Chapter 372
“There!” Neasilis was the first to snap out of it and spotted the strange youth amidst the crowd from
hundreds of meters away.
The boy slowly stood up, his expression nk. Save for the bloodied spine he held in his hand,
nothing else seemed amiss.
“Who is he?” Neasilis felt a mysterious threat emanating from the boy, both real and intense.
“Did he y those five mages?” whispered a member of Cobalt Strike, deeply rmed. Such
powerful Mages were dead just like that? Their ends were so sudden and horrific.
“Daman is here. Who dares intrude upon Stormcast.”
A roar thundered from a distance, booming like a torrential flood through the streets, drawing the
attention of all those who had breached the inner city.
“Hah, taste the wrath of my hammer!”
From ten streets away, Daman descended like aet, swinging a massive golden hammer down
onto the street. The impact of the golden hammer against the stone sent a violent shockwave
sting outward. The ground cracked like a spiderweb for hundreds of meters. With the force of
Daman''s blow, the ground shattered entirely within that radius, dust and debris swirling in all
directions.
At the end of the street, a dozen Amber Valley assassins hastily retreated, avoiding the tumultuous
shockwave.
“Hah... to arms!” Daman, like a wild beast, charged forward, breaking out from the dust cloud with
each step pounding deep into the stony ground, the sound thunderous. Despite his bulky frame, his
speed was astonishing. Before the debris had even settled, he emerged from the cloud of dust,
confronting the assassins.
Following closely, a dozen Mollen family warriors arrived, swords shing, mes billowing, and
winds howling as Combat Magic enveloped the area. “In the name of our lord, we protect
Stormcast. Trespassers will be shown no mercy!”
The assassins fell back in disarray, narrowly avoiding the onught, save for one foolhardy enough
to confront Daman, who was promptly obliterated by the golden hammer, his blood and bones
scattering in a grisly disy.
“The Mollen family? How could you meddle in matters beyond your station as a mere guild?” the
assassins cried out in a mix of anger and annoyance.
“None of your concern. To battle!” Daman bellowed like a wild bull, charging with his golden
hammer raised.
"Leave none alive. y them all," the Mollen family''s people unleashed their might, valiant and
unyielding, caring not for the identity of their opponents. Whether they be assassins or not, they
would be killed just the same. These people were not only servants of the Mollen family but also
warriors unafraid of death, the trusted loyalists of the Mollen family head.
At the same time, more than three hundred squads of the Mollen family burst from various
directions into the inner city. Master Mages of great power spread out to confront the forces of Lord
Viperbane, Amber Valley, and Cobalt Strike, while the rest charged toward the city keep, to defend
the members of the Mallister family.
"Balder!" Oda eximed with joy, nearly in tears, upon seeing the “meatball” approaching swiftly. At
last, someone hade to their rescue.
"Where is vin?" Balder strode into the inner courtyard, followed by hundreds of the Mollen
family''s formidable warriors, all bristling with murderous intent and capable efficiency.
"vin is not here. He''s gone to Watchful Shore, saying he has a way to break the stalemate,"
Celesse replied without hiding anything, her breath easing slightly.
"Sir Mollen, on behalf of the Mallister family, I thank you." Lucan nearly dropped to one knee, a
grown man''s eyes brimming with tears. After thest ordeal at Azure Mountain, and now with the
crisis at Stormcast, Balder had once again arrived just in the nick of time.
"Let''s hold off on thanks for now. We''ve yet to weather the storm," Balder said with a grave
expression, gazing up at the tumultuous battlefield in the sky where Archmages shed. His brow
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