The Guardian gods-Chapter 254

Realizing they couldn’t afford to stand still, Erik roared, "Attack!" He remained behind as his men surged forward, getting into formation as they clashed with Silas’s parasitized soldiers. The eerie silence of Silas’s army was replaced with the roar of battle—the clash of steel, the shouts of soldiers, and the roars of the parasitized creatures.

Silas observed the battle with keen interest. He knew Erik’s strategy relied heavily on the runic formations and the coordination of his generals. By targeting them, Silas aimed to disrupt Erik’s plans and create openings for his own forces to exploit.

The female flying general, high above the battlefield, directed the aerial troops with precision. They dived toward the generals, their bone armor glinting in the sunlight, intent on breaking the runic formations.

Erik’s mages responded with blasts of fire and gusts of wind, trying to fend off the aerial assault. The generals, now aware of the threat, moved to protect themselves, their silver armor shining as they parried and struck at the incoming aerial troops.

On the ground, the beast-like general charged forward, swinging his massive sword with brutal force. His target was clear—one of Erik’s key generals.

His massive sword, forged from dark steel and imbued with an eerie, otherworldly aura, swung with brutal force. Each swing cleaved through the air with a whistling sound, and any unfortunate soldier who dared to stand in his path met a swift and gruesome end. Heads flew, and bodies crumpled as the Beast-like General advanced, a one-man hurricane of destruction.

His armor, dark and jagged, was adorned with sinister runes that glowed faintly, as if hungry for the blood of his enemies. His movements were a terrifying blend of speed and power, a predator on the hunt.

Erik’s general, sensing the imminent threat, quickly ordered his men to make way while maintaining their formation. He knew that only he had the strength to confront this beast. With a roar that resembled a bear, he charged forward to meet the Beast-like General. His sword, equally massive and imposing, was a testament to his strength and skill. The blade, forged from the purest steel and etched with runes of the earth element, shimmered with a golden hue.

The general’s breathing technique, inspired by a bear, granted him immense strength. Not just any bear, but one with a strong earth element talent. His current stage is the half way to the fifth stage making him a pseudo-demigod as he lacks a domain, but his power was formidable nonetheless. His armor was robust, with earthen tones and motifs of strength and endurance, symbolizing his connection to the earth.

The first clash of these titans was cataclysmic. As their swords met, a shockwave rippled out from the point of impact, sending dust and debris flying and forcing nearby soldiers to shield their eyes and ears. The ground beneath them trembled, and a fissure cracked open, a testament to the sheer power being unleashed.

The shockwave disrupted the battle lines of both armies, momentarily halting the fighting as soldiers on both sides stared in awe and terror at the two generals. The intensity of their duel was such that it became the focal point of the battlefield. Soldiers found themselves drawn into the vortex of their struggle, either retreating to avoid the collateral damage or rallying to support their respective champions.

The battlefield became a warzone within a warzone, with the ground splintering and churning under the force of their blows. Each swing of their swords sent ripples through the earth, creating mini-quakes that threw soldiers off balance. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

The moment when both general clashed, it became clear to Erik’s army the huge advanatge they had because of the formation. The general once he clashed with Silas general no longer had the mind to become the focal point of the formation casuing it to fall apart.

This led to them immediately being at the mercy of Silas army, they could hardly stand their ground from the mini earth quakes, it was the same for Silas army but because of the hive mind connection and effective communication, they adapted quickly.

Mage from Silas side, Immediately constructed a new road made by earth so as not to be shaken off by the quakes, which they immediately used as they began picking out Erik’s soldiers.

Erik’s soldier had no such one mind connection so for a while screams about getting in line could be heard, Erik took notice of what was happening, but he couldn’t move as he was locked down by Silas so he immediately shouted out to Roland. He wasn’t scared of moving but he knew once he moved and having battled Silas before, he wasn’t ready to lose half his army just because he was impatient. Silas in the last battle to spite and throw off ERik will make deliberate move at his soldiers.

