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.

trash!” He

chewing on

war continued on

Northgale Prisoners were taken aback at the

measly peasants? Weren’t they already

lives away like

Such frightening zeal!

were still

Why’re they doing this?

All for a cripple?

A traitor?

a now

really worth

never understand the men’s devotion to their leader and

murderers like them could never

“Onward!”

We’ll soon

continued waving and slashing his blade.

launched their strikes in

Clan were equally unrelenting. Their blows and kicks cascaded down on their foes in

and the Dual-Serrated Monks too,

all knew how great their loss

numbers of those who had

men

gained the advantage. They

Boom!

Pow!

Wham!

More

body. The vivid red that had covered him along with dust and debris, had made his aged white

men from the Tang Sect were just as wounded if no less, albeit there wasn’t a single death amongst

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

battlefield as a complete spectator. He quietly swore to never forget this sight – the dead and the critically wounded, all who had

the

fought with

with iron

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