Chapter 1002: The Annoying Marshal
"Sit back down, you green bastard! I won't allow you to screw this, we just need a few seconds!!" Marshal Haros drew his bow and metallic arrow, covering it with the Law of Corrosion, then launched it at Richard. Whoosh!
Bang! Richard caught it barehanded, snapping it in half. The purple coating instantly burned away in green flames as he pointed at the marshal with an enraged expression, "I'll deal with you later!"
Ignoring Haros entirely, Richard charged toward the nearest breach under attack. Grabbing the first imperial guard by the neck, he snapped it without hesitation.
"Damn it, stop right there, come and fight me!" Haros shot two more arrows whoosh, whoosh toward Richard to slow him down but they were easily burnt as well. He then shouted to his followers, "Don't back down! Ignore the small fries and pests. Focus on opening breaches and keeping them wide!"
His command snapped his subordinates back to reality, drawing their attention away from the Green Death King, Richard, momentarily. They resumed their fierce assault. But the shout also caught the attention of the Black Death King, Caesar, who began rallying the twenty battalions to pull back.
But it wouldn't really matter at this moment- the breaches had already been opened. By the time Caesar returned, the beast army would have annihilated the True Beginning Empire's infantry, destroyed their formations, and spread across the battlefield. Once they spread, the war would be over!
Flap, flap
"Raaaaaaawr---!"
At that moment, a roar shook the very fabric of space.
"Grghhh!!"
"Kiiieh!!!"
Marshal Haros turned around in anticipation, but his expression shifted to shock. A massive wyvern was soaring toward them at high speed. It wasn't the wyvern itself that unsettled him - it was the figure riding its back. "Damn it! Robin Burton has followed me?!"
"Fall back! We've done what we can; the breaches are open! Leave the rest to the beasts!" Haros quickly signaled his followers. But instead of action, he was met with an eerie silence.
Turning around, he saw the beasts frozen in place. Some bowed their heads, trembling where they stood. Others began retreating. Even the nine great beasts halted their battles, stepping back with a mix of bewilderment and clear dread.
"It's His Excellency!!"
"Seize the intruders in His Excellency's name!!"
The arrival of the wyvern didn't weaken the morale of the True Beginning Empire's forces- instead, it soared sky-high. With their beastly opponents retreating, they now focused on the seventy imperial guards standing amidst them.
What was supposed to be a hit-and-run mission turned into a deathtrap for the imperial guards. Surrounded by an entire army and with Richard glaring at them like mice who'd stolen his last meal, fear gripped their heart. "Help..."
Slash! Theo, the second-in-command, appeared behind one of the imperial guards and drove his dagger into their neck. He barked his order: "Kill them all!"
Boom! Richard charged at the nearest guard. Lords of War and Emperors - around 300 in total - followed, pouncing on the trapped imperial guards. Against such a slaughter machine, the guards had no chance even to scream not mention escaping!
Hissss---! The mighty five-horned serpent finally showed some agitation upon seeing the new arrival. Raising the front of its body, it flaunted its immense size and dominance. "HSssaaaA!"
"Damn it!" Marshal Haros was nearly in tears as he watched his last followers get massacred helplessly. But what could he do?
With the beast army to the east and Robin Burton on the wyvern to the west, he decided his best bet was to flee north as fast as he could.
"You won't get away this time!" Robin stood atop the wyvern, laughing as he watched Haros attempt to escape again. Patting the neck of Crixus The Great, he said, "You know what to do. Don't push yourself too hard!" Then, he vanished.
"...Telling you not to push it, yet he brings you to face the Beast King of another planet. How considerate of him!" Hulak chuckled
"..." Crixus didn't respond-perhaps he didn't hear it. His eyes were locked entirely on the five-horned serpent. Something deep within him told him that he had to kill it!
But he remembered the orders... And recalled his injuries.
Flap, flap
The wyvern landed on a high vantage point behind the Empire's army. It raised its head high and roared as if to expel its lungs from its chest, "Raaaaaaaawr--!!"
With the hissing of the five-horned serpent from the rear and the wyvern's roar from the front, millions of beasts felt trapped between a hammer and an anvil.
Shwalaaa!
A pillar of purifying blue flames was the straw that broke the camel's back- It made all the beasts realize the being before them was a true Beast King!
"Ahh! Ahh!!" Every beast that hadn't yet reached a stage of consciousness crumbled mentally. They instinctively knew this was a battle beyond their capability and scattered in every
direction.
Within minutes, the only ones remaining were the mighty Durger, the nine great beasts by his side, and around 1,500 Emperor-tier beasts. They too were agitated, but their awareness kept them loyal to their known king, the five-horned serpent.
Hissss!
The five-horned serpent glared angrily at the retreating backs of its once-mighty army. Its sharp gaze then turned back to the wyvern. "Hissss... What... are you? Hissss~"
Bam! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Huff... Huff... Damn it!!" Marshal Haros panted heavily, darting around the rocks of a mountainous region like an insect. He could have taken flight as usual, but that would make him an easy target. Instead, he stuck to the cracks and shadows of the rocks and forests. "Damn... damn, damn it!!" Haros muttered in frustration, his voice low despite his intense emotions. "Damn you, Pythor, you stupid son of a bitch! Damn you a thousand times! Why did you get us entangled with an enemy like this?!"
Crack!
The fabric of space tore open next to Haros, and a familiar laughing face emerged. "If Pythor hears you, you'll be in trouble!"
"Ahhh!!" Seeing Robin, Haros made a sharp turn and bolted in the opposite direction.
Crack!
"You can't run from someone who wields The Major Heavenly Law of Space, my friend. That's just irrational, don't you think? Stop and accept your fate already, this is just sad." "NEVER!" Haros shouted defiantly, stomping the ground and kicking up a massive dust storm. Using the burst of force, he launched himself into the sky.
"Cough, cough~" Robin waved the dust away and shook his head with a laugh. Then, with a flick of his hand, he slashed the air open, creating another spatial rift, and stepped through.
Boom!
Haros couldn't comprehend what had happened. One moment, he was flying at top speed; the next, he was plummeting toward the ground like a cannonball!
Boom!
"Arrgh!!" The impact of his body hitting the ground was like an explosion. He quickly scrambled to his feet, clutching his head with both hands as blood poured freely from the wound. Whatever had sent him crashing down had struck his head directly! "Marshal Haros..." A voice called from above. Looking up, Haros saw Robin descending toward him, hands clasped behind his back. "Do you have any last words?"