I don’t want to be the God of War
16 Return of the War God

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The subordinate immediately took out a cloth and wrapped it around Robin's shoulder.

The idiot stabbed his broken arm with his sword and threw it at the white-haired girl's feet.

"Princess, if you don't treat him quickly, your most important subordinate will die, right? Ahahaha…hahahahaha!"

Come on, are you going to attack? Or surrender? It doesn't matter which option you choose. Hurry up and act!

The image of the princess crying appeared in his mind.

Just imagining it made his heart surge with infinite pleasure.

He ravaged her, violated her, and treated her like trash. He wanted the entire Empire to see her cry.

Thinking about the future, the idiot couldn't help but laugh.

However, his smile did not last long.

"Your Highness Arieflen Lisa Ellorine Jill Atlantis!”

Robin shouted.

"Hmm?"

Shabby looked down at Robin in astonishment.

"Please continue fighting! Even if I die, my soul will always be with the Atlantis Empire, with you! Please realize your dream! Please realize the grand dream you once told me about!”

"Bastard, what are you talking about!"

"As long as you can realize that dream, I am willing to offer my soul to the twelve gods of Atlantis!”

"Shut this guy up!"

"Coo!"

Shabby kicked Robin in the face, but he was completely unmoved. On the contrary, Robin's sharp gaze forced this idiot to retreat. Robin spat out a mouthful of blood and continued,

"The path you are taking is extremely dangerous. There will be several difficulties waiting for you in the future! However, please do not stop! Even if he had to step on countless corpses, he had to reach the finish line! Go forward bravely on the path of the king!”

"Cut the crap!"

"Baka!"

The wound on Robin's shoulder that had lost his arm was kicked hard, and Robin fell to the ground.

Shabby looked down at Robin in anger, and then shifted his gaze to the princess.

However, he saw that the princess was about to enter the other side of the shield.

"Wait a minute! Do you not care about this guy's life or death?”

Shabby quickly grabbed Robin's hair and lifted his face.

However, the princess's figure eventually disappeared behind the cliff.

"Hehe, it's a pity that you've worked for nothing. Hurry up and kill me, His Highness will not become your slave!”

"Is that so? Then I will do my best to capture her and completely ruin her!”

Zabe pressed Robin's face to the ground and stomped on it repeatedly with his heels.

Robin didn't make any noise, which made the shabbier seem like he wanted to vent his anger. He kicked mercilessly with his heel.

"Humph! Go to that world and silently watch your most precious princess be defiled!”

Sharpy cut off Robin's head, which was motionless, and threw it at his subordinate's feet.

"Hang it up! So that they could see it clearly!”

He was probably no longer interested. Without even looking at the head, he raised his blood-stained sword and shouted to the battlefield,

"All troops, attack!"

"Return the favor! No matter what, she must protect Her Highness!”

Kulun's angry roar resounded between the cliffs.

The Heavy Infantry struck their shields without saying a word. The archers continued to fire even without receiving orders, ending the lives of the enemy soldiers one by one. At the back, Allie lowered her head.

Allie's red and swollen eyes made people's hearts ache.

The young girl who was always full of vitality in the past was no longer there.

"Qing Yang…"

Allie thought of a gentle young man.

The young man probably didn't know how much of a sense of security his existence had given him on this journey.

He clearly didn't understand the situation, but he still insisted on following him.

The kind young man who never said anything disheartening and stayed by her side until the end.

When the young man said that they would fight side by side, she was so happy that she almost wanted to hug him tightly.

"I really want to apologize to him."

Allie had lost the energy to fight and could no longer bear the fact that someone had died.

The number of personal guards who had traveled with them on this trip could be counted on one hand.

However, not long after, these people would all be wiped out.

"Qing Yang…I'm tired."

Ellie wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her face in them, rejecting the whole world.

The girl, whose tears had already dried up, closed her eyes as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

His consciousness gradually sank into the abyss, and he even ignored the noise of the battlefield.

Therefore, the young girl did not realize it for a long time…

The change in the battle situation.

Dazzling sunlight shone on every corner of the wilderness. Dust mixed with the heat and blood of the battlefield danced in the air. In the middle of it, a black shadow fell to the ground like a raindrop.

The 'that' that descended from the sky successfully separated the two parties.

Everyone stopped fighting and looked at " that " in surprise.

Her black and shiny hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes were cold and rational, shining with a clear black light. The young man in black, who seemed to be wearing the darkness directly on his body, just quietly stared at the enemy soldiers.

The young man gently waved the silver sword in his hand.

A gentle breeze passed through the brown-skinned enemy troops.

In an instant, blood splattered all over the bodies of several soldiers.

Not long after, the scene of blood splattering everywhere was seen.

The enemy soldiers, who were stained with the blood of their comrades, were also filled with questions.

Even though he saw his companion fall, he couldn't understand the current situation. His mind seemed to have stopped thinking.

Why was his body covered in blood? What exactly happened? He was completely confused.

Time seemed to have stopped on the battlefield. The only exception was the young man who slowly walked forward.

The youth waved his sword to the side without even looking, and the enemy soldier who was dumbstruck was beheaded on the spot.

Then, he turned around and chopped off the heads of two enemy soldiers with his silver blade. Before the blood spurted out, the young man took a step forward and took care of an enemy soldier at the same time. He took a second step forward and another three enemy soldiers turned into souls under the sword.

The young man switched the silver sword to his left hand and picked up the long spear that had fallen to the ground with his right hand. He calmly threw it out casually, and the long spear easily pierced through the necks of the four people as if it had pierced through an apple. After that, the sword in his left hand gently slashed across the throat of an enemy soldier who was stunned on the spot. Then, with just a slight touch, he cut off the head of the enemy soldier standing next door.