"Roland, take command and reform the lines! We must regain our footing!" Erik’s voice boomed across the battlefield, cutting through the chaos like a knife. Roland, a seasoned warrior with a sharp mind for tactics, immediately sprang into action. His eyes scanned the disarray, and he quickly began barking orders to his men.

"Form up! Shields to the front! Archers, take positions on the flanks! Mages, stabilize the ground beneath us!" Roland’s commands were precise, his experience evident in the way he orchestrated the reformation. Slowly but surely, Erik’s soldiers began to regain their composure, rallying around their new leader.

The general soldier heard the order so they began falling back to quickly rejoin Roland’s army but Silas army wasn’t making it easy for them especially the aerial troops who swoops in to pick up a soldier whenever the chance appears.

Both generals collided with a thunderous crash, the force of the impact sending both generals skidding backward. Dust and debris filled the air as the ground trembled beneath their feet. Erik’s general was the first to recover, charging forward with a powerful swing aimed at the Beast-like General’s midsection.

The Beast-like General parried the blow with a snarl, red flames flaring around his blade as he retaliated with a vicious overhead strike. Erik’s general barely managed to deflect it, the force of the blow driving him to one knee. Blood trickled from a shallow cut on his cheek.

The two generals circled each other, their eyes locked in a deadly stare. The Beast-like General lunged, his sword a blur of dark steel and flames aimed at Erik’s general’s throat. Erik’s general sidestepped just in time, countering with a horizontal slash that sliced through the Beast-like General’s armor, drawing a spray of dark blood.

Roaring in pain and fury, the Beast-like General swung wildly, his blade carving through the air with terrifying speed. Erik’s general blocked and dodged, his movements precise and calculated. He felt the impact of each blow reverberate through his arms, the sheer power of the Beast-like General threatening to overwhelm him.

The fight grew more brutal with each passing moment. The Beast-like General’s attacks were relentless, like a whirlwind of dark steel and malevolent energy. Erik’s general fought back with all his strength, his bear-inspired breathing technique granting him the endurance and power he needed to stay in the fight.

At one point, the Beast-like General landed a glancing blow that sliced across Erik’s general’s chest, the dark blade leaving a deep, ragged wound. Blood poured from the gash, soaking his armor and the ground beneath him. Grimacing in pain, Erik’s general retaliated with a powerful upward slash that caught the Beast-like General under the chin, sending him staggering backward.

Desperate to gain the upper hand, Erik’s general tapped into his earthen element abilities. He stomped his foot, and the ground beneath the Beast-like General’s feet erupted in jagged spikes of rock, forcing him to leap back. Seizing the opportunity, Erik’s general summoned a wall of earth, which he slammed into the Beast-like General with a wave of his hand.

The Beast-like General snarled, his red flames intensifying. With a roar, he unleashed a torrent of fire, the flames coiling and twisting like serpents as they surged towards Erik’s general. Erik’s general raised his hand, and a barrier of stone erupted from the ground, the flames washing over it and dissipating in a cloud of smoke and steam.

The smoke cleared, revealing the Beast-like General’s fiery eyes glowing with hatred. Erik’s general steadied himself, his chest heaving with exertion. He knew he had to end this soon; dark blood loss was pooling around the Beast-like General but he showed no signs of weakening.

With a feral grin, the Beast-like General lunged again, his speed seemingly undiminished. Erik’s general met his charge head-on, their swords clashing in a shower of sparks. The clang of metal on metal echoed through the battlefield as they exchanged blow after blow, each strike more ferocious than the last.

Summoning his last reserves of strength, Erik’s general unleashed a flurry of attacks, his movements a blur. His blade found its mark, piercing through the gaps in the Beast-like General’s armor, each strike drawing more dark blood. The Beast-like General struggled to keep up, his own movements growing slower and more erratic. In a desperate bid to turn the tide, he summoned a surge of dark energy, channeling it into a massive, two-handed strike aimed at Erik’s general’s head.