Chapter 229: Struggles of a Man

Chapter 229: Struggles of a Man

A few Orcs that managed to stay alive through sheer luck quickly crawled away among the debris.

Boom!

There was another explosion, this one coming from Gerald's silver cannon.

A few attempted to act dead in the hope they would be overlooked, but it quickly became clear that their enemy had no intention of leaving their corpses whole. New novel chapters are published on

Whenever he would see traces of life, an ear-piercing blast would follow, and the beasts, at that time, truly wished they were dead.

Bleeding and with broken limbs, the few Orcs ran away, deeper underground, screaming in panic and fear.

Gerald was not concerned.

Even though his mind was a mess, a part of him still remained rational and he slowly followed after them. No matter where they ran, he followed every single one of them with his Magic Eyes, slowly extinguishing the life of the monsters, one by one.

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Among the sounds of faraway explosions, a frail man, barefoot and covered in rags, slowly crept forward in almost complete darkness.

The broken sword was sitting tightly in his palm as he moved with caution, each of his movements extremely slow, and his eyes wide open to gather as much light as possible.

Then suddenly, there was movement!

Warren froze for a moment and then quickly hid in a crack in the wall, holding his breath.

An Orc soon came limping by while releasing quiet whimpers and growls like a wounded animal.

Many small wounds all over its body were also bleeding, a result of the shrapnel from the explosion.

Although both explosion magic and Fireballs exploded, there was a clear difference between them.

Similar to the gasoline explosion, the Fireball created a lot of fire while also being on the slow side among the explosives.

Meanwhile explosion magic was similar to dynamite, or C4. Simply a flash of light, and a 'Boom'.

In any case, the Orc was lucky to survive, but although terrified, Warren strengthened his resolveand pounced!

Stab!

"???"

Warren freaked out. Some of the liquid sprayed in his eyes, and some even entered his nose and mouth! He immediately started coughing to get it out.

However, almost like magic (because it was), the pain from his chest started to diminish, and his bleeding slowed down significantly.

Warren touched his chest in disbelief. The open wound was still there, however everywhere the liquid touched, his body started to recover. It was incredibly fast!

"Health Potion?!" Recovering from his stupor, he glanced at his benefactor. However, what he saw was anything but good.

Cough, cough!

The man that has so mercilessly slain the Orc was now coughing blood! He even went so far as to collapse on his knee.

"Shit That's as far as it goes it seems"

Resisting clearly painful wounds, the man turned his palm towards the ceiling.

Crack!

"What?" Warren turned his gaze upward to where the cracking sounds were coming from. The ceiling was breaking apart, and the rays of sunshine were finally allowed to illuminate the gloomy darkness.

Then the rocks started falling down.

"Aah!" Warren instinctually shouted, and covered his head. However, instead of getting buried underneath the falling rocks, they all landed just out of reach, leaving him and the mysterious fighter completely unharmed.

Well, they weren't unharmed, but you get the point. No extra wounds.

Just when he thought it was over, Warren heard the sounds of running. Soon a few people came into view and because of the light, he was finally able to see properly once more!

"Gerald, wait!" one of them shouted, and that's when Warren finally had a good look at his savior.

He was a man, quite a tall one, covered from head to toe in blood. If it was his or the blood of his enemies, that was unclear. However his exposed skin showed clear signs of damage, and steam was rising from his trembling body.

But neither he nor any of the new warriors spoke a word before the man they all watched, suddenly jumped and flew away.

"He flew" Warren gasped quietly and then his eyes moistened up. The warriors noticed him and ran towards him, calling and shouting, but he didn't hear them anymore.

"I I'm free" Tears formed in his eyes and he fell forward, dead.