Chapter 875: Man to man
"I appreciate your useless effort, now what?" Faced with the angry Marshal, Peon laughed, "I can easily leave through the instant space portal and repeat those operations whenever I want, can you repeat that shot every time?"
"Hmm, I've seen the work of that instant space portal, you can indeed leave... but what about them?" The Marshal pointed towards the Martial Emperors behind Peon, "With a sign from me, they will all be obliterated before you can save them, I want to see what you can do without your assistants."
Peon looked back, all the Martial Emperors of the headquarters were in a pitiful state, and even if he used his usual method and left them to die, Emily couldn't be allowed to die here, she was too unique to die like this, "Trying to drag me into an all-out confrontation is not as smart as you think, I can summon the Warlords to crash the party if that's what you want." "..." When the Marshal heard about the Warlords, he swallowed hard, everyone did.
Over the seven operations that Peon led, the Golden Warlords only participated in two, the first and the fifth.
During the first attack, everyone was eager to strike back, they attacked with all their might. Peon brought all of the five inexperienced Warlords, and with their giant weapons, they cut the ships right and left like pieces of cheese. Each of them was able to engage 20 Martial Emperors alone, killing a number of them, using the chaos, Peon alone managed to kill 9 Martial Emperors that day.
But they were still warlords in training, the Marshal managed to deal a heavy blow to one of them, and it collapsed completely, and the remaining four were subjected to violent attacks, and a large number of Saints and Sages were killed inside the array.
It was a disastrous day on both sides, no one wants to see that again...
During the second, third, and fourth attacks, Peon did not involve the warlords, which made the Marshal think that they had already been eliminated and would not appear again, only for Peon to return and bring the five with him again after they had been restored and brought more Sages and Saints to replace the dead, and he achieved a crushing victory during the fifth attack... But this time, he did not stay until the end, after dealing the first blow and causing a huge commotion by using the warlords, they fled using the instant space portal before receiving any damage.
And since then, they have not appeared again...
The Marshal gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bring them if you want, but in this case and this readiness, I will destroy at least 3 of them once and for all, I want to see who among us can bear the most losses today!" He can't appear afraid in front of his men, but the Warlords were truly something terrifying, something he had never seen before.
Peon furrowed his brows, "...So what do you suggest?"
"Come and fight me man to man." The marshal pointed down and shouted defiantly, his face showing a triumphant expression, "The torture squad told me that you are the adopted son of the Truth Chosen Robin Burton, your head must be worth something... Today I will kill you, and tomorrow I will have your father's head!"
If it turns out that the resistance leader is stupid like the rest of the humans, he will be able to force him to fight by swarming his followers because humans care about friendship, brotherhood, and such trivialities, if he succeeds in this, he will kill him easily and finish off the resistance leader and thus the entire resistance... And if he fails and flees, at least he will kill all of his few close followers, leaving him alone, making it impossible for him to organize the same level of surprise attacks again!
Whether this or that, he is the winner... Just a moment ago, he was muttering to himself about asking for support from His Majesty Paythor, and now this opportunity has come to him on a silver platter, so what's the problem if he sacrifices a few ships and several thousand soldiers?!
But contrary to his expectations, Peon smiled back: "One-on-one combat without the intervention of your subordinates? Sounds good to me." He then waved his right hand like a sword.
"You're courting death!!" The Marshal felt insulted as he saw the wind blade coming towards him and simply raised his hand.
Peon was a level 44 martial emperor who was not even 70 years old, while he was a level 48 marshal who had reached 8 thousand years old, the outcome was a foregone conclusion in his eyes, he was just thinking of the worst way he could humiliate this human!
*Baam*
The wind blade instantly faded as it touched his palm and the marshal laughed loudly, "Haha, that's the most a human like you can do--- Arrrgh!!" But his sentence was not completed to the end, he immediately grabbed his head and stepped back
When he opened his eyes again to look at Peon, his left eye was broken and red like a glass of blood, "You... What just happened?!"
"Oh? Your soul is stronger than I thought, it seems you didn't live all these years in vain." Peon slowly rose from the ground, wiping the blood off his face, "Let's try again!"
*Swoosh* *Swoosh* *Swoosh*
"My soul?" The Marshal opened his eyes wide when he heard that word and focused entirely on raising his soul defenses. Indeed, he felt three separate attacks pounding his soul domain forcefully. One of the blades managed to create a crack in his soul domain despite focusing on raising his defenses, but at least he managed to avoid a major injury this time. However, "Pfft!!!"
The Marshal's silver armor dented inward, pressing on his vital organs and he spat out blood... The three wind blades hit him perfectly.
"Tsk tsk~ You can't defend one thing and leave the other, that's not good for your health." Peon slowly walked towards the Marshal, his confident smile being the title, "Honestly, I don't know where you got that confidence to fight me. Even if I'm the weakest among them, I'm still one of His Excellency's adopted sons. What would you do if you fought Caesar or Richard? That's why I didn't respond to you when you said you'd get His Excellency's head and try to defend his honor, Killing him? To my ears, that was the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard."
"Ahhh..." The Marshal grabbed his head was about to explode from the pain, and opened his bloody eyes wide in a loud scream.
The space around him began to tremble lightly and the atmosphere turned purple, then slowly took the shape of a huge snake that could be seen through. It seemed as if the corrosive poison had merged with the space itself, even Peon furrowed his brows tightly, The Marshal looked as if he had burned all his beast's blood!!
"Leave him to me..." After the Marshal finished his deed, he looked at Byun with hatred for a moment, then before pointing at Emily, "And kill them all!"