Chapter 332: Killing A Huge Number of Mystic Art yers and Masters


    Each strike was aimed towards either arge group of these nobles, or at the very concentrated balloons in the sky. My sword caused the most devastation, more than the spear, but I kept using both without pause.


    After ten minutes of chaos, those remaining lost any hope of regrouping their hard acquired army of subordinates, and thus they refocused again on pushing forward, attacking me in the process, and trying to disperse so they wouldn''t be killed in great numbers.


    However as they tried to do so, I put away my spear, took my shield, and the same defensive shield appeared surrounding my balloon, guarding against any sneak attacksing from back.


    And then, I started to retreat, flying backwards, making my balloon cross the border, entering the nextnd!


    This sudden move from me made it loud clear, I would never let them escape this time! as I retreated on the same pace as they advanced, all their efforts to disperse, move forward, or even escape me and my demon miserably failed.


    My attacks never stopped, and their attacks never managed to scratch my defense. I continued flying backward for a whole day and a half, while the whole battle raged on and on, without a moment of pause.


    At thest minutes of this battle, the remaining lots knew their escape to the front wouldn''t be enough on their own. So, suddenly a huge group appeared from my back, hurrying up to their rescue.


    I just nced at those with an evil smile, all these yers were added to my fat meal, indeed I wouldn''t say no to them.


    The attacks came with loud bangs hitting the back of my shield, however they ended in the same fate as all others, all failing to do a single scratch on my mighty shield!


    As I kept retreating forward, I started to bypass the neers. Their numbers were greater than who stood at front, and all of them were mystic art users or masters.


    So, it seemed logical for me to wave my sword left and right, killing and damaging all the balloons bypassing me. as those running on the ground, I left them for my demon, who turned to wee them, as it was much easier to just kill them instead of running the whole day after a smaller number of the remaining army.


    This sudden shift in my and my demon''s attacks startled everyone, making them halt their advance for a few minutes.


    During these minutes, I returned to attack the scattered groups of surviving nobles in front of me, making everyone behind try to attack me heavily, but that didn''t manage to attract my attention.


    So, they helplessly moved again to the front, while trying to send those weaker, non mystic art users to the front as scapegoats.


    As they did so, I suddenly turned my balloon around, faced the huge number of them in the air and ground, ignoring the scraps they sent to me, and then focused my attacks over the fat sheep in my eyes right now!


    This caused a big stir and chaos everywhere, as this move was apanied by the sudden jump of my demon to appear in the middle of their lines after a few jumps.


    They started to run everywhere, trying to disperse from my attacks, however all they did was futile, as their numbers were great to start with.


    Attacking and killing, pushing forwards and running everywhere, while the remaining poor survivors of them tried to catch up with all their might, dreaming to escape here!


    This fight continued like this for a whole day, until finally the border of the nextyer appeared, finally like a raft of saving, floating over water, appearing suddenly on the fingertips of a drowning man.


    As their man army started to retreat into the area, I turned around so sudden, facing the many survivors behind me, as I shouted:


    "Kill them all!"


    I sent many attacks at thisst moment, killing a very great portion of them at this desperate moment. they already could taste the sweet taste of freedom in their mouths, and when I attacked again, they didn''t hesitate to push forward.


    Even if many would die, few would escape, and this was the only driving force for their actions right now!


    As I kept attacking them all, my demon once reached the border, turned around and started attacking the scattered scared groups of them trying to reach the border.


    In the next twenty minutes, I killed a lot of them, and my demon did. However, finally a portion of their main army managed to bypass the border, finally reaching the safety zone.


    I stood my ce in the air, motionless, eyeing every single one of them in the eye. I sneered, before turning around, as there was a huge number of their deserters waiting for me to hunt, kill, and trap.


    I knew the moment I stepped foot onto the tenthyer, they would retreat and activate their trap, making me unable to advance, and even might get hammered by this trap of them.


    I preferred to kill the remaining huge bulk of their army, numbering in the tens of millions, rather than chasing a couple of millions.


    "You go ahead, I have something to do here.


    I said to my demon as I lowered my balloon to the ground, which was now littered in a thick long, seemingly endless, line of loot. I nned to grab them all, as I didn''t guarantee these bastards to do anything funny and reenter this region again and collect my hard acquired, well deserved loot.


    I didn''t cancel my shield, as I kept my balloon floating a few centimeters from the ground, while my hand moved left and right, collecting the fallen loot without any pause, or letting a single piece of equipment be missed.


    The line of this loot extended to the horizon, with a wide stretch ofnd on the ground, so it took me a long time before I finally collected everything, while a wide smile was over my face right now.