assistirfilmes Chapter 960- Duke Vordanaz (4)
Chapter 960- Duke Vordanaz (4)
Chapter 960- Duke Vordanaz (4)
Just as the camp finished its preparations, Simon felt a subtle shift in the air. His eyes narrowed. A chill slithered down his spine—a feeling that was all too familiar. Something was coming.
'Tch, this is too soon. I can't let them come too close to the camp'.
"Ring the Bell" Simon hurriedly gave the command.
The men scrambled to obey. They hurriedly got into formation and watched on nervously. The forest remained silent with only the occasional breeze rustling the trees.
But Simon could feel it as clearly as the blade at his side. There was no mistaking the presence—an enemy was near. Not just any enemy. Something far more dangerous.
"W-what is it? I don't see anything"...
"There is no one here?" the mercenaries and soldiers scrambled to grab a hold of themselves. Their inexperience was starting to surface.
Simon didn't bother explaining. They wouldn't be able to feel it anyway. Some of the experienced fighters might notice something but the majority of the men here were just peasants and commoners who had never held a sword before the war.
With stretched nerves, he looked at his front. The faint breeze that stirred the air suddenly stilled. The torches lining the camp flickered like crazy and for a brief moment, the sky seemed darker—as if the moonlight itself was being swallowed.
To be able to affect their surrounding with just their presence, it was the appearance of a powerful foe, someone who carried the scent of death like a cloak.
"Keep your weapons ready," Simon ordered sharply, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.
Stories said that Demon Dukes could command entire legions with a glance, bend reality to their whims, and cleave through armies with a single swing of their blades.
They were monuments of despair, each one carrying with them the weight of centuries of conquest and destruction. It was no wonder that the soldiers were frozen in fear the moment they laid their eyes on the figure.
'What do I do?' Simon's heart pounded in his chest, but his expression remained cold and composed, masking the storm of thoughts raging beneath.
He didn't expect a Demon Duke to show out of nowhere. Normally, high-ranking demons like this acted as commanders, seated far behind the enemy lines and the chaos of the battlefield.
They let their armies do the work for them, sending wave after wave of cannon fodder to probe the enemy's defences. That's what Simon had in mind when he thought about what kind of a being high ranking demon nobles are and that was what he was counting on.
The horde marching towards them was vast, but manageable as long as it was the low-level foes the high ranking demon sent towards them.
The mission was to buy time but that was now thrown out of the window with the appearance of the Demon Duke. If the latter reached the camp, and realized this was only a decoy force, the entire strategy would collapse.
The enemy horde would adjust course immediately, chasing the main army before it could secure the fortress. Everything would fall apart.
'Do I have no choice but to risk it all? No, there is still a chance.
"Listen carefully everyone" Simon roared unleashing his aura.
Thanks to his interference that subverted some of the pressure brought by the Demon Duke, the mercenaries and soldiers who were paralyzed with fear, frozen in place as they stared at the latter, were snapped out of their stupor.
One by one, they fell to the ground, their faces pale as if death had already claimed them.