The Return Of God Of War

The Return Of God Of War Chapter 1215

Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1215

Another eighty men thus drew their last breaths on a foreign battlefield.

Tears finally trickled down Levi’s face.

Exemplary men of Erudia!

You are a true hero! Every one of you!

More guilt and hatred seized his entire self.

Why did it have to become like this?

Protected at the cost of multiple lives while not being able to do anything himself?

He was increasingly tormented at the awareness that he was incapable to fight.

He didn’t want more lives to be lost.

Warriors from both the West and the East had fallen.

At long last, an opening had become more visible across the street.

The sacrifice of the fallen warriors had paid off.

Not a single one of them died without a smile on his face.

“Attack!”

“Avenge our brothers from the East and the West!”

The Dragon Warriors of the South and the Heavenly Guardians of the North dashed forward. They continued to breach into the enemies’ turf and expand the passage opened up by the fallen heroes.

The tables had begun to turn. It’s as if the deaths of the warriors were a sacred sacrifice that had been received by the gods above. Levi’s men started to gain the upper hand. Perhaps the gods’ blessings had descended on them. Little by little, the remaining killers from Northgale Prison were forced backward as they pushed on.

In a split second, the fleet had advanced another hundred meters.

The sudden commotion had caught the attention of the Harbinger of Death once again.

of trash!” He berated

on the piece of raw

war continued

taken aback at the sudden

measly peasants? Weren’t they already on

their lives away like crazy

Such frightening zeal!

still in shock and

Why’re they doing this?

All for a cripple?

A traitor?

a now useless

he really worth

devotion to their leader and their

murderers like

“Onward!”

all! We’ll soon make it

his blade. His eyes were

busy as they launched their strikes in all forms – secret weapons,

cascaded down on their foes in a swift, continuous stream, like

the Dual-Serrated Monks

how great their

those who had

fellow men who were severely

gained the advantage. They wouldn’t let themselves back down or waver at

Boom!

Pow!

Wham!

More blood was

had covered him along with dust and debris, had made his aged white

as wounded if no less, albeit there wasn’t

broken while another lost a leg. Neither of them moaned; each

the first time Levi could only observe the battlefield as a complete spectator. He quietly swore to never forget this sight – the dead and the critically wounded,

the

who fought with

with

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