Great Demon King

Ni Cang Tian, 逆蒼天More From Author

Chapter 959 - Who Could You Even Kill?

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Chapter 959: Who Could You Even Kill?

Without the support of the Dhaka trio, the godhunters were completely not the match of the soldiers of the House of Han. Their slaughter continued on without an end in sight.

Rose, Romon, Sanguis, Zovic, and Bollands, the elites of the House of Han, took part in the chaotic battle. Even Han Hao’s subordinates, be they members of the Han household guard or his personal subordinates, using demonic combat formations, worked in tandem to fight the godhunters.

The invaders were completely outmatched. The moment Ossora arrived with his own men, it only served to accelerate the godhunters’ demise. They had no choice but to escape rather than waiting for Dhaka and the rest to return to help them.

Back then, they had already suffered a huge loss from Han Hao at the three-mountain valley, with most of them have not yet recovered from the injuries they suffered on that day. Faced with the fearsome fighters, it was as if they had forgotten that their leaders were not with them as they fled the place.

As they ran, the warriors of the Han household gave chase. Using their familiarity with the terrain, they were able to ambush the fleeing godhunters at many corners before dealing them another heavy blow.

Yet, this should have been a flawless victory for them, had they suffered no incident along the way. The warriors repelling the invaders had thought themselves to far outpower their enemies and charged in recklessly without regard to the risks.

Soon, they found that the initially confused godhunters seemed to muster their courage to fight back. One after another, they lashed out like cornered mad dogs.

Bollands, Sanguis, and Gilbert were fighting at the very front and were shocked to see the change. They didn’t understand why the desperately fleeing godhunters would suddenly counter with a renewed fervor without regard for their own losses. They were obviously not a match for the warriors of the Han household, yet they seemed to have gotten newfound confidence to fight back. What was the source of their renewed fighting spirit?

Bollands felt that something was off. Before the godhunters could approach, he ordered, “Head back!”

“Why? They’ve come to die and we’re merely granting their wishes! Haha, I worry that we won’t have enough of them to kill,” Gilbert said as he gave Bollands a curious stare.

“Something’s fishy!” he replied, “Everyone, head back, now!”

“Gilbert, go!” Sanguis yelled the moment he saw Gilbert about to talk back. “There’s reinforcements. I can feel lots of killing intent approaching us!”

Gilbert, now genuinely startled, no longer wasted time talking and retreated as he cried out, “Everyone, head back! Stop pursuing, it’s a darned trap!”

The moment the fighters heard Gilbert’s warning, they immediately turned back to whence they came. At that moment, many experts suddenly appeared from behind the fleeing godhunters. It was plain to see from the color of their outfits that they weren’t the subordinates of Dhaka, Dagmar, or Asser, though they seemed just as bloodthirsty. One thing was without question: they were also godhunters.

“They’re the ones pursuing Ossora. Darn it, didn’t he just say that he managed to lose them?” Sanguis snapped when he took a look behind him.

Thanks to their timely reaction, their subordinates might be spared. While the leaders might’ve survived the clash, the other normal warriors of the Han household would’ve perished from the sudden onslaught that would’ve happened.

The thought of the mere possibility of that happening caused Sanguis to feel like cursing Ossora for inadvertently leading those people to Pandemonium. The least he could do was make sure he wasn’t being followed before coming to Pandemonium.

“Quick, run!” Bollands yelled even louder as he felt a huge presence from behind. There was definitely one Hegemon among the pursuers.

It only took them one look for them to tell that they were no match for the new invaders. All of a sudden, a gentle breeze caused a person to manifest.

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With a gentle smile, the Hegemon Miller created a wind barrier in front of Sanguis, Gilbert, and Bollands.

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