced its eye. From the golem he threw spears at more of them. He was controlling spears in the air, giving them directions and never missing. In about ten minutes, he killed about 20 Bebels and 10 Dark Golems. He encountered a golem with a boulder as it's weapon.
-This is interesting.
The golem hit the ground. Whitebolt jumped on the boulder and started running towards its head. It swung his weapon, making Whitebolt jump back. He created a spear and threw it at it, but the golem blocked it. More monsters approached him from behind.
-This *Huff* isn't going to end well.
He created longswords in his hands and ran towards them. He dodged the incoming attacks, but got scratched and badly hurt by one Bebel.
-Dammit!
He cut the Bebel. He ripped a big chunk from his suit to try and bandage his injury and tried to heal it, but didn't have the time. Monsters kept coming and coming. He continued to fight with one hand, creating a double bladed sword.
-This won't take me down.
He ran at the monsters. He was covered in dirt and blood. He jumped on a golem and pieced its head. He then flipped back and put his hands on the ground. A giant wave of electricity blasted Bebels. Whitebolt has killed 50 Bebels and 30 Golems. He was getting tired. His vision started to blur as he was losing too much blood from the injury on his arm.
-No. *Huff* Not now.
He ran away. He tried to ignore golems, as they weren't fast. Multiple Bebels ran after him though. He tried to fend them off, but one of them cut his leg. He barely killed them and hid behind a giant rock. He tore a sleeve from his suit and covered his injuries with it while healing them. It hurt but Whitebolt could handle it. He could feel the ground was shaking stronger. He looked behind the boulder. Monsters were ripping apart people.
-If this continues, they will reach the city in no time. – Thought Whitebolt.
He stood up and started heading towards the battlefield, but he stopped.
-What... Is that... - Said Whitebolt in despair.
A giant Dark Golem was heading towards the city. It was 25 meters tall. Behind his back, he was carrying a large, long boulder on his shoulder with the size of 10 meters. His steps were creating marks on the ground. It was making the ground tremble.
-I need to warn others about this. – Thought Whitebolt.
He ran from the battlefield towards the camp. When he got there, he saw more hurt people. An adventurer ran to him. It was the same guy from earlier.
-What happened to you out there! – He asked with a nervous tone.
-It... A giant mountain sized golem... Is approaching... Take the troops away-y-y...
Whitebolt collapsed. Healers ran to him.
-Don't worry. – Said one healer – He will recover. He just lost a lot of blood.
-That's something to worry about! More importantly, he said that a giant golem was approaching. Quickly, warn others before it's too late. - He was scared to death - Why is this happening!?
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