Chapter 374: 392 Flying Axe Feast_1


    I know my own attack power, and Carten knew that a regr round shield wouldn’t be able to withstand his strike.


    Then he noticed the extraordinary shine of the round shield in Angelina’s hand – it was clearly no ordinary item.


    Damn it, weren’t the Vide people a bunch of nouveau riche? This piece of shit round shield could be taken apart and sold for enough money to arm several well-equipped warrior squads.


    But now was not the time to dwell on this. Carten quickly withdrew his longsword and imbued it with the power of the gale before shing at Angelina’s lower limbs again.


    However, his attack was once again easily blocked by Angelina – this time, not with a round shield, but with a slender spear instead.


    Seeing this typical weaponbo, an ancient job title instantly surfaced in Carten’s mind.


    “You’re a Valkyrie?”


    Carten looked at Angelina in surprise, but she just chuckled and said, “I’m honored that a big shot from Dawn Forest knows about this ancient profession.”


    Then, Angelina sneered, “But, Your Highness Carten, could you please exin why you suddenly attacked me? Aren’t we supposed to be allies?”


    “Allies?”


    Carten stared coldly at Angelina as if he had heard a very amusing joke, and then said loudly, “That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard in a hundred years! You think you’re worthy of being called my ally?”


    At this point, Carten took a deep breath and roared, “Fine! If you’re still my ally, then please tell me, where is the supply we agreed upon?”


    “The supplies…”


    Angelina smiled and said nonchntly, “They’ve been delivered. Haven’t you noticed?”


    “What?”


    Carten looked at Angelina with some confusion, while Mentor, who was standing to one side, seemed to have noticed something.


    In an instant, Mentor shouted, “Carten, watch out!”


    But his warning was still a little toote.


    “Thump!”


    With a sound like a blunt weapon hitting, Carten felt his head go dizzy and white, and then a heavy force knocked him flying.


    When he groggily stood up, he realized that he had been smacked in the face with Angelina’s round shield.


    This hit was no small deal; he had a big bump on his forehead.


    How dare this bitch damage his handsome face!


    Before he had time to think more, he heard Angelina’s cold voice next to him.


    “Your Highness Carten, please ept the supplies I’ve brought for you!”


    As soon as the words left her mouth, Carten heard a piercing sound in the air, and when he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw, to his horror, a sharp spear ferociously heading straight for him.


    At this crucial moment, he was too weak to resist, and he could only watch helplessly as the weapon ruthlessly pierced his chest.


    The force of the throwing spear was immense – even Carten’s high-quality leather armor was prated straight through his chest.


    The long spear that had stabbed through Carten’s chest without diminishing its power continued to fly forward until it was finally lodged in the shoulder of an Elf Warrior.


    The Elf Warrior was thrown off by the tremendous force of the spear and fell heavily to the ground.


    Although he wasn’t dead, hisbored breathing suggested that he wouldn’t survive for much longer.


    As for Carten, though he hadn’t died yet, he was lying helplessly on the blood-stained sand and gravel.


    He tried to open his mouth to say something.


    But after several attempts, he still failed. In the end, he simply tilted his head and died.


    For many forces, a living Carten might have been able to create more value.


    But the great Silver Dragon Lord had informed Angelina through a messenger that this Elf who had the right to inherit the position of Elf King must not be left alive if there was a chance!


    Ascertaining that Carten was indeed dead, Angelina nodded in satisfaction.


    She believed that with such a great aplishment under her belt, the great Silver Dragon Lord would certainly not be stingy with his rewards.


    After that, she nced coldly at the other Elves and the people of the Western Empire.


    With a wave of her hand, Angelina sneered, “Fes, it seems our allies are famished. This is our turf, so we can’t let anyone say we’re not hospitable.


    Come on, let’s treat them to a feast of flying axes!”


    Hearing this, the burly Vide men surrounding them let out malicious sneers.


    Soon, they all took out their flying axes from their waists. A torrent of axes then rained down upon the Elves and the Western Empire people.


    These poor creatures had already been starving, and then they had fought a huge battle. The Western Empire’s knights had even lost their horses.


    How could this group, who had barely escaped to this ce, stand a chance against the more numerous, better-conditioned Vide people?


    It didn’t take long for their bodies to be impaled with flying axes, each death more gruesome than thest.


    At almost the same time, the Dawn Legion nearby Purgatory City had already been torn apart by the Undead Dragon and the Undead Army.


    In no time at all, they werepletely devoured, with not a single survivor left.


    Next up, they would be turned into new materials for the Undead horde.


    Looking at the hellish scene below, Otto couldn’t help but frown slightly.


    He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was getting further and further down the path of viiny.


    But soon Otto came to terms with it. Due to his unique nature, being an enemy of everything in the world was inevitable.


    Utilizing all avable resources to strengthen his power was what truly mattered.


    All other unrted matters could be cast aside.


    The scene shifts, with Angelina now leading Rolfe and the Vide Royal Guards to clean up the battlefield.


    If her memory served her well, there should be two big fish in this group.


    One of them was undoubtedly Carten, who had been killed by Angelina herself. The other was the representative from the Western Empire in the alliance – Mentor.


    But it didn’t take long for Angelina’s eyebrows to furrow.


    Because they hadn’t found Mentor among the axe-impaled corpses they had searched.


    Perhaps they missed him…


    That’s what Angelina thought, so she had Rolfe and his men go through the bodies again.


    To prevent oversights, they even removed the flying axes from the corpses, but the result remained unchanged.


    Mentor was gone!