Chapter 228: Clearing the Path

Chapter 228: Clearing the Path

"Let's go back We can't fight them there anyway, and our mages are exhausted already," Ravian said.

But, once more, heavy steps were heard reverberating underground.

"What is it now?" a man in the group said with a fed-up expression. They all lifted their swords and shields once more.

Step! Step!

They all heard their breath as the steps became louder and closer.

Suddenly a shadowy figure appeared in their line of sight.

Tall and muscular body, torn clothes, bloody eyes, and face Dragging a heavy sword behind him and walking forward slowly with an unkind gaze It appeared truly frightening!

"S-Stop!" a man shouted with a shaky voice, "Who are you?! Introduce yourself!"

However, there was no answer. Only those bloodthirsty eyes stared past them into the distance, while rough and deep rhythmic breathing could be heard.

He now already stood before them, breathing in their face. They were blocking his path.

Ravian swallowed hard, 'What dense Mana! Is he even human?!'

Due to the changed appearance, bad lighting, and exhaustion, he couldn't even recognize the man standing in front of them.

As the leader he couldn't show his fear, so he gathered his courage and spoke, "Hello, friend, what is-"

"Out of my way, punk!" Gerald growled at him in a hoarse voice, "I'm here to kill!"

The fighters tensed up and gripped their weapons even tighter, but then they suddenly fell dizzy and felt a strong force pull them.

Gravity changed directions in an instant and they all fell sideways on the wall while struggling to move. An opening was created in their midst and Gerald slowly stepped forward, continuing on his path.

As he took a few steps back, he stumbled and almost fell. His face showed pain for a moment, but then quickly returned to a mad and bloodthirsty expression.

As blood was dripping from his cracked skin, he took a stack of scrolls out of the ring and threw them in the air.

They floated there with the help of Telekinesis until they suddenly sprang to life.

Dozens of Greater Fireballs came from those scrolls, immediately turning the underground cavern as bright as day.

The balls of flame expanded and contracted over, and over again. They were like small beating hearts of superheated plasma.

"Woah! What is he? He's not going to do what I think he is, right?!"

Not replying to the fighter beside him, Ravian simply pushed him back and shouted, "Get back! Run!"

And not even a second later

BA-BA-BA-BA-BAM!

The group barely managed to hide behind some rocks when a barrage of ear-piercing explosions hit the now thin cave wall, and bright yellow flames rushed past them.

The Orcs and Goblins on the other side were nervously focusing on the corridor, ready to attack at the first sign of the enemy, when suddenly the rocky surface to their side exploded in scorching flames.

The blast shockwave tore the beasts apart, and the giant rocks and stones crushed them under their weight.

The magical flames meanwhile burst through the cracks, scorching any living being that blocked its path.

As the smoke cleared, the area of destruction came into view.

The barricades and the enemy forces were devastated, and only a few stragglers remained.

Gerald slowly advanced forward, with three Greater Fireballs circling above his palm.

As soon as his bloodshot eyes detected movement, he flicked his finger, and soon another explosion illuminated his murderous countenance.