Andabella’s heart trembled. That proudly raised chin lowered slightly with some awkwardness, and her gaze instinctively avoided those deep black eyes.
Before she could respond, a piercing and miserable screech interrupted their conversation.
“Roar~”
With the bone dragon having flown away, the wyverns in the sky launched another assault. Their uniquely shrill cries plunged the battlefield into a strange and terrifying atmosphere.
The densely packed numbers once again blotted out the moonlight in the sky.
Hearing those mournful screams, Andabella turned her head slightly. Her silver eyes were filled with urgency and worry, and her voice was weak.
“Lord Ezreal… let me go. I’ve already burned through all my life force. Even if you get me out, I’ll still…”
Before she could finish, Li De resolutely shook his head.
“No. Whether I save you is my decision. It has nothing to do with you.
Miss Andabella, from now on, you are under my protection. No one will hurt you in my presence.”
“But…” Andabella looked up at the sky, now once again filled with wyverns. Her expression dimmed.
“You won’t be able to escape… not while carrying me.”
It seemed that ever since being held in Li De’s arms, the girl’s vitality had recovered slightly, and her breathing was gradually stabilizing.
But with her pale complexion, the scene looked more like a fleeting resurgence before death.
“Escape? Who said I was escaping?”
Li De revealed an overbearing smile. After sensing for some reason that there were no Level 15 beastman warriors in the area, his plan shifted slightly.
The girl froze for a moment, staring at that confident and calm face. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
“Damn human, tear him to pieces!!”
“Kill him!!”
The beastman troops on the ground had finally recovered after facing the dragon’s pressure. Remembering how cowardly they’d just been, unable even to lift their weapons, rage now filled their hearts.
They would wash away their shame with blood.
The direwolves in the streets roared, beastman warriors bellowed in fury, and the wyverns in the sky shrieked savagely.
At the center of this army tens of thousands strong, Andabella believed that even with a bone dragon, it would be difficult for Li De to escape such a predicament, let alone now that the bone dragon was being dragged away by the Behemoth.
The hope in her heart, ignited by Li De’s wild entrance, was extinguished once again.
Just moments ago, Andabella had been able to face death with proud defiance. But now, deep in her heart, there was a flicker of reluctance and sorrow.
She didn’t want this man, who had dared to face tens of thousands of beastmen for her sake, to die.
But she no longer had the strength to lift her longsword. The cloak on her back had already drained the last trace of her life force.
Then, Andabella witnessed the second scene that would be etched into her memory forever.
The handsome figure before her reached into his pocket and pulled out a bat the size of his palm. Under her gaze, he tossed it into the sky.
At that exact moment, the wyverns in the sky parted slightly, and moonlight shone down.
That bat, no larger than a hand, transformed in less than a second, right before the eyes of all the beastmen, into a colossal creature with a wingspan of sixteen blades.
Moreover, the behemoth wore armor engraved with mysterious silver patterns, radiating overwhelming majesty.
What caught the most attention were its wings, razor-thin and bone-chillingly sharp, seeming as though they could slice through even the heaviest shields with ease.
They were wings of blades.
A mighty and powerful steel colossal creature.
The light in Andabella’s eyes was reignited. When she turned to look at that calm figure again, her heart grew ever more conflicted.
Li De didn’t pay attention to all that. Seeing Castro transform, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc.
His tone was domineering and forceful.
“Castro, show me your edge. Don’t disappoint me.”
He needed to test the power of the transcendent armor.
Surrounded by countless enemies, Castro didn’t feel the slightest fear. Instead, a blazing will to fight surged in his heart.
“As you command, my master.”
He would prove his strength to his master. Castro would not let his master down.
Wearing the transcendent armor, Castro’s strength had undergone a qualitative leap. The armor’s six traits, each one terrifyingly powerful, had fully awakened.
Li De had long wanted to test the sharpness of this transcendent armor. Worth 500,000 Gold Pucks, only brutal war could measure its true worth.
And there was no better place than here.
Whoosh whoosh~
Castro moved.
With the Super Dexterity trait, Castro’s speed surpassed even the speed of sound.
With one flap of his wings, a cloud of mist exploded behind him, the sonic boom roaring like a demon’s howl.
Shrrrip~
A lamb entering a tiger’s den.
For the doomed beastmen, the razor-sharp blade wings were an unstoppable force.
With one acceleration, Castro turned the tightly packed beastmen around him into mangled limbs.
Blood sprayed in all directions.
No beastman warrior could withstand the sharpness of the transcendent armor.
Extreme Sharpness (Wing attacks have a 70% chance of directly cutting through armor below Transcendent★ quality; the lower the quality, the higher the chance)
In the face of such blades, the beastmen’s bodies were nothing more than meat waiting to be butchered.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the wyverns, no longer suppressed by dragon fear, regained their combat effectiveness. Seeing Castro slaughtering beastman warriors below, they erupted in fury and swarmed toward him like locusts.
But it was all in vain.
The wyverns’ claws, sharp enough to tear through knight armor, struck Castro’s transcendent armor, and couldn’t even leave a white mark.
Their saliva, capable of corroding a warrior’s shield with ease, dripped in torrents onto the armor. But not only did it fail to corrode, it couldn’t even dull the armor’s luster.
Instead, it slid across the armor like raindrops. If not for the fact that the droplets corroded deep pits into the ground upon landing, the wyverns might have really believed their saliva had lost its corrosive power.
Claws, corrosive saliva, magic, longbows, aerial lances, none of it worked.
That thick armor was like a mountain, shielding him from all scrutiny.
Whoosh~
Castro, on the other hand, with terrifying speed and razor-sharp blade wings, was like a newly born king, an ultimate killing machine.
Death walked with him, blood was his cloak, brutality his nature.
He was the first Dawn Bat, the king of bats.