The Return Of God Of War

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

continued gnawing and chewing on the piece

the bloody war

were taken aback at the sudden reversal of the

happened to these measly peasants? Weren’t they already on the

were throwing their lives

Such frightening zeal!

prisoners were still in shock and

Why’re they doing this?

All for a cripple?

A traitor?

for a now useless

he really

never understand the men’s devotion

murderers

“Onward!”

them all! We’ll soon make

his blade. His

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

unrelenting. Their blows and kicks cascaded down on

Three Musketeers and the Dual-Serrated

all knew how great their loss had

numbers of those who had fallen kept

were constantly fellow men who were

those, they had finally gained the advantage. They wouldn’t

Boom!

Pow!

Wham!

rampage continued. More blood was

across his body. The vivid red that had covered him

from the Tang Sect were just as wounded if

both his arms broken while another lost a leg. Neither of them moaned;

never forget this sight – the dead and the critically wounded,

people were the pride

fought with

with iron