Chapter 583 A Dance To Remember

Chapter 583 A Dance To Remember

’Boom!’

’Ahhhh!’

"Help me...."

"My legs...."

"My arms...."

"F**k!

It hurts so bad!"

The loud screams and cries of the injured, made many of the enemy warriors get distracted so much that they took their eyes off Landon and his crew.

But who could blame them?

They had to properly understand the situation at hand, so as to protect themselves as well.

Their hearts felt like a ticking time bomb that would blow up any moment from now.....since they felt that the next attack could be coming their way any moment from now.

So how could they still focus on Landon and his crew at this point?

Some of them were so close to the explosions, that the heat made them feel like they were in hell.

Several body parts were sent flying their direction, as well as drizzles of blood too.

In fact, they were so shaken that some of them even peed themselves on the field while holding their swords and trembling.

It was the fear of the unknown that made them petrified.

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"Oh, my heavens!

W... What do we do?"

"Do you think that there’s still black-powder somewhere on the battlefield?"

"Black powder?!!

How can that be?

Didn’t we suffer enough previously from it?

I thought that this Ghostly Prince person wouldn’t have more tricks up his sleeve.

But who would’ve thought that he still had more?"

"How awful!

How can someone make us lower our guards in such a manner?" for new novels

"Wait!

I didn’t see anyone shot any arrows at us.

So you all sure that it was black-powder?

What if it was sent from above?"

"You mean the heavens?"

Please!

You read too much Baymardian fictional books!

Think about it!

All this for little old him?

Well, his majesty did say that they would all have to tackle huge numbers, so he was expecting it.

’Bang! Bang!’

He shot two of the men on the necks, before dropping onto the ground and finally sliding between the middle one’s leg.

And as he slid underneath, he quickly shot the guy’s legs and focused on the remaining 7.

"Son of a b**ch!" Said the guy whose leg had just been shot.

What kind of pain was this?

It felt like it was drawing his soul out of his body with every passing second.

His breathing became hoarse, and his mind became unfocused.

Bloody hell!

He had been pierced by an arrow before... And had even been stabbed by a sword.

But never in his entire existence, had he felt this site of pain before.

Which sorcerer made such a weapon?

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’Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!’

All 7 men had now closely surrounded Festus.

And so, he quickly shot two 2 of them, before finally launching a high kick at the front man’s chin.

"Ugh!

You’re gonna pay for that!" Yelled the man, who fiercely cut through the air with his sword.

’Swish!’

Festus dicked, and the sounds if the sword whistled in the air like an old flute.

Of course, seeing that Festus had drilled to the floor, how could those around him let him go?

They also came towards him like crazy, but all if it was to no avail.

Festus quickly rolled onto the floor and shot some of them, before getting up, punching, kicking and shooting them some more again.

He even managed to jump on some of them as if he were a monkey... And when others tried to attack him, he would jump off from his victim’s chest, making the others accidentally injure their comrades instead.

"Die you motherf***er!"

"Screw you!"

"Why won’t you die?"

"F**! You, you little imp!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

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Festus finished up with the group, and before he knew it... Several other sacrificial lambs were coming his way.

"My, my, my..... gentlemen.

It seems like you all are truly late for the party.

But you know what they say... Better late than never.

So, let’s dance!"

’Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!’