At this point, everyone should have come back to their senses.

The enemy soldier let out a heaven-shaking roar, so loud that it almost sent the youth flying.

"You, who are you!"

The shining silver blade cut through the air, and the enemy soldier's body was cut in half on the spot. With a noise, he collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it!"

"Hahaha!"

The young man smiled and waved the spear in his hand. He jumped in front of the enemy soldier and stabbed with his sword. As he drew his sword, he took the lives of two more people before leaping into the air. Dong, dong, dong, dong. Several spears were stabbed into the spot where the young man had been standing just now. The young man did a backflip and landed in the middle of the densely packed enemy troops.

"Your turn!"

He waved his arms and drew a cross.

Several white lines appeared in the air, and before the surrounding enemy soldiers could feel the pain, they were all turned into corpses. The young man trampled the enemy effortlessly, his attitude indifferent as if he was just rubbing ants to death.

Cullen looked at the 180-degree change in the battle situation and was so surprised that he could not even make a sound.

Cullen wasn't the only one who was speechless.

The soldiers who were his companions also stared at the young man, afraid that they would miss his figure.

A strange atmosphere enshrouded the place. Like water stains spreading on cloth, the black shadow slowly eroded the battlefield.

The enemy's front line had completely collapsed. At this moment, it was probably as difficult as ascending to the heavens to reorganize the situation.

The faces of the enemy soldiers at the front line were distorted by fear, and their expressions seemed to be saying that they wanted to escape immediately. However, because they had received the order to attack, their comrades at the back kept advancing, and the soldiers at the front line could not retreat even if they wanted to. In the current situation, he could only helplessly become the bait of the darkness.

"Is that…Little Ghost?”

Kulun stood on a high ground and looked down at the young man who was holding a silver sword in one hand and ravaging the enemy soldiers. He could not help but feel puzzled. Although there was a distance between them, he could not feel any trace of the weak atmosphere from the young man in front of him.

It was as if he had been possessed by something and had completely changed into a different person.

"Speaking of which, what is that sword in his hand?”

Even though he had killed many enemy soldiers, there was not a single drop of blood on the sword.

The beautiful and dazzling silver-white sword was emitting a dazzling light from the beginning to the end.

It was only natural that Kulun didn't know.

That sword was called the Savior in the past.

It was the King's Sword that had saved a country on the verge of destruction and conquered the surrounding countries.

After a thousand years, it had become a legendary sword that was lost in the torrent of history.

The second emperor of the Atlantean Empire--

In his biography, it was recorded that it was held by the God of War. It was an invincible sword that was invincible.”

No one present knew what had happened.

However, if someone knew about it, they would probably be so touched that their entire body would tremble. Even the hilt and the sword rest seemed to be adorned with white snow, pure white and flawless. The sword's body seemed to be scattered with countless stars, emitting a dazzling light while showing off its sharpness at the same time.

Now that the sword was in the hands of a black-robed youth, one could not help but think of the stars hanging high in the night sky.

Elven weapon--the last of the five emperors, and also praised as the most beautiful--"Savior·God Emperor"

It reappeared in this instant.

"The enemy…retreated?"

A Heavy Infantry said blankly. The battlefield that was silently enduring the slaughter began to change.

It was probably because the frontline battle report had finally reached the ears of the enemy generals.

Qing Yang kept his guard up as he pushed back the Great Liao army.

The young man looked at the retreating enemy army for a while before turning around as if he had lost interest.

At this moment, Kulun's expression changed drastically as he shouted anxiously,""Little, little brat! Behind us!"

Countless arrows flew from behind the retreating enemy soldiers. Perhaps he didn't hear Kulun's voice, but the young man didn't turn his head. No, even if he heard it, Qing Yang would not be able to block it without a shield.

Kulun thought that he was hopeless and could not help but close his eyes.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't tell if the scene in front of him was reality or fantasy.

The rain of arrows avoided the youth like a waterfall and fell to the ground.

Kulun looked at the scene in front of him in shock. He looked into the young man's eyes and said,

" This is…the Divine Eye…"

Kulun heaved a sigh of relief, and then he saw the youth run.

"What's wrong?"

As the young man was running toward Kulun and the others with all his might, it was understandable for him to be surprised.

The young man's face no longer had the expression that made one feel as if they had fallen into an abyss. Instead, it had returned to the weak and unreliable atmosphere that it had been when they first met.

"Mr, Mr Cullen!"

"Oh? What are you doing?"

Qing Yang caught him off guard. Although Kulun was stunned, he still reached out to grab him.

"Where's Allie? Where is Allie? Is she alright?"

"Calm down! The princess was resting at the back. Speaking of which, you're the one who's fine, right?"

Although he could tell from Qing Yang's energetic appearance that he was worrying for nothing, Kulun still couldn't help but ask. The young man sized up his body and replied,"

"It seems to be fine. I'll go find Ellie!"

"Uh, no, wait a minute, kid! Now "

Kulun quickly reached out to stop him, but the young man had already run back without saying a word. Qing Yang could not help but frown. The suffocating heat mixed with the stench of corpses pervaded the cliff. How many soldiers had died? Qing Yang carefully avoided stepping on the corpses as he walked to the back.

"Ah, Ellie…"

When Qing Yang saw the girl he was looking for, he could not help but smile, but his expression instantly turned into one of pain.

This was because the white-haired girl was sitting on a rock surrounded by corpses. The young lady exuded an aura that seemed as if she would collapse at any moment. Her figure caused Qing Yang's chest to tighten. After Qing Yang climbed up the rock, Little White, who was beside Ellie, turned to look at him.

After patting Xiaobai's head, he reached out and put his hand on Allie's shoulder.

"Ellie…"

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