Chapter 1035 Gunther's Conviction

Chapter 1035 Gunther's Conviction

Lith looked at the girl who was laying flat, with her back to the ground. She was about to... sleep. Yes, sleep. It was only a shockwave from the explosion which sent her tumbling on the ground, she hadn't suffered any other injuries.

'Is she not right in the head? Misunderstanding sleep for death?'

Lith thought, sitting a few distance away from her. His head was propped up in his hand, perfectly resembling a certain a silver-haired lady who loved to stalk her children through abusing her nonsensical powers.

He continued looking at the girl, her broken spectacles lying near her, disabling her from seeing anything clearly. Ironically signifying her broken state of mind, which prevented her from seeing reality as it is. He listened to her babbling away about her life for a couple more seconds before she eventually gave in to sleep.

Finally, he approached her and poked her head, sending a small jolt of spiritual energy to wake her up.

"Huh?! Huhhh?! I've been revived? Who would revive me? Who is so kind? God? Was that you? Were my prayers finally heard? Have I been saved?"

Lith facepalmed while sitting just beside her, inwardly lamenting at the girl.

'At least look at the side? At least realize you were only sleeping? Is it really stress making her dumb or is something actually wrong with her head?'

He coughed, putting her solo drama at a stop. The girl finally looked to the side, doing something which she should've done long ago.

Doing so now, she looked at Lith with a mixed expression of reverence and excitement.

Although she could not make out since her glasses broke apart, right now, even the blurry silhouette of Lith looked beautiful to her.

She softly muttered while trying to take in as much of Lith's beauty as possible, "God indeed..."

One of his eyebrows twitched as Lith bonked her head, knocking her unconscious.

'Hopeless case.'

He was there in but a few couple seconds as he began disengaging people from each other as soon as he arrived. Redirecting a punch which was originally headed for a giant's head, he sent it to the ground and chopped at the back of the attacker's head, making him unconscious.

But before even a second had passed, a fist the size of a big boulder was already heading his way. It was the one who he had just saved, none of the infected giants were in their right mind. He quickly ducked slightly and gripped the hand which was supposed to hit him, hurling the giant overhead, hitting another giant midway and sending them both sprawling onto the ground. Before they had the chance to get up, a knock to the back of their head temporarily took them out of the battle.

Gunther went around the battlefield, expertly weaving across multiple people and violent situations as he saved countless giants from emergency situations and unwanted death.

Quite obviously, it wasn't as effortless as it looked. His body was rapidly racking up wounds and cuts, stacking injuries on top of each other as even his one track mind and enhanced combat prowess as a result of infection failed to deal with the effects of injuries.

His clothes were soaked in blood, ripped in several places with only a cloth hanging from several places. The cloak and hood which had been forced onto them had long ago been ripped off to choke some troublesome giants to unconsciousness as they resisted getting knocked out several times.

One of his hands was limping by his side as he jogged to the next bunch of people. It wasn't his intention to jog, he was still running as far as his perspective went, but to an outsider, his energy levels had already been depleted low enough that his supposed run looked like a jog.

Alas, just as he was about to reach there, one of his legs gave out. There wasn't enough time to rebalance as the faulty leg gave out completely. His humongous body leaned to one side as the momentum carried him forward, sliding through the ground as all the skin which came in contact with ground was rapidly being torn.

The huge body which was a couple hundred meters away from the fighting crowd was still breathing and alive. The mountainous body shook, signifying its attempts to get up. A pity, its energy reserves were long since empty.

A few couple seconds went by as the body kept shaking incessantly before Gunther roared, albeit far weaker than his first roar. One of his eyes had already been scraped when he slid through the ground, but his other eye was fixed on the crowd fighting a few hundred meters away. It was filled with resignation as he watched yet another giant's neck being snapped.

Gunther roared again, gathering enough willpower and energy to plant a hand on ground. Just as he was shaking violently in an attempt to move, a small hand was placed on his head.

Lith had arrived, he chose to take the risk of diverting his attention and moving as he gazed gently into his friend's eyes.

"You've done enough. Take a rest, let me handle the rest."

When Gunther's eyes closed and his breathing turned peaceful, Lith used Life magic and began healing him as he muttered under his breath.

"You chose to protect your people. I'll protect you now